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Every pull has me ravenous, and when my finger glides easily in and out of her wet pussy, I slip in another finger, fully fucking her now.

“Oh my God. Oh my God,” she repeats on a loop, her head thrashing every which way.

I pull my teeth off her little bud and lift up just to look at her.

Beautiful.

So fucking beautiful.

I hide my face in the crook of her neck, groaning when her arms wrap themselves around my shoulders, her fingernails running up the nape of my neck. Her body continues to sing for me, her hips rocking to the tempo of my fingers. My teeth latch onto her earlobe, biting hard on her flesh before releasing it from my grip just to lick the sweat off her hot skin.

Sky is so enraptured with how her body has sprung to life, she doesn’t even register my father’s footsteps walking up the stairs, approaching the hall just outside her room. She’s so fucking primed to coming undone that all it’s going to take is one flick of the wrist to get her there. The devil on my shoulder screams for me to push her over the cliff, let her scream out her bliss and have my father hear her come on my fingers. She would never live it down and he’d blow a fucking casket—two birds, one stone.

But in the end, it’s not the devil in me that pulls my strings. It’s something else. Something that I refuse to acknowledge but fall prey to its wants anyway. Just as I add more pressure to her clit and she gasps out in ecstasy, her big silver eyes widening and meeting mine, I crash on top of her and catch her orgasmic cry with my mouth. I swallow it whole as her body shakes and trembles with the almighty orgasm I ripped out of her. I groan with how sweet she tastes as she continues to convulse underneath me, chasing the high I gifted her for all its extent. Her perky nipples stab my chest, her hot core scorching the tip of my fingers, making me hallucinate with images of licking her clean with my tongue.

It’s only the faraway sound of my father’s bedroom door closing that snaps me awake from the lurid fantasy. As if someone turned the lights on in my chaotic brain, I jump off her, my hands twitching at my sides.

My Adam’s apple bobs as I stare at the beautiful mess I’ve made of her, wishing I could do it all over again. Sky struggles for breath as she stares at me in confusion, her legs wide open and so fucking inviting that it takes inhumane effort to walk away from her like this.

“Noah—”

“And I’m the one who’s pathetic, huh? You came like a fucking Fourth of July fireworks show, and I barely touched you. Next time, look in the fucking mirror before you ever judge me again, Sky. Girls in glass houses should think twice before throwing stones.”

The hurt in her eyes should make me ecstatic, but all it does is make me feel like shit. Without another word, I turn around and rush out her room, not sparing her a second look. When I’m finally in the safety of my bedroom, I lean against the door, grabbing my chest to try and slow my rapid heartbeat. But as I look down at the hand grasping my t-shirt, I see and smell her juices still glistening all over my fingers.

Call it a moment of weakness.

Call it fucking insanity.

Call it whatever the fuck you want, but I’m too on edge to make sense of what I do next.

I shove the hand that just toyed with her most sacred of places into my mouth and suck my fingers clean, all the while using my other hand to free my hard cock from its restraints. Images of Sky on her back, riding my hand, assault me as I thrust into my closed fist.

I see it all in my mind’s eye so fucking clearly—as if she used a jagged blade to carve it into my memory, making sure it filled all the dark and empty corners of my brain.

I remember everything.

Every fucking detail.

The way I licked the bead of sweat that fell from her brow as she let me have my way with her. I can still hear the sound of her soft sighs of elation as her body eagerly responded to my forbidden touch, almost as if it was fucking built for me and me alone. My chest tightens as I relish in the way her spine arched up to meet my fingers, her greedy little cunt riding them like a pro. I pump myself faster with the memory playing on a loop in my head, and before I know it, I’m coming with her name on my lips.

Sky.

Sky.

Sky.

I look at the mess I’ve made on my hand and slam my head back repeatedly on the door, forcefully shutting my eyes closed, wishing I could shut her out as easily.

Fuck.

She’s right.

I am fucking pathetic.

Because in this very minute, I realize what was in front of me all along.

It’s not using my fists on some jackass’s jaw that gives me a rush like this.

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