Page 30 of Her Forbidden Prize


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Her thighs are sweaty, and the slide of skin against skin adds another layer of arousal.

She gasps as I cup her soft, pretty tits in my hands.

“Oh…Jesse…how are you still hard?”

I answer with a hard upward thrust of my hips.

“Look down. That’s you and me. That’s us.”

I want Mariam to see what I’m seeing. She obeys, and her gaze goes to where I’m looking, where our bodies are joined. I take in every pink, messy, swollen inch of it.

And then I reach down and thumb her clit.

She arches her back and rides my dick until our shared release blows the goddamn doors off.

* * *

Sugar.

Mariam and I both need to rehydrate and eat something sweet.

“Stay here. I’ll go get us a snack,” I tell her.

Of course, she doesn’t listen.

Still, I don’t mind watching her pad barefoot around my kitchen in nothing but one of my flannels hanging just above her knees. She’s adorable in it, and I plan to give it to her to take home as a corny memento of our date.

But what if I don’t want this date to end, like, ever?

I haul some cheese and bread from the fridge while Mariam cuts up a banana with peanut butter and Nutella.

She laughs as we nibble from the spread that covers half the kitchen island. “Look at this mess. Did we have sex, or did we get high?”

“Speaking of,” I say, filling two cups of water from the cooler and handing her one. “Here.”

“Yuck, I hate plain water,” she says.

I shrug. “Well, that’s it, then. Goodbye.”

“Shut up,” she snorts. “I hate the taste; I can’t help it.”

“Have you tried cucumbers?” Without waiting for an answer, I slice some up, trim the skins from the edges, and toss the slices into her glass.

“I’ve seen people do this, but it looks pretentious,” she says.

I give her the sternest gaze I can muster, and she drinks. “Oh wow, I like this,” she says.

“You can’t live on Diet Dr. Pepper alone if you’re going to live with me,” I say.

Her eyebrows raise. “Live with you?”

Is there any going back from that?

“Fine. I’ll say it. I don’t want you to leave. Tomorrow or the next day.”

She cocks her head and sips her water. “Nice fantasy. But I have a job? A business? An apartment in town?”

“I didn’t say it was a reasonable or a rational wish.”

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