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My heart lurched when I thought about Sarah being gone, but I knew that time was fast approaching. There was no other choice. As soon as I had my full plan for resolving the familial differences, we would be over and go our separate ways.
Sarah stood in the hallway in front of me and paused. I wondered what she stopped for. Wasn’t she tired and ready for bed? I sure was. It took me a second to realize she didn’t know what bedroom to go into, mine or the spare one. I grabbed her elbow gently and led her into my room, the master bedroom. Sarah looked around in her sleepiness and waited for me to tell her which side was hers. I tucked her in, and a wave of tenderness washed over me when she snuggled deep into my duvet. When I crawled into bed on my side, Sarah rolled away from me and mumbled goodnight. I fell asleep, determined to enjoy our moments, and ignored the lingering sadness of not being able to have her in my future.
The next morning, I woke up early and looked around the sun-soaked room. I’d never had another person stay here, except for my employees who lived in the small house adjacent. Sarah’s pale body was lit in the early morning sun as she slept beside me. Her arm was strewn across my stomach, and the curve of her ass and breasts moved slowly in rhythmic sleep.
I reached over and stroked her soft skin, and she rolled over and lodged both arms around me, still sleeping. My cock was instantly alert and ready for her, just with the mere touch. I longed to rub it on her ass and feel her pussy as it opened in arousal. I remained still, though, unsure if she would welcome that sort of affection. My cock throbbed painfully, begging for release, and I debated stroking it right there, next to this goddess’ body. I nearly went through the ceiling when Sarah’s finger shifted and accidentally touched the side of my shaft. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked confused for a second.
“Hey,” she said sleepily. Her fingers remained still and rested slightly on my stiff shaft. Did she even know what she was doing to me? I imagined pinning her down and taking her hard. If she were any other woman, I’d just go for it. They had all been with me for one reason only, anyway. Money. And I’d been with them for one reason, so it worked out. I bought them a shiny bauble, and they sucked my dick whenever I pleased. That type of encounter seemed trivial and trite after last night, though, and so I remained still and waited.
Sarah glanced down and registered my erectness against her hand. She moved her fingers slowly, in a circular motion at the base of my shaft. Her touch was feather-light, and the arousal it caused me was as powerful as if she were pumping my cock in her fist. I moaned softly. Sarah’s slender fingers teased my shaft, one at a time, and I felt my cock spurt a strand of precum.
“I want you,” I said. My confidence sounded real, even to me. I didn’t feel my usual poise, though. What I felt was something I’d never experienced in bed before—nervousness and excitement at the prospect of what was to happen.
Sarah remained silent as her fingers continued to play with my erection. I stayed immobile and waited. If this was the past, I would have already mounted the woman in question and be balls deep in her, but not with Sarah. I wanted to make sure she got as much out of it as I did.
“I thought you said you wanted me,” Sarah whispered.
She rolled onto her back and opened her legs wide, revealing her plump, wet folds. That was all the invitation I needed to pull me out of my paralysis. I pulled myself on top of her and caressed her milky breasts one at a time. My hands roamed down her taut stomach, and before long, I had two fingers slid deep inside her pussy. I could barely contain myself. I knew I had to get her off first, but my cock begged for release so insistently that I wasn’t sure I could hold off much longer. Inserting my shaft to the hilt in Sarah seemed more like a need for survival than pleasure in the state I was currently in. I’d never wanted to get off so desperately in someone before, and I’d never wanted to feel the intimate connection I felt with Sarah, with anyone else. I fingered her slit slowly at first and more aggressively as my lust grew. My thumb found her clit, already engorged, and began working it in circles. She moaned and closed her eyes, and it was all I could do not to climax right then and there. When Sarah bit her lip and got hotter inside, I knew I’d found the right rhythm. I continued fingering her and massaging her clit as her pussy spasmed and got wetter. I lowered my mouth to her, and my suction took her over the edge. Sarah cried out and arched her back as she came, her hot liquid spilling onto my lips and hand. I lapped at her slit as her orgasm crested, desperate to swallow all of her climax.
When I was certain she was done, I mounted her. I pinned her arms down and slid my cock deep inside her. Last night, I’d been gentle with her, but this time, I ran on animalistic behavior. I shoved my wide girth into her to the hilt and gasped. I needed to get off on her, to feel her hot release all over my cock. Our hips ground together as she lifted hers to meet my thrusts. Her pussy spasmed as I leaned into her, and I knew I was hitting the right nerves. I pulled her to me harder, my strong arms lifting her partway from the bed as I fulfilled a need I didn’t even know I had before last night. Nothing else mattered while I was deep inside this woman—not the familial war, our safety, nothing. All that mattered was that I fulfilled this desire, this lust for her.
Sarah moved in sync with me, and her whimpers and my guttural moans of pleasure filled the room. My left hand cradled and protected her head as my right arm held her up for me to get deeper leverage. My moans turned to deep cries as I felt my cock spasm and prepare for its release. Sarah’s wet folds spasmed tightly around me as she came, and the hot wetness that surrounded my shaft was all it took. I gathered her to me, pulling her like a ragdoll from the bed as I exploded deep inside her. I slammed my cock into her over and over again as my seed released and spilled out of her. It felt like I was having an out-of-body experience—my unleashing was so intense. Sarah’s screams and my gruff howls filled the room. I thrust into her until every last drop from my balls was expelled. Sarah clung to my neck as I manipulated her body for my carnal lust. Only once my cock was softening did I release her onto the bed gently. She pulled me down onto her, and we lay like that till we both breathed normally.
“Wow,” was all I said as I rolled beside her.
“Yeah. Wow,” she echoed.
Sarah remained silent for a second. “So, what do we do now?” she asked finally.
“What do you mean? That’s kind of a loaded question.”
“Well, with the families, us, everything. I’m pretty sure you never intended to have sex with me.” Her usually confident voice cracked.
“The family situation I’m working on, and, as for us—I don’t know. It seems impossible for this to continue after the family aspect is fixed. I mean, I’m not in that world, nor do I want to be, but also, how would Alex and your dad react if they knew? And also, the age difference… You have your whole life ahead of you, and I’m older already,” I said.
Sarah nodded and bit her lip. “Yeah, fine. I’m young, and our families suck. I get it. Best we end it now, then?”
“Yeah, it is. Or at least as soon as we’re able to come out of hiding. If there’s a chance for this,” I gestured to our bodies with my hand, “I think we should do it while we can. While we’re still here together. Just my opinion…” I grinned.
Sarah laughed, but her eyes remained sad. “Yeah,” she said gamely. “That was amazing.”
I got up and made bacon and eggs for breakfast. I forced myself to whistle as I cooked. After all, we weren’t apart yet, and there was no sense in burdening Sarah with my feelings for her. She agreed with me that it was best to end it, and so, end it we would. But for now, I was determined to be happy.
Sarah ate her food silently, and I wondered if I had said something wrong. She knew this could never work, right? It’s not like she’d been looking for a replacement for my brother the day I’d rescued her in front of my parent’s gate.
“You okay?” I asked her as she cleared the plates. She smiled and nodded.
“Yeah, I just want this over. I can’t handle the stress of it all.”
“You mean our families?” I asked.
“That and us and being isolated and forced to look like someone else and just all of it…” her voice trailed off.
“I understand,” I said, but I wasn’t sure I really did. Here I was hoping it would take longer to resolve our family feud, and it seemed like she wanted it to be over so she could be gone.
“What’s your plan to fix it?” she asked. Her voice was low but firm.
“I have a few ideas, but I can’t share them with you. In case something goes wrong, it’s better if you know nothing,” I said.
