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Luna’s legs are spread around my waist. Her cotton sweatpants and panties separate what would be the easiest entry into her pussy. I tighten my hand in her hair, arching into her with each fevered kiss, and the friction of my cock against her pussy is heating us both.
“Donnelly.” It’s a pleading, don’t stop Donnelly. She’s scared I’m gonna hit the brakes.
Arousal is swirling around us, and I tuck her even closer to my body. I could say I’m drunk on her, but I’m not out of my mind. There is hot, sex-fueled intent in everything I’m doing. I grind into her. She claws against me. My pulse is thudding all the way to my hardened cock.
Be patient.
Don’t break another promise to her dad (again).
Wait for her.
These phrases are lost in the steam. Devoured whole by me, and it’s not desire consuming all logic, all thought. It’s all of me—Paul Donnelly—realizing those phrases aren’t rightly made for someone like me, for the cockroaches who aren’t gonna count on tomorrow when you know you already have this moment. And it might be the only one.
I’m not wasting anything.
I’ve never been good at that.
If I were, I would’ve never gone down on Luna two years ago. And some people might say they’re mistakes I keep making over and over again, but if they’re mistakes, then why don’t I regret them more?
I kiss her stronger, her cries of pleasure driving me to an edge, and I wrestle down her sweats with her panties.
“Donnelly.” I hear the wait in my name this time.
I pause, both of us breathing hard. Her lips are reddened, her hair ruffled. She’s trying to read my gaze. “Are you…are you sure?”
“Not if you aren’t.”
“I would…” Luna glances down at my hands holding her thighs, her black panties half torn down and in my grasp. “I want to more than anything, but not if you’re going to be upset you broke your promise.”
“I won’t be. And I doubt it’ll come up in conversation anyway.” It’s not like her dad has to know. He doesn’t even know I’ve fucked his daughter once already. Or eaten her out before that. There’s a part of me that believes if I wanted, I could get away with murder.
It’s the part that I’m sure annoys the shit outta him.
It’s the part that I should learn to shut off, but I’m selling my soul every second I’m back in South Philly with my dad, so the least I could do is return to my soul by being with Luna.
Give myself that.
And I do.
She nods me on, and I tear her pants and underwear off. I kiss her more urgently, and she grips my shaft and tugs. Breath heavies in my chest.
I hold her round face with both hands again. “I’m about to fuck you so deep and slow, you’ll be on a high for days. You want that?”
“I need that. I can’t survive without you.” A moan is strangled in her throat while I rock forward a little. “Pleaseplease.”
My muscles are searing, and I plant a hand on the foggy mirror behind her head. My other palm is against the small of her back, my pierced cock edging up against her smooth folds. I nip her earlobe with my teeth, and her whimper grips me tighter as I whisper, “Your pussy is mine. No one else is allowed inside.”
No one.
“Yesyes.” She trembles. “Please. I need you…” She claws at my back. “Donnelly. I’ll die if you don’t fuck me.” She’s squirming in my hold, and I pin her more to the counter.
“I’m never letting you die,” I whisper against her lips. “If I have to fuck you all night long, I will.”
Her needy arousal hitches her breath. “Fuck me. Fuckme.”
My muscles flex into hotter bands. I want this to last so fucking long, but my cock is dying to be buried in her wetness. I slide my hand along her soft inner thigh, the one I tattooed, and then between them. She’s already so swollen and soaked. I circle her clit, and her back arches with a gasp.
“I need…” she pants, and veins swell in my shaft. Thrusting inside Luna is a primal urge that’s gripping me, but I prolong the seconds. “…you have to fuck me twice a day…and I need.” She struggles to catch her breath. “I need you.”
I whisper against her ear, “I’m gonna fuck you alive.”
“Please,” she whimpers. “Donnelly.”
While we look into one another, I position my tip in Luna and I flex into her—inch by deep inch. I slip inside her pussy. A groan is knotted in my lungs. Her mouth parts with sharp breath, and I eat up her overcome expression.
“You better hold on and take me,” I rasp, my muscles searing, and she responds with a moan and a nod. Sweat already glistens along my skin, her skin. I clutch her hip and pump deeper, pull out slower. Deep and slow. In and out. “You feel how I’m fucking you?” I thrust again, again, then grip her face while her head tries to loll. “Stay with me, space babe. You wanna survive, you’ve got to take all of me.”
