Free Carolina King (Drive Me Wild Book 2) by Gwendolyn Grace Page B

while reaching to the floor for his pants, where he retrieved a condom from his wallet. As soon as he had it rolled on he pulled me forward until I was straddling him. “Want you to ride me.”
    He lined himself up with my entrance and pushed up while I pushed down, lowering myself on him. This time he slid in much better. He still felt incredibly large, but there was no soreness or stretching. I straightened my back and used my legs to rock up and down on him. His eyes traveled the length of my torso, from my bouncing tits to the rolling of my hips, to his own cock sliding in and out of me. Mack brought his hand up to caress and pinch my nipples while the other rested on the curve of my backside as he encouraged me to increase my rhythm. Deep in my belly, my orgasm began to coil tightly, consuming me. I bent forward and brought my mouth to Mack’s, our tongues desperately gliding together in time with our hips.
    “You ready? Gonna come,” Mack groaned against my mouth, and I nodded. He sat up, with me still straddling him, and slammed upward hard, causing me to cry out.
    “Yes, yes. Ah, God. Mack.” My head fell back as he buried his face into my neck, panting and groaning. My inner walls started to contract as my intense release washed over me.
    “Jonna. Oh, fuck.” He pushed into me twice more before he shuttered and stiffened. I could feel the muscles in his lower abdomen moving against mine as he held me close, chest heaving as he groaned through his orgasm along with me.
    He lowered us down to the bed. He kissed my neck, the side of my face, and then my lips.
    “That was fuckin’ incredible.” He kissed me slowly as he brushed my damp curls away from my face.
    “Just incredible?” I grinned playfully up at him, and he chuckled before pulling out and heading to the bathroom. He returned with a damp washcloth in his hand.
    “Let me clean you up.” Mack tugged the comforter away, parted my legs, and gently wiped my sensitive skin. It was so intimate and unexpected. I’d never had anyone do that before. I tried not to think of the times he’d done this to other women.
    Stop it, Jonna. He’s here with you now.
    That has to count for something, right?
    He took the cloth back into the bathroom, turned off the light in the living room, and then the one on the nightstand, before climbing into bed beside me. His large arm wrapped around my waist as he drew my backside against his front. He kissed the back of my neck and shoulders while his hand caressed the curve of my hips.
    “My firefly,” he murmured sleepily, then his breath grew even, his body relaxing against mine, and I knew he was sleeping.
    It was awhile before I fell asleep. My mind went back to our conversation earlier and whether I would be able to be with him on his terms. This meant when he wanted and at times that were convenient. Could I be that for him? The way he made my body hum with just one touch and how I loved the feel of him wrapped around me, I was pretty sure I’d do just about anything he asked, and that’s what scared me. He had the power to weaken my judgment and have me question my abilities to use common sense. The problem was that I wanted him. Any way I could have him.

  Chapter Ten
    It turned out that I agreed to see Mack as often as he initiated it. We didn’t call each other to say hello or exchange witty text messages the way some friends with benefits did. He would just show up every few days at my place, and I would let him in. We’d have hot sex all night, and then he would leave in the morning. We never talked about things of importance; it wasn’t what we did. So I honestly didn’t know a lot about him other than what I knew about him in racing, and that he could rock my world in bed.
    It was beyond frustrating when he would step away to answer his phone, then return to bed irritated. I stopped asking what was bothering him because he refused to tell me. Instead he’d gotten very good at distracting me by