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Tipping her head back, she groans out my name, caressing her clit while dipping two fingers inside her cunt with the other hand.
My cock strains and pulses, pre-cum beading from the tip.
She plows her fingers in and out of her pussy, the intensity picking up steam. She looks fucking crazy sexy. Her tits bounce with her movements. Her stomach tightens and curls over as her orgasm hits fast and hard.
I’m fisting my cock, rubbing in firm tugs, until I’m about to explode. I hold off, keeping myself on edge. Blood rushes through my body, making me insane with want.
Lying back on the couch, I say, “Come sit on my face, Breezy.”
Panting heavily, she trembles, walking over to me and straddling my face.
I could recognize her scent anywhere, unique and delicious. Mine. She tastes of the ocean breeze on freshly showered skin. I grip her thighs, pinning her pussy to my face, licking at her release from moments before. Moans muffled from her legs tease my ears, and I groan in response—devouring her—eating out her pussy like it’s the last time I’ll ever have her on my tongue. Her body jerks and writhes on me, hypersensitive and still desperate for cock.
Lapping her up, I flick my tongue over her clit, bringing her to the edge, then force her backward until she’s on her back on the couch between my legs.
“Come home with me,” I growl, my tone fierce and commanding. “Autumn, please.”
Her brows scrunch together. “I can’t, Lucca.”
The ache in my chest is beginning to hurt so bad, I can’t think straight. My responsibilities, the death of my father, the slipping away of my girl. I can’t take this shit.
Getting up on my knees, I stroke my cock hard and fast, looking down over her splayed out for me. She fondles her tits and lifts her hips in offering for me to take her pussy. But I don’t. Not yet.
The front door opens and closes, and she stills for a second, her eyes springing open.
“Don’t move,” I tell her, shifting my hand to her pussy and strumming my thumb over her clit like it’s an instrument.
One of my roommates, Gerald, a computer geek, freezes in the doorway, a Twizzler hanging from his open mouth.
I make eye contact with him to let him know I’ve seen him, but don’t stop stroking us both. Dropping my eyes back to Autumn’s, I hold her gaze when I push into her heat, plunging hard and deep, making her take all of me.
She’ll come with me. I’ll remind her how good we’re together.
I punish her with brutal thrusts, skin slapping skin, sweat coating our bodies, and she meets me, propelling her hips up to take all my anger, my pain. She lets me bring us both over the threshold of bliss. My dick pulses as my release pumps into her before I pull out and let the ribbons of cum spurt from my cock all over her pussy and stomach, decorating her in my essence. When I’ve wrung the last drop from my cock, I realize Gerald is gone. Soon, I will be too. I feel fucking sick.
“Don’t leave me,” Autumn pleads, reading my mind. She reaches out, grasping my forearm, her nails digging in so hard, I’ll be left with a mark.
I simply stare at the girl I love. It’s like she doesn’t get this isn’t a choice for me. My choice was to come here for school. I worked hard to make that happen. But life has a funny way of brutalizing its victims. Life has made me its bitch. I don’t have a choice, but she does.
I want her to choose me.
“Don’t go,” she begs.
Fuck, I thought this would be a lot easier. Nothing with Breezy is easy. Nothing worth having ever is.
“Don’t make me choose between you and my sister,” I grind out, anger chasing away the hurt. “You won’t ever win that battle.” My words are cold and furious.
She shouldn’t put me in that spot to begin with. Choosing.
Her plump lips part, the bottom one wobbling wildly. “D-Do you l-love me?”
Too fucking much.
“Not enough it would appear,” I scoff, burning us both with my lie. I rise to my feet and tuck my cock away.
“Lucca…” she breathes, devastation crumpling her features.
I wear my pain slashed all over my bleeding goddamn heart.
“Just go. This is over,” I bark, picking up her dress and throwing it at her. “We’re over.” I’m unreasonable and harsh, but I can’t stop myself. There’s a rage inside me building, and I can’t control it. I’m not enough for her, and I’m going to lose her. My fucking dad’s dead, and my sister needs me.
“We can d-do long d-distance,” she whimpers, swallowing her pain. “Please. I can’t lose you. Don’t leave me.”
I want to shake her and wake her the fuck up.
