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Throwing the door open, I glare at the other woman, curling my lip in disgust. “What the fuck is your problem?” I demand, but I don’t wait for her to respond. “You can quit with the bullshit lies. The doors are thin enough both Chelsea and I heard your shit. I didn’t touch you last time I was here, and I don’t fuckin’ appreciate you starting shit. If I fucked you, I’d own up to it, but I didn’t. Now, stop trying to fuck with my ol’ lady’s head before I make you wish you never fuckin’ knocked on this door.”
“But . . .”
I take a menacing step in her direction, glowering. “Fuck off, bitch, I don’t want your rank ass pussy when I’ve got sweet and delicious in my bed.”
“Didn’t need to hear that shit,” Grinder growls.
“Get over it,” I sneer, step back and slam the door closed. Turning back to the bed, I notice Chelsea sitting up, her shirt back on and she’s biting her lip while looking . . . fuck, I don’t even know the best way of describing it. It’s like confliction, I suppose.
Without speaking, I stalk toward her while stripping my cut and shirt off. I lay them on the nightstand, empty my pockets, toe my boots off, and undo my jeans, letting them drop to the floor. Considering I don’t wear boxers, I crawl into bed naked.
“Lucky, what are you—”
She squeals as I yank her up and over me, not letting her finish her question. I make quick work of her shirt, unhooking her bra while I’m at it before she can protest. Once I have her topless, I roll her to her back, working the button and zipper of her jeans. Again, I get them off her without a word between us.
I settle between her bare thighs, caging her in with my arms on either side, and hold my weight up with my forearms.
“What are you doing, Lucky?” she finally asks and licks that sweet bottom lip of hers.
“I’m getting us ready for bed, baby, but first, I’m going to get inside you because I can’t fuckin’ wait,” I say, lining myself up with her already-soaked pussy.
“Lucky . . .”
“No, Chelsea, don’t. Don’t think. Don’t stop this. It’s happening. We’re inevitable, and there’s no going back. You’re mine, Chelsea, and I’m not letting you go. I’m done fuckin’ around,” I tell her as I sink inch by inch inside her ultra-tight walls of honey. I remember the last time I’d been inside her, and I know what I took from her. It’s why I fought so hard.
Chelsea moans and arches into me the more I give her, and I can’t help but groan when I’m fully inside her. I don’t know how I could be such a fuckhead for leaving her the way I did and wanting to end this. Nothing feels as good as this woman.
“Lucky,” she purrs.
Actually fucking purrs, and I love it.
Taking my time with her, I lean down, take one tit in my mouth, and she cries out her pleasure. The way her pussy convulses and clenches around me, it’s nearly my undoing. Switching to her other nipple, I toy with her and pick up my pace. I pull nearly all the way out and slam back inside her, thrusting home.
Chelsea cries out, digs her nails in my shoulders, and soon I have her coming. I grind my teeth together to keep from coming right alongside her. I’m not ready for that yet. I want to feel her come for me again first.
Without pulling from her heated depths, I roll us until she’s on top and straddling me.
“Ride me, brat,” I command, gripping her hips.
“I don’t know how,” she admits, and I know this because I know the truth. I’m the only one she’s been with. It makes me a total tool for what I did to her, but we’ll get past it.
“Just do what feels right, baby, move your hips,” I tell her and show her what I mean. After a minute, she gets the hang of it, and damn if she doesn’t rock my world.
Seeing her over me, those sweet tits of hers bouncing, she’s a vision that I’ll never forget.
“Oh God, Lucky, I’m gonna come.”
“Yeah, Chelsea, come on me baby. I wanna feel your pussy tighten on me as you cry out my name.” I grip her hips and start thrusting upward as she sinks down, giving her a completely different sensation than just riding me.
Chelsea does as I tell her to, but she doesn’t just cry out. She fucking screams my name, and it’s loud enough I know the whole damn building heard her.
My own release builds. I flip us so I’m on top and pounding inside her until the very last second when I pull out and jerk my cum on her belly.
It dawns on me I didn’t wear a condom with her, but I’m not worried about it, not with her. I know she’s on birth control, but still, I pulled out, out of habit. I have a rule and that’s never to come in a woman unless it’s her mouth. I already broke my main rule by not wearing a condom.
I know I could have easily come inside Chelsea, fuck, I wanted to, but it’s a habit. I never allow myself to shoot a load while inside a woman. Not even when they’re begging me to. I’m not about to fuck up and get a woman knocked up. Not when there’s no stability.
Dropping to my side, I lift up on my forearm with my free hand and start trailing a finger through my cum, drawing on her stomach. Lifting my gaze to hers, I grin, dip my head down, brush my lips against hers, then whisper, “Now, we’re gonna go to sleep.”
