Page 27 of If the Trap Fits


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“Yeah.”

And he was about to get me hooked on him again before leaving me. How cruel of him.

Ignoring the thought of him leaving, I pulled his head down and kissed him. With a hand on his chest, I pushed him down onto the bed, rolled on top of him, and straddled his hips.

Taking his cock by the base, I positioned myself over the round head. When he was angled right, I swung my ass down hard into his pelvis. I yelped at the burn and stretch that not even my biggest dildo could have prepared me for.

“Fuck,” Troy whispered. “I wasn’t ready for how good that would feel.”

Maybe I could change his mind. If I fucked his brains out, maybe he would stay.

It was wishful thinking, but just in case, I worked my ass up and down his cock fast. My ass cheeks slapped into his pelvis, and my cock bobbed against my stomach. Bracing my hands on his legs behind me, I arched my back and rode him like a cowboy on his last rodeo. His beautiful cock filled my hole over and over, driving me wild.

Troy punched up, and I saw a bit of heaven. It was nothing like they described in Bible school when I was younger. Or maybe I hadn’t listened. Though if someone had told me it smelled like the musk of two men, sounded like animals grunting, and felt like my soul was separating from my body to seek shelter in this man, then maybe I would have paid attention.

“Fuck. Oh fuck.”

A sheen of sweat covered Troy’s dark skin. Each time he thrust, his abs clenched, relaxing only a second, then driving inside me again, pounding me into a climax I should have been prepared for, but he slammed into me with such force I jerked off his cock in surprise, instantly regretting it.

In the blink of an eye, I was spread out on all fours, ass in the air, filled with Troy’s cock. His fingernails bit into my sides, but hot damn, I’d not utter a word of complaint if he came away with flesh under his nails when we were done.

Waves and waves of climax crashed into me as he kept up his punishing pace. With one last thrust, he ground his pelvis against my ass. The only thing left to stuff inside me was his balls.

He grunted, and a flash of disappointment drifted over me. Disappointment he’d come in a piece of latex instead of inside my body. The condom wasn’t worthy of catching his seed.

Troy collapsed on top of me, sending me crashing into the mattress.

“Sorry.” He gasped.

I could only manage a grunt. I was too spent, too blissful to ruin the moment.

Troy pulled out and rolled over beside me. I instantly missed him inside my body.

I turned onto my back and stared at the canopy shielding us from the sun.

“Remember how we roamed the town, trying to find somewhere safe to do this?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah.”

“You wanted us to use the motel, but I was too chickenshit to go for it.”

“Wasted one hundred and ten dollars for you not to show up.”

“What?” Troy shifted onto his side with his head propped up on his elbow. “You told me you only spent twenty-two dollars on the room.”

“Yeah, I didn’t want you to know how much it really cost.”

“You should have told me. I would have given you more than eleven bucks for my half.”

“The money didn’t matter.” Being with him had. “You hated this place when I first brought you here.”

We’d argued about it. That it was a shitty place to lose our virginity. The building was practically condemned.

“But then you convinced me to come back. When I did, I could hardly recognize the place.”

I averted my gaze. I’d pawned my first guitar to buy the battery-operated candles I’d placed all over the rooftop. Then I’d spent a fortune on flowers and the canopy. I’d stolen a bottle of wine from my dad’s stash, which had earned me a black eye and a busted lip, but it’d been worth it.

The night had been perfect.

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