With each word, I’d slam into her pussy quicker, with more feral certainty. She’d bounce with me, pushing back, so her ass slaps against my stomach.
I imagine spanking her lightly, not enough to hurt, just enough to let her know who she belongs to.
And then I’d press my body against her back, getting as close to her as I could, reaching around and indulgently massaging her tits.
I bet her nipples are as juicy and full as the rest of her.
I’m rubbing my cock hard and fast, but it doesn’t feel like that.
The rushing heat feels like her pussy, her soaked young sex squeezing around my shaft, begging me for more as I pound her harder, deeper, with more possession in each thrust.
As seed surges up my rock-hard dick, in those last moments before I come all over my tense stomach, Ihearher soaked pussy as I ram my big cock inside of her, the gushing noises she’ll make.
I snarl as the release comes, and I hold the image in my mind as steadily as I can.
My woman bent over, my cock buried inside of her, her ass slightly red from our lovemaking, her hair spilling over her naked back as she turns and stares at me.
She meets my eye, as my helm releases the last of the seed, the final moments of pure euphoria.
I know what she’s thinking.
Together, we can do anything. We can even convince Dad it’s okay.
I open my eyes, sitting up, head rushing as guilt jabs at me.
I wasn’t supposed to do that, wasn’t supposed to even think about what we did, let alone touch myself while thinking about her.
And it’s not like doing that has given me any release.
As I step under my high-pressured shower, blasting myself with hot water, I feel the lust tempting me again. My balls feel just as full as before, and my mind is just as flooded with dreams of the future.
“Nothing happened,” I mutter as the water slides over my body.
That’s what I said to Lauren.
As if I could ever believe that.
Her expression dropped as if I’d seriously upset her. It’s something I never want to do, something I never want to be responsible for.
It’s the opposite of my job.
I’m supposed to protect her.
But if upsetting her keeps her relationship with her dad intact and my relationship with my best friend, isn’t it the right thing to do?
I sigh, running a hand through my hair, hot water sluicing down over my body…
My body pumps with fiercer and fiercer desire each second, no matter how hard I fight it.
CHAPTERSIX
Lauren
“Is he gay?” Jimmy asks, biting into an apple.
I suppress a groan. When I came down for breakfast this morning, I thought it might be a break from the talk about Silas.
He was in my thoughts last night, refusing to leave…not that I fought very hard to get him out.