Free Pack Daughter by Crissy Smith

back. Normally he would have had better control of himself but after their confessions the night before he hadn’t thought Becca would leave his bed to see her ex.
    She grabbed his arms and pushed him to the side of the house. “Really? After everything that was said last night, you’re going to doubt my intentions?”
    He opened his mouth to deny her accusation but she waved a hand. “What am I thinking? You’re a man!”
    Mike nodded his head. He was a man but that was not what left him speechless. Oh no. The sight of Becca fuming before him was hot.
    She smacked his shoulder. “I told you last night that I’d never really told Kurt that he was right. I didn’t want to start a relationship with you with that still hanging over our heads.”
    Her eyes sparkled as she braced her feet shoulder length apart and fisted her hands on her hips. “Well? Don’t you have anything to say?”
    He licked his lips. “God, I could fall in love with you.”
    Well shit, that wasn’t what he’d meant to say.
    Her expression softened. “I know. That’s why I had to talk to Kurt.”
    Mike reached for her and she let him wrap his arms around her and pull her close. “I don’t care that you went and talked to your ex. I was just surprised. And maybe a little disappointed.”
    She raised an eyebrow. “Disappointed?”
    “Yeah,” he whispered as he ran his tongue down her neck. “I was looking forward to waking up with you in my arms.”
    She sagged in his hold and tilted her head back to give him better access. “Well…”
    Turning them, Mike pressed her against the brick of the main house. He pressed close so she could feel his erection and rubbed himself over her.
    “Mmm.” She shuddered. “That…that would have been nice.”
    “Nice?” he growled. “I think we can do better than nice.”
    He lifted her up with hands on her hips so she was trapped between the wall and his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist while yanking at his shirt.
    “Skin,” she demanded. “I want your skin.”
    He helped her and pulled the shirt over his head, before dropping it to the grass. He rocked forward, drawing out a low long moan from her. “Here, baby? You want me to take you here when anyone can come up on us?”
    He wasn’t opposed to the idea. After all, their first night in the woods had been extremely erotic. The cool night air, the chance of exposure, the smell of nature.
    But this wasn’t the same. This was her home.
    “I want you,” she exclaimed. “Yes, here, now.”
    No one could have said no to that. “Pull your shirt up,” he ordered.
    He positioned his hands to get a better hold on her. Becca lifted the hem of her shirt and unclasped her bra.
    “Give me your breasts.”
    Cupping herself, she tilted forward. He licked her pert nipple before drawing the nub into his mouth. She arched and cried out.
    God, he loved the sounds she made.
    Nuzzling and sucking, he treated her other tit to the same treatment. Didn’t stop until she was panting.
    “I need you,” she declared huskily.
    He gently lowered her legs to the ground making sure she was steady. Her shirt came off, her bra hung off one shoulder, and he was already working on her jeans.
    He shoved her pants past her knees and helped her fall forward onto the grass. On her hands and knees, she made a picture. He stood above her and lowered his zipper.
    “Fuck, baby, you are so hot. I’m gonna fill you. Take you so hard. You’re going to be screaming my name,” he promised.
    She nodded vigorously. “Yes, please.”
    He shoved his own jeans and boxers down before dropping to cover her body with his. He used his fingers to make sure she was ready, slipping two digits inside. She rocked back against him.
    He removed his hand and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. “Ready?”
    He had meant to tease her. Instead she slammed herself back and took him in on one motion. Her inner muscles squeezed his cock. He gripped her hips and groaned. He