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I grind back onto him, desperately chasing friction.
“You feeling needy?” He chuckles again as he slaps my other ass cheek.
I bite my cheek, clenching around him.
His reaction is a strained grunt.
I smile into the pillow before turning my head to the side to look back at him. His expression is serious as he looks down at where he’s buried inside me.
“Are you going to stare at it all day? Because I’ll get my vibrator out if that’s the case.”
A smirk tugs at his lips. “Not this time. We’ll save that for when I christen this beautiful ass.” A groan of appreciation leaves his chest as he stretches my ass cheeks apart and strokes a thumb down over the puckered skin.
Then he pulls back and thrusts back into me, knocking the air from my lungs in a moan loud enough to sound like I’m already coming.
But I don’t care.
Finally.
“More…” I beg.
He sets a steady pace, driving into me from behind, slamming me back onto him with a punishing grip on my hips.
God, yes. It’s exactly what I need.
I relish every thrust, pleasure thrumming through me.
“I’m close,” I cry as my phone starts to ring again.
Drew grunts, his pace slowing as my phone stops ringing and immediately starts again.
“Do you think there’s an emergency?” I pant.
Holly flashes to my mind. Or Mum and Dad.
The ringing stops. Then starts again.
“See who it is,” Drew says, pausing.
His hands stroke my hips as I reach to the nightstand. I look at the screen and curse, dropping my phone face down where it continues to buzz against the wood.
“Keep going,” I urge.
“Who is it?” he grits, his fingers flexing against my skin and keeping me still as I try to work myself on his cock.
“Doesn’t matter,” I breathe, trying my earlier trick of clenching around him.
His dick twitches inside me but he still doesn’t move. Instead, he slaps my ass.
“Who the fuck is it, Sophie?”
“Your dad,” I confess.
Drew’s silent behind me. Then the ringing starts again.
“Ignore it,” I plead, squeezing my eyes shut and trying desperately to feed the ache between my legs by squirming inside Drew’s grip.
There’s a soft thud on the pillow next to me, and I open my eyes. My phone’s lying there, the ringing stopped.
