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My heart rate skyrockets. Hard and fast. Something I don’t mind. Fast can be fucking amazing, and hard is my fav.
“Fuck Cherry.” Simon pants, kissing a trail down my neck. I drag my eyes open and see that we are, in fact, in a bedroom. His bedroom. It’s huge, with a king-size bed, chunky dark timber furniture, and his own little living area with a couch, TV, entertainment centre, and even a mini-fridge in the corner. “I’ve missed you.” His words draw my attention away from his room.
“I’ve missed you too. So fucking much.” I pant back, my blood searing under my skin as he slips his thigh between my legs, pushing against my clit. Oh, dear lord, Kitty loves that. It's a good amount of pressure. Not gentle, and neither are his teeth as they nip at my shoulder while his fingers slide the shoestring straps off my shoulders.
Pulling back a little, Simon’s heated gaze travels to my chest as he peels down the top of the leopard skin fabric, exposing my aching tits.
“Fuck Cherry. No bra?”
I grin and shake my head. “Not tonight.” I bite the corner of my lip as I watch Simon’s eyes dissolve into lust drunk pools as he stares at the heavy flesh of my breasts before diving down to suck my nipple into his mouth.
My moan is loud, and if Sandra can hear me, then I don’t fucking care. Let her hear how her son makes me feel loved. Kitty turns ravenous then, and I fear I might come just by riding Simon’s leg. I can’t stop myself from grinding down, from throwing my head back, and revelling in the feel of his tongue flicking over my nipple as his hand runs up my bare thigh, slipping under the dress and lifting the fabric until the cool air of the room meets my flesh.
With my dress now bunched around my waist, Simon grazes his fingers over my bare hips and freezes, letting go of my nipple with a pop to look at me in confusion. I grin. I know what he’s discovered. Leaning back, Simon looks down between our bodies to see the bare flesh of my Kitty riding the fabric of his denim-clad thigh.
“Fuck. No panties either?”
“Nope.” I grin, even though he doesn’t see it. He’s too busy looking at my pussy.
“So, you are gonna sit through dinner with my mum with no panties on?”
“Looks like it.”
His eyes flick back to mine. “I fucking love you!”
A laugh bursts free right before Simon claims my lips again, his kiss messy and fevered and fucking perfect. He moves back, and my hands come between us as I work his fly open, desperate to feel his hardness in my grip. As soon as I have his jeans tugged down over the globes of his arse, I find what I’m looking for and moan into his mouth. His dick is so hard that it feels like his skin is going to split open. I need it inside me now.
Hitching my legs up, I direct him to my entrance, and despite how fucking aroused he is, he breaks our kiss and pulls back with concern.
“Cherry. I wasn’t going to do this. You’re still healing.”
“I don’t care. I need you, Simon. I need this. I’ll tell you if I need you to stop.” I pant, desperate and horny, pressing the head of his cock to my opening.
“Wait!” He yells, and my eyes widen as I stiffen.
“What?”
“Condom.” He hisses between clenched teeth. His face pained as he looks at the head of his cock, nudging eagerly for entry.
“Shit. Sorry, I got a little carried away.” And that I did. I wasn’t even thinking about safety, just need and want.
Looking back at my face, Simon’s lip quirks up at the corner before he leans in and pecks my nose. “No need to be sorry, Cherry. It’s not just you who’s getting carried away.”
Simon drops my leg and takes a step back, raising a finger as he moves. “Simon says, stay right there. I wanna fuck you up against my wall.”
I grin. Fuck yeah, I’m staying here, and thankfully he doesn’t keep me waiting long, darting over to his drawers and pulling out the condom, slipping it on as he walks back, before grabbing my leg and lifting it again, opening me to him.
“Are you sure, Cherry?”
I nod like I’m having a seizure, and he chuckles.
“Simon says, let’s fuck.”
With agonisingly slow movement, Simon eases through my folds, past my entrance and stretches me as he buries himself, inch by inch. I can’t hold back my gasp when the pain hits as Simon becomes fully seated inside me. His back stiffens, and his eyes fly to mine in alarm, but I shake my head and whisper.
“It’s fine. Keep going.”
He doesn’t look convinced, and I think he’s about to pull out when his fingers move to my clit and start working their magic while he remains completely still deep inside me.
