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“One more, Kitten. I want you coming on my cock when I finish inside you.”
My words do the trick and push her over the edge. Her whimper of pleasure surrounds me, snapping the tight control I’ve held onto. I bury myself in her one last time before letting go. The orgasm’s so strong, dark specks dance in my vision, as I collapse on top of her, kissing her slowly until we both return to earth.
“Mm…” she moans, savoring our kiss. “That was…” she trails off, her thoughts still not firing at normal speed.
With my cock still buried inside of her at half mast, if she makes those noises again, we’ll be going for round two before I can get this soiled condom off. I punctuated that thought with a thrust.
“You keep up those noises—we’re not going to get any sleep tonight.” Rocking against her draws the very sounds to which I was referring. “That’s it. By morning, you’ll be as addicted to my cock as I am to this pussy.” Slamming home again, rock hard, my cum drips down my balls, overflowing the condom and onto her creamy ass. Her whimpers snap my hips forward again, mentally storing away the fact that my girl loves dirty talk. The mess I’m creating is both unintentional, because I just can’t pull away yet, and intentional, because I like the idea of my seed marking her. She’ll smell like me until she showers, and if I have it my way, she’ll walk around all day without one. As much as I want to fuck her again, the condom’s about to fall off, and I don’t want to take advantage of her when she’s half crazed for sex. As her hips lift to take me deeper, I place a firm hand on her hip, stopping her gliding motion. “Hold on a sec, Kitten.” Slipping out of her tight warmth is the biggest test of self-control. “Let me get rid of this and get a new one. One round is definitely not enough of that sweet pussy.” My words accomplish my goal, encouraging her back to bow while spreading her legs and exposing her swollen, glistening cunt. “Jesus.” I groan and roll the new condom on quickly, settling between her legs again.
The next couple of hours are pure bliss. After four rounds, we had to stop because we ran out of condoms, but I could have gone all night with her. Avery cuddles as I pull her tightly against my side, her leg gliding across mine, and stopping over my hard-on. How he still has energy is beyond me because I’m exhausted. And by the quiet snores sounding against my chest, we sapped all of Avery’s energy, too.
No matter how tired I am, or how my lids droop, sleep eludes me. As I lay in the darkness, shadows dancing around an unfamiliar room, I can’t help but feel as if my life has profoundly changed. The moment I met Avery, something washed over me, settling the other part of my soul. A connection I’ve never felt. And all this after one date—one day.
Don’t get me wrong, it was one hell of a first date, but doesn’t it take over twenty-four hours to fall in love?
The four-letter thought has my eyes rolling to the back of my head at my internal idiotic ramblings. Definitely getting too far ahead of myself. My brothers will never let me live this shit down. They’ll notice how whipped I am immediately.
Shit!
I forgot to message my brother to let him know I was staying out. He knew about my date with Avery, so he probably assumes we’re together, but we have a check-in system when we’re on location. Ever since Cash’s encounter with a fan, it’s a requirement we all agreed upon.
Avery’s completely out, so she doesn’t shift when I slide out from underneath her in search of my jeans. Sure enough, once I fish my phone free from my pocket, the screen lights up with missed calls and texts from my brothers. Each one checking in for an update and getting pissed that I’ve not responded.
Not bothering to put clothes on before I slip out of her room and into the bathroom to give Liam a call. Even though it’s close to three in the morning, I know he’ll be up reading.
Sure enough, he answers on the second ring. “Bout damn time. We’ve been calling and texting you all night. What the fuck, bro?”
“Shit, I know. I’m sorry.”
Liam, never one to hold a grudge, jumps right into the thick of things. “Date went well then, huh?” The chuckle that laces his words is sarcastic as hell. “Knew I should have claimed her first.”
Anger shoots like fire through my veins. “Shut the fuck up. She’s not someone you canclaim.” I’m aware of the irony, because I smearedmycum all over her ass to do just that. Claim her. Mark her asmine.
He doesn’t cower, only laughs harder. “Shit, bro. Calm the fuck down. I can get my own tail. I’m just fucking with you.” His laughter dies down some, but I know that’s not where he’s going to leave it. As soon as he starts the next sentence, my eyes roll to the back of my head, knowing the bullshit is about to start. “So… you’re whipped already, huh?” His hysterics begin again.
“Tell the rest of the assholes that I’m fine.”
“Better than fi—”
They know where I am now, which is exactly why I hung up. There’s no reason to listen to his shit.
Besides, there’s a couple of hours before I’ve got to get to set, and with all the fun we had tonight, work is the last thing on my mind.
When I slip back into bed, she immediately turns to tuck against me. I could get used to this in my life. The last few years have been rocky. Dating someone in the same profession hasn’t fared well. It took too long to notice her poisonous behavior. And I definitely should have listened to my brothers’ advice when they said not to fuck her last week, during the afterparty of an event—but was too hammered to care.
Now that I’ve met Avery, guilt weighs heavily on my gut, as if I’ve strayed and cheated. The thought is dramatic, but true. Plus, since then, it’s renewed my ex’s hope. She hasn’t stopped calling and texting, which accounted for half of my missed messages, asking where I was and if I wanted to stop by. I haven’t replied to a single one. The only time I see her is at work, when there are too many people around for her to approach or cause a scene. My brothersalsowarned against accepting this role. To a point, I agreed, but the role was perfect. That she’s playing my opposite sucks, but she’s the up-and-coming right now.
The idea of giving her any of my time above Avery is unsettling. Especially since I’m not ready to tell the girl in my arms what I do for a living. It’s nice that my date thinks I’m “normal” for once.
On and on, thoughts plague me through the night. Honesty is always the right way to go, but the uncertainty of her reaction causes my tongue to tie.
Soft vibrations catch my attention, signaling our time is over and work is calling. A soft groan vibrates my chest, as I slip from Avery’s warmth again. Her soft snores continue uninterrupted as she snuggles the warm pillow in my absence.
Once I’m dressed, I hesitate to wake her, but also don’t want to leave without a word. She’d think the worst of me. In the end, I lean toward her. “Kitten.” I whisper, not wanting to startle her. “Kitten.”
Nothing. She’s completely out. A smirk forms on my lips as my chest puffs with pride. I did this to her. After insuring she’s covered and warm, I stand, shifting my semi-hard cock, and head to the kitchen.
On the counter, next to the dishwasher, a pen and paper stare back at me—just what I need to leave her a note. The pen pauses, not knowing what to say.Thanks for the enjoyable night.Not a chance. Instead, my words are the corniest that I’ve ever written, and I don’t regret them one bit.
