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She giggles, reaching for me, her fingertips finding the curve of my shoulder as I knee her legs open wider and slip my cock back inside her pussy.
She lifts her knees up until her calves are just below my shoulders so I can penetrate her deeper.
“Kali,” I say, holding myself up with hands propped on the mattress. And then I lean down, my chest brushing against her breasts, and kiss her mouth.
This time I don’t think. We don’t fit perfectly. It’s sloppy, and quick. With tongues twisting together and heavy breathing.
I thrust into her. Once, very hard, and she digs her fingernails into the skin of my biceps. When I pull back she grips me tighter, but my forward thrust is more demanding and deeper and this makes her gasp.
Fuck her till she comes. That’s all this is.
So that’s what I do. I start going faster. Harder. Until my hips are pounding hers and my balls are slapping against her ass.
“Yes,” she moans. “Like that. I need it like that.”
Which I refuse to hear, or think about, or read into… fuck it. We’re fucking, that’s all this is. One night of weakness—
“Aiden,” she breathes. “Yes, Aiden. More. I need more.”
I go faster, hammering her with more force then I’ve used during sex before. Scooting her up the bed until her head is pressed against the wooded headboard and the whole bed is moving with us. Creaking and squeaking as it hits the wall in perfect rhythm of my thrusting cock.
She threads her fingers into my hair, pulling my face down to hers, and we kiss. Or try to, but our momentum and motion is too much to maintain contact.
“Come,” I tell her. “I need you to come.”
“Slow down,” she says, wiggling underneath me.
But I don’t want to slow down. Slow means something else and that’s not what this is. Lovemaking is slow. Fucking is fast.
But her legs wrap around my middle, squeezing me and preventing me from continuing my pounding.
“Yeah,” she says, when I give in. “Like that.”
‘Like that’ is… not fucking.
“Oh, God,” she says. “You feel so damn good inside me. Do it just like that.”
‘Like that’ is… slow, and careful, and perfect.
“Now kiss me, Aiden Edwards. Because I’m about to come all over your cock.”
I don’t want to kiss her. I know what’ll happen if I kiss her. I will—
“Oh, hell, yes,” she moans into my mouth. Because I’m already kissing her. And this time it’s perfect, like it was before. This time it’s real. It’s a kiss like no other.
And even though I want this whole encounter to be meaningless and just another knee-jerk reaction at the end of a long, sad day… I can’t quite talk myself into that. I can’t quite make myself believe the lie.
Because it’s not just that. It’s not just fucking.
This is Kali fucking Anderson and I have liked her since the day we met.
She bucks her back, digging her nails so far into the skin behind my neck, I’m certain she’s drawing blood. And she goes still, and stiff. Her mouth opens wide and I realize I’m still kissing her. But not just her mouth now, I’m kissing her neck. I’m nipping her earlobe, and the full weight of my body is pressed down on hers.
She moans, “God, yes,” into my ear, sending that chill up my spine once again as her pussy becomes slick with her release.
I’m still fucking her slow. Didn’t even realize it. Long, slow pushes combined with agonizing pull backs.
And then I’m there too.
I rise up, pulling out of her as I sit back on the bed. Hand reaching for my cock so I can pump the come out, aiming for her belly in the dark. But an instant later she’s on her knees in front of me. Hand on my chest, pushing me backwards. She takes my cock right out of my hand and the next thing I know her lips seal around my throbbing, swollen head and suck.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan.
Because that’s it for me.
My come spills all over her tongue and slides down her throat.
CHAPTER EIGHT – KALI
I swallow him. All of it. And he moans, and groans, and fists my hair so he can hold me in place until he’s finished. And then he lifts me off him, pushes me back onto the bed, and falls sideways on top of me.
“Shit,” he says, out of breath and heart beating fast against mine. “Shit,” he says again.
“Not what you expected?” I ask, curving my body into his as I close my eyes. His arm sneaks under my body and he holds me in a tight embrace.
“It was everything I expected,” he mumbles.
Oh. Not what I was going for, but OK. But instead of saying that I say, “I just wanna sleep now.”
He huffs out a breath that might be a smile mixed with a laugh. “Sure thing. No objections here.”
