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He hadn’t, so far, but whether he’d keep up his good behavior or not was up for debate.
Brianna ate at her leisure, and then I took the tray and plates to the kitchen, where I cleaned up breakfast. She showered and got dressed, and soon enough, we were ready to go. During the drive to Montgomery Manor, she held my hand over the center console, not saying a word. She didn’t need to. The silence between us was a comfortable one.
Brianna leaned her head back on the headrest, her multi-colored hair still damp. She tossed a quick glance at me, and then a mischievous smirk tugged at her lips. She pulled my hand toward her, setting it on her inner thigh.
I had to lean a bit toward her, keeping one hand on the wheel as she brought my hand closer. The tip of my dick twitched when she released my hand and guided it between her legs. I could feel her clit through her leggings; she wore no panties under them, and the leggings themselves were quite thin.
I knew better than to ask questions, so I kept my mouth shut. Two of my fingers began to stroke the area over her clit, and Brianna let out a satisfied sigh, spreading her legs somewhat, though she never took her hand off mine.
After how much we went at it last night, I was surprised she wanted more. Then again, I could always go for another round with her.
I drove us through Eastcreek, and all the while, I continued to rub her clit. It grew swollen after a few minutes, and she started to rock her hips as much as she could, given her position. Soft, breathy moans came from her every now and then, telling me I was doing something right.
I bet her pussy was wet right now. I hated that I couldn’t pull off the side of the road and fuck her against my car; people would see. Really, I was only getting her nice and wet for Alistair or Gareth.
Brianna bit her bottom lip, her chest heaving with heavy breaths now, and right as I pulled us into the long drive that led to Montgomery Manor, she came with a shudder. Her body spasmed, her head lolled back, and her eyes slammed shut. She cried out a loud sound, breathing even harder now, her cheeks beautifully flushed.
It was only when we rolled up to the front door of the house that Brianna released my hand from its duty, though she didn’t get out of the car right away. She turned those pretty gray eyes to me and batted her eyelashes, begging even before she asked, “Do you want to come in for a bit?” An invitation to fuck her one last time today.
Well, how the hell was I supposed to say no? I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could: I shut off the car and got out with her, followed her to the massive front door, and walked inside right behind her.
The same moment the front door latched shut, Brianna whirled on me. It took my mind a few seconds to catch up, and by that time she was already working on undoing my pants.
Ah, she literally wanted to fuck me right now. I was A-Okay with that.
I brought both hands to her neck, spinning us so that I had her pinned against the wall. My hands dropped to roam over her body, and I pushed against her tits once before letting them drop to her hips, where I jerked down her leggings, not stopping until they were at her ankles—which she then kicked off.
Our mouths found each other’s, and I did my best to finish getting myself out. I hoisted her up, never losing the taste of her lips, and got her hips right where they needed to be. My cock had turned to steel during the ride over—how could it not, with me rubbing her swollen clit through her leggings? Feeling how much she wanted me, bringing her to an orgasm so easily, so quickly… let’s just say my cock needed no help in finding its destination.
I pushed into her and filled her up with a single thrust, and Brianna tore her mouth off mine to cry out. She wrapped both arms around my neck to help hold herself up, her legs on either side of me. I kept a good hold of her outer thighs as I pounded away at her pussy.
Fuck yeah. She was wet, so unbelievably ready to take a good fucking.
The best thing was no one was there to stop us. Not Alistair or Gareth. It was just Brianna and me… and the way her cunt accepted every single thrust. It was like her body was made for my cock.
I kissed her again before whispering, “You’re so fucking hot, Brianna. You make me go insane.”
That, I think, was an understatement. Insane wasn’t the half of it. I’d wanted to pack up and leave once I’d saved up enough, once I could be reasonably sure I could run and Alistair would never find me, but here I was, in his damned house, fucking the same girl he did, fucking the same girl that little asshole did. When it came to Brianna, I couldn’t think straight. As long as I had her, nothing else mattered.
Her mouth found mine again in a response that, though wordless, told me enough. As insane as she made me, the opposite was true. I drove her crazy to the point where she couldn’t think straight, either.
Pressure built in my lower half, my balls swaying with every thrust of my hips. I was seconds from coming, I could feel the orgasm building and building, growing stronger—until someone ruined it.
I’d give you one guess as to who it was.
Gareth rounded the corner further down the hall, and his brown-haired head whipped in our direction moments after. His sneering gaze saw us fucking against the wall, and he hid his displeasure behind a smirk as he took his time in strolling over to us, eyeing us up all the while.
I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The orgasm might’ve gotten pushed away, but I could find it again. Like fuck would I let Gareth get in the way of me finding my release inside the tight, wet cunt of this girl.
“Well, well, well,” Gareth spoke once he reached our side. He leaned an elbow on the wall, propping his head against it, his green eyes on Brianna behind his glasses. “How’s that old man dick treating you, Bri? Is it hitting you in all the right places? Maybe you should just tell my uncle to get the fuck out of here so I can give you what you need.”
Old man dickwas his latest insult of choice, but I wouldn’t let it bother me. Right now, I was inside Brianna, not him. He could, quite literally, go fuck himself.
I thrust into her roughly after that to drag out a low moan from her, and I turned my head toward Gareth and gave him a tight-lipped smile. “Why don’t you go upstairs? Or outside? Literally anywhere but here. We both know you’re just jealous I’m inside her and you’re not.”
Did I fuck Brianna extra hard after that? You betcha. Had to make a point to Gareth.
“Please, if I wanted to, I could take her from you and show you how to really fuck her good,” Gareth growled out the words, prickly, though his irritation wavered when Brianna’s eyes opened in his direction.
