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“Do you know how long I’ve wondered about what it’d be like to sleep with you?”
I slow my thrusts more. “How long?”
“Since you kicked me out the first time. I wished you had taken me to your office and let me seduce you.”
And slower.
Our words release between pants.
“Seduce me at eighteen?”
Her hips tilt up and grind against my cock. “Just because I was a teenager didn’t mean I was a virgin … didn’t mean I wasn’t attracted to you. I imagined you fucking me better than this.”
“Oh, really?” I fuck her harder.
Her arms shoot up. “Yes, just like that.”
“Always getting your way.”
Satisfaction lights up her gorgeous face.
I quicken my thrusts while struggling to last as long as possible, but her dirty talk isn’t helping.
“Yes, just like that.”She moans.“Oh my God. Don’t stop.”
With every word, I pound harder.
With every moan, I grow closer.
The bed creaks, hitting the wall, and our moans are so loud. I wouldn’t be surprised if the people downstairs hear us.
Let them know who she belongs to.
All I care about is the beautiful woman underneath me—pleasing her, making her happy, making her mine if for only one night.
I flick her clit with the tip of my finger.
“I’m close,” she breathes out.
Seconds later, her back arches as she screams out my name.
Four thrusts later, I’m spent, spilling out into the condom, and, “Fuck, baby,” leaves my lips as they meet hers.
* * *
“I was goingto call off my wedding,” Sierra says the moment we drop to our backs.
Fuck.
She couldn’t even give a man a minute to catch his breath before throwing that bomb on him.
I still. “What?”
“The night before my wedding, when I came to the bar, it was to tell you I was calling it off.”
Chills hit me, and I remain silent while turning on my side, my eyes traveling over her naked body. I imagined her being in my bed so many times, jacked off on these very sheets as my imagination grew wild, but never did those include conversations about her marriage.
I should’ve stopped her from marrying him. We should’ve ended the game we played for years. I would’ve never seen her in my bar with an engagement ring wrapped around her finger, and she’d never have watched me fuck another woman. We suffered and risked our happiness out of fear. If we had skipped the games, we would’ve been here years ago.
