Max
That motherfucker had some nerve showing up like that at the diner. If he pulls that shit again, I will tear his fucking arm off his scumbag body and then he won’t have to worry about a sore shoulder anymore. A fierce pang assaults my gut, and the voices taunt me.
That fucker also knows you’re with Sloane, which puts her in danger.
You need to deal with that.
With him.
Fast, before he takes anything else from you…
I grit my teeth, desperate to silence the voices, at least for a little while. I know they’ll be back to haunt me later.
They always do.
My cock twitches as Sloane’s scrubs fall to the floor. She doesn’t know that she’s putting on a show for me right now. I think that even after all of that coffee, she’s still not fully awake.
I plan to change that. Like, right now.
I get up from a chair in the corner of her bedroom and come up behind her. Her hair is still twisted and sitting on top of her head. I unclip the thing holding it all together and it falls gently to her bare shoulders.
She winces in the mirror. “It smells. Please don’t stick your face into it.”
I don’t listen. I don’t care what it smells like. I part the strands and taste the smooth skin of her neck, making her knees buckle when I take hold of her earlobe with my teeth. She falls back against me, her head thrown back, mouth letting out tiny mewls as I feast on her.
And for the record, the only thing I smell is coconuts.
“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur, my fingertips flicking open the back of her bra. She slides each arm out, and I let it flutter to the floor next to her scrubs. I knead her breasts, flicking the nipples one at a time as she backs up against me, her perfect ass in line with my hard cock. Good God, I want to drive into her right now.
Her eyes flutter open, half-way, that seductive look making my balls ache with need. I love watching her like this, seeing her reflection in the mirror, aroused at how her body responds to mine. It’s hot as fuck, and this teasing is gonna make me erupt before I even have a chance to feel that soft pussy clench around my dick.
Like I’m in fucking high school or some shit like that.
I slide a hand down, skimming the top of her panties. My fingers loop into the elastic, and I push them to her ankles. She kicks them off and turns around with a mischievous smile on her face. “Should we take this somewhere else? Wasn’t that part of your plan?”
“I have so many plans, it’s hard to keep them straight. I hope you don’t have much going on for the next four or five hours.”
She lets out a soft giggle, laying her arms around my shoulders and pressing herself against me. “You’re wearing too many clothes right now. It won’t be any fun if we try to pull off those jeans in the shower. You’d better leave them here. I think the rest of it should come off, too. It might get in the way.”
Oh, hell yeah, it will. Our frenzied fingers work fast to get me naked, and I fist her hair, crushing my lips against hers. Mmm, blueberries.
Good Christ, I’m so crazy about this girl.
She welcomes my tongue, coiling it with her own, the heat of her mouth warming my entire body. I grip the globes of her ass, squeezing and making her squeal as I lift her into my arms and back her into the bathroom. I sit her on the sink, the head of my cock grazing her opening. A jolt zips through me, making my gut clench and I plunge into her depths, drowning in her juices. She locks her legs around my waist and I know this is bad, I know I’m not wearing a condom, but damn, she feels so fucking good wrapped tight around my dick. I promise myself it’ll only be for a second, but the long, deep strokes make my cock throb and thicken inside of her.
She whimpers into my neck, pressing her fingertips into my hips, pushing me deeper inside. “Max,” she whisper-cries, clenching her muscles with each thrust of her hips. “Oh my God, that’s so incredible. Please, don’t stop. I need you deeper. Now!”
I tilt her backward, lifting her ass upward so I can drive into her, plundering her body with my desire. Her whimpers turn into tiny screams that I know she wants to really let loose but paper-thin walls make her resist.
Which is a good thing, considering the fact that her dad is only a few steps away and armed with some very sharp cutlery of his own. Since I’d like to be able to keep doing this with his daughter and not lose my balls in the process, I graze her lips with mine to occupy that devious mouth of hers. She fists my hair, tugging it as I thrust harder and faster. I grasp one of her breasts, my dick filling with cum. No, no, no! I’m not ready. It’s too fucking good, and I can’t pull out now!
“Max,” she rasps. “Come with me. Now. Please. I want us to come together.”
“I can’t,” I whisper. “I don’t have—”
“It’s fine. Pill.” She grips me harder, digging her nails into my hips then sliding her hands over my ass. “Oh, God, don’t stop!” She squeezes her eyes shut, her face flushed a deep pink color, and she’s never looked more fucking beautiful to me. A little wail escapes her lips and I pull her close, thrusting once, twice, three times before the explosion rumbles through me like an avalanche gathering speed and power down a mountain side. I hold her tight against me, drowning in some mixture of lust and love, hoping she feels the same way. I shudder, filling her with everything I have. We collapse against each other, our bodies slick with sweat, chests heaving with sharp and ragged breaths.
I’ve never had such amazing sex in a bathroom before.