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My cock hardened at the idea of her leaving her room in that little nighty and following me to my car. I’d lead her to the backseat and shove the dress up around her waist, finding her without panties. She’d be soaking wet and ready for me, and my cock would glide right inside her.
The windows in my car would fog up, and our bodies would move in tandem with each other. I’d fuck her just feet from where her boyfriend slept, letting her know that while she might live with him, she might tell him she loved him, she really belonged to me. Every inch of her body was mine, every bit of her soul was mine.
Reaching down, my palm skimmed over my cock in my pants. It was hard and throbbing, and ready to plunge deep inside her. Would she scream if I climbed through her window right now? Would her fear, her panic, make her pussy wetter?
All it would take was me pulling the screen off and climbing in. It would be easy—so fucking easy for anyone to attack her. She was practically begging for someone to come into her room and steal her away.
Maybe she left the window like this on purpose. Maybe she knew I’d been watching her, and this was an open invitation. Could she be quiet and let me do what I wanted, though? Would she let me fuck her as hard as I wanted while her boyfriend was in the other room, the threat of him catching us lingering in the air?
My fingertips rested on the worn siding of her house, my aching cock begging me to get her attention. I warred with myself to reach for the screen, to pull it off, and ask her to come outside with me.
All it would take was a slight knock, and she’d look my way. She’d find me standing here.
Slowly, my fingers curled into my palm, and I lifted my knuckles, ready to tap on the wood. I brought my hand back?—
The hinges on the bedroom door squeaked, and her head snapped up. My attention immediately went to the man filling the doorway, and I dropped my hand to my side.
Too late.
I was too late.
“What are you still doing up?” he asked, his words slurring together. My eyes narrowed as I watched him stumble forward a step, then lean on the wall.
“Reading.” Winnie closed the book and lifted it, smiling tightly. “I’m about to go to bed, though.”
He just stared at her, not saying a word. His eyes roamed over every inch of her body, but she didn’t move. She didn’t squirm or shy away. She stayed perfectly still, as if she were dealing with a wild animal.
“Did you need something, Connor?” she asked softly. He didn’t immediately answer. He just continued staring. I silently shifted on my feet, unsure of what the fuck was about to happen. Was he drunk? He looked like it, and I was sure if I was closer, he’d smell like it, too. But he didn’t seem threatening. Didn’t seem like he was about to hurt her.
Without a word, he dropped his hand to his belt. My eyes slid to her, finding her throat bobbing as she swallowed. She watched every one of his movements but still didn’t move. She didn’t say anything, didn’t do anything. She just watched as he let his pants fall to the floor.
He stepped out of them as he stripped his shirt off, leaving him in his boxers and socks. He was already hard, his cock straining against the dark fabric of his underwear. Neither of them said a word. It was fucking weird.
But then she laid back, letting her legs fall apart as she stared up at the ceiling. “At least look like you’re gonna enjoy it,” he grumbled as he climbed onto the bed. “You always do.” She squeezed her eyes shut as he nudged her legs further apart.
Something was off. Something was wrong. But I couldn’t stop it. Worse than that, I didn’t want to. I wanted to watch this guy fuck her, wanted to hear her moan for him. Maybe I was fucked in the head for wanting that, but I didn’t care.
He braced himself on one hand by her head as he shoved his boxers down with the other. His hard cock sprang free, bobbing under her dress. “Take it off,” he rasped, and we both watched with rapt attention as she reached down and slid the silky fabric over her body robotically and tossed it to the floor.
She didn’t hesitate as she took her panties off, discarding them beside her nighty. He muttered something I couldn’t hear, but she nodded and spread her legs even further apart. Reaching down, she cupped her breasts in her hands, and I watched as he lowered his mouth to one hard nipple, then to the other. His tongue flicked at the tight little peak before his lips wrapped around it.
Her back arched off the bed as she gasped too loudly, her eyes squeezed shut as he let out a low laugh. “Told you that you always like it,” he said. Lifting his hand to his mouth, he spat in it before reaching between her legs and smearing it around. Her head rolled to the side, facing me.
I undid my pants enough to let my cock free, and watched as he lined himself up. Her face screwed up even tighter as he pressed inside her, a small whimper leaving her. I wished I had a different view. I wanted to see her pussy stretch around his dick, wanted to watch her body betray her, getting wetter and wetter with each of his thrusts.
He pulled back slightly before slamming forward, laughing at the scream that erupted from her throat. My hand squeezed my cock tighter, my mind and body at war with each other.
I loved and hated this. Loved watching her get taken by someone else, but I hated seeing her in pain. Hated the sounds she made, like she was a wounded animal, but loved when she moaned immediately after.
I was a sick fuck. I knew that. But was this too far? Was watching this moment passing a line? I didn’t know if I even cared. Because as his thrusts became harder and faster, her body seemed to open up for him. She seemed to enjoy it, just as he said she would.
“That’s it,” he grunted, his voice breathy. “I feel you squeezing my dick. I know you pretend to hate it, but we both know you need this just as much as I do.” My hand pumped in time with his thrusts, my tongue between my teeth to keep myself silent.
He kept saying things to her—things I couldn’t hear. She kept her eyes squeezed shut and lips clamped tightly together, though her legs were relaxed and spread apart for him. Her fingers dug into her breasts, the flesh overflowing through her fingers as he pumped into her.
“Look at me, Winnie,” he breathed. “Open your eyes and look at me.”
It looked like it took all her strength to turn her head and peel her eyes open. She stared straight into his eyes, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. I moved my hand faster, swallowing my groan as if I could feel her pussy clamping around my dick instead of his.
