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"Morning," I say, and just like I thought her movements halt. "You woke up before me."
She looks up at me, a smirk on her face. "I couldn't sleep. And after the way things went last night I thought you needed the extra. I take it you're better now?"
"Is your pussy swollen?"
"After last night, you should know already that it is."
"Then I feel much better."
She pushes me over, straddling me with her naked body. My hands travel to her hips, my cock stirring as it brushes along her center. "Good, because I'm not good at feelings and sensitive situations. Your little episode last night was equivalent to watching a horror film for me—scared the fucking life out of me. Mark my body as yours and yours only while you're here if that's what you want. Just don’t do that again. Or hell, use your cock like a sword and scar my pussy up for all I care, but I can't deal with that depressive pre-suicidal shit. I don't touch snakes, and I don't touch that shit either."
I smile. "You are nothing like your brother."
The look on her face says that she agrees. "I will never be like those two love-struck hornballs."
"What do you want to do today?"
My hands migrate north, stopping on her tits. I pinch her nipples hard, causing her back to arch on the escape of a moan, her hands gripping my shins. "I have plans," she says, not looking at me.
I flip us over, positioning myself on my knees between her legs. "We aren't doing this shit again. I told you the next two days are mine."
I grip her hip, lifting her body off the mattress, before submerging two fingers deep inside of her wet cunt. She moans, her hands gripping onto her tits. "Not something I can cancel." My thumb presses between her lips and goes straight for her clit. "Parents arriving."
Her breathing is heavy, her eyes rolling back in her head. "How long? I will share, not give up. I want you for myself. I'm an asshole remember?"
Removing my fingers, I quickly align my dick and thrust hard, placing my hand on her vacant hip, keeping her bottom half at my pelvic level, her shoulders and head lying as she looks up at me, barely any of her weight on the mattress. I begin pounding into her with rage, her pussy drooling on my cock with each hit deep inside. "Airport. Lunch," she pants, squeezing hard on her nipples, her mouth open and her head rolled back, giving me a view of that beautiful neck, veins protruding and enticing enough to bite. "Fuck," she whines, one hand descended until her finger is pressed against her clit. She starts rubbing. Fuck, she's going to get herself off.
A low growl sounds from my throat, causing me to thrust harder. I look at her, and she's looking at me, her legs moving from around my waist to her feet propped on top of my shoulders, her legs running down the front of my body. My hands move to grip the back of her thighs. "Hurt me," she says. "I like when you hurt me."
Fucking hell.
A knock sounds on the door. "T, you up? We have to pick up Mom and Dad from the airport. We need to leave soon," Saxton says through the door.
I impale my cock inside of her harder. "Not in this fucking lifetime," I whisper, not letting up at all. She's still rubbing her clit with one hand, squeezing her nipple with the other. She never answers as she clamps down on her lip to keep her mouth shut.
The knock sounds again. "T. Your music is on. Are you up?"
Because we fucking passed out from a sex coma and never turned it off last night . . .
I press the pad of my thumb against her wetness surrounding that perfect little pussy, and move down to press it into her ass. "Shit, Bryant."
Just as she begins to come and clench around my dick, her smothered moans slipping from her tight lips, the door flies open to Saxton standing in the room. "T!" He stops dead in his step, looking at us. "Goddammit, Bryant!"
"This is becoming a habit," I grit out, still pounding against her sweet, hot pussy.
"Dammit, Saxton," Tynleigh yells and her hands try to cover herself.
Saxton slams the door shut, hollering through the wood. "Call me when you're fucking done. You can just meet us after." A loud bang sounds on the door, as if he kicked or punched it. "Next time lock the fucking door! I can't unsee that shit, motherfucker."
I can't stop, so close to my own release. Finally, my nuts tighten, before expelling everything built up inside of them into her pussy, my dick throbbing with each spurt, leaving me with a sense of relief. She tightens around me again, locking it all inside. "Fuck yeah, beautiful. Take it all."
I lower her to the bed, leaning down toward her, still between her legs without pulling out, our faces inches apart. "I thought you said you locked the door."
"The apartment door. I didn't think I needed to lock your bedroom door. No one else was home."
"He's going to fucking kill you this time," she says, her tone laced with laughter. "And there's not a damn thing I can do about it."
"It's a cause worth dying for," I return, trying to catch my breath.
