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“Aria.” He sighs. “You’re killing me.” But then he extends his hand, and I take it, and we walk through the woods like a couple. Like a real couple.
My house is only a ten-minute walk from the club house and we spend that time catching up on our week. He’s been busy with the redevelopment project, I’ve been busy with getting ready for finals. And just when I think he’s the height of self-control and this afternoon won’t turn out the way I planned, he pushes me behind a tree and kisses me on the mouth.
“Oh, God,” I moan into our kiss. “I’ve missed you so much this week.”
His hand slides underneath my skirt and finds that spot between my legs that drives me wild.
“I want your fingers inside me,” I beg.
“Let’s go inside,” he says. “Show me your room.”
I reluctantly back away and take his hand, pulling him. He hesitates, but only for a moment. Then we are practically running through my back yard. Past my old play set. Past my old play house. Past all the childish things I used to do here.
I open the French doors that lead to the dining room and he follows me in, not bothering to close them. And then we’re going up the stairs, his hand on my ass, pulling on my panties as we reach the second floor.
He pushes me against the wall, pressing his hard cock into my hips as he kisses my mouth. “We might not make it to the bedroom,” he says.
“Oh, no, mister. You’re not getting out of this house until you fuck me on my bed.”
He laughs and starts tugging me down the hall, searching for my room.
But it’s easy to find. There’s a princess tiara painted on the door with my name underneath.
“Oh, fuck. You do not have a—“ But then he pushes the door open and finishes his thought. “Yes, you do. You dirty little princess.”
I do have a princess room. I’m talking a full-on mural of my own private kingdom, a knight on a white horse, and a rainbow on the ceiling.
“Fuck me,” I say, walking over to the four-poster bed and turning around. “I wish you could tie me to this bed and show me what men really do with women in that position.”
He looks at me like he might eat me up. Or eat me out.
I make it easy for him. I kick off my sandals, slip my panties down my legs, and push them aside with my toes. Then I climb onto the bed, my feet resting on the bedrails, and open my legs.
“Hungry?” I ask.
He walks towards me untucking his shirt.
We’re going to fuck with clothes on, I already knew that. And he’s right. It’s sexy. Fucking with clothes on means you have limited time, you could get caught at any moment, or you can’t be bothered to care.
Either way, when he unbuckles his belt and opens his pants to grab his hard, thick cock, wetness begins to pool between my legs.
He takes a few steps towards me, closing the distance, and then places his hands on my knees and opens my legs wider.
I stare down at his cock, resting just above my pink bedspread, and rearrange my skirt. Then I look up into his eyes and say, “First time in this bed.”
He grabs my knees and jerks me forward so my ass is barely on the edge of the mattress, then grips my hips and slips his cock inside.
“Oh, God,” I moan. I’m getting used to him, but it still hurts a little every time he enters me. “You’re so big,” I say. “So big. Too big for me.”
“You’re a dirty little thing,” he says.
“Hey,” I coo. “You’re the one who wanted me to watch porn with you. All the girls say that and the guys love it. But here’s a secret,” I say, cupping my hand to my mouth. “You are too big, Ryker. You’re so big I can feel you pressing up against my stomach when you—“
He thrusts inside me with a grunt. Gripping my hips so tight, I can feel them bruising.
“Yes,” I moan. “Yes. Fuck me hard, and fast before we get caught. And this time,” I say, “come inside me. I want you to fuck me hard on my bed and come inside me and—“
He pounds me. Hard. He’s never taken me like this and I love it. I love it!
“Yes,” I say. “Harder. Faster. Make me come before my parents get home.”
He grabs my hair, seemingly out of control. But I’m not afraid. He’s never out of control. He pushes me so my back bounces on the mattress, and then pounds me so hard, there’s nothing but grunts and groans and the sound of his thighs slapping against mine.
“Come,” he commands. “Come, right now!”
