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She slowly lifts her head, her gaze raising to meet mine. “Won’t she be able to feel she’s not had sex?” she asks, and I grimace.
This is something I’ve thought a lot about, and is a genuine concern. I can’t have sex with her, to make it real, but I also can’t bring myself to…do anything to Mel while she’s unconscious. There are lines even I’m not willing to cross, and touching her while she’s not awake is high up on that list.
“Honestly, I’m hoping the power of suggestion will be enough. If she believes we’ve had sex, and there’s enough other proof, she may overlook the fact she’s not sore. I’m hoping she was turned on enough before I drugged her to make it seem genuine. It’s the best I can do.”
She nods in understanding. Then her chocolate eyes brighten, and my favourite mischievous smile spreads across her face. “How long will she be asleep?”
With a shrug of my shoulders, I say, “I think maybe about another three or four hours. It all depends on how quickly her body metabolises the drug.”
“That’s plenty of time…” she answers, her words trailing off as her eyes sparkle.
“For what?” I ask.
“For me to help you make it look real. Come on, get the condom out and let’s mess up the bed properly,” she says, as she takes hold of my hand and pulls me towards Mel’s bed. There’sa look of mischief in her eyes as she casts a glance over at Mel, making it clear this is her way of getting revenge.
“No!” I state firmly, stepping away from her as she continues trying to drag me to the bed. “We might get caught.”
With the mischievous glint in her eyes, she turns my words around on me. “Everyone thinks you’re in here with Mel, so nobody will disturb you. Mel’s so drugged up there’s no way she’s going to wake up early. And Aleandro will be flirting with the boy who delivers the pizza for at least fifteen minutes, and even when he’s finished, he won’t come looking for me. He knows I’m busy, and he gets to eat more pizza that way.”
She’s got a fucking answer for everything. When Mac realises I won’t let her pull me, she drops my hand and changes tactics. Pulling her T-shirt over her head, she throws it onto the floor beside me, before tracing her fingers down the front of her jeans into her panties. I bite the inside of my lip to hold back my groan as she spreads her legs a little further to accommodate her hand.
“It’s a shame you don’t want to fuck me, I’m already so wet,” she says as she winks at me.
McKenna will be the fucking death of me. But, who am I to say no to my girl?
“This is the first and only time I’m going to fuck you with a condom. Understand?” I snap as I take it from my pocket and hand it over to her.
Her eyes flick around a little, looking a bit uneasy. “That’s okay. I kinda like being full of your cum.”
That’s all I need to hear before I stalk towards her, pulling my clothes off as quickly as I can while I’m walking. By the time I’m standing before her in just my black boxers, she’s kneeling on the bed, so we’re nearly the same height. I capture her lips with mine, pulling her body closer as we devour each other in a way that feels so natural.
It’s not long before I’ve pulled the rest of her clothes off, discarding them on the floor beside her T-shirt, and am drinking in the sight of her beautiful naked body. Curves in all the right places, looking very fucking edible, and my cock is definitely not in hibernation now. I’m so fucking hard, I’m almost bursting through my boxers, and when Mac palms my already throbbing dick, I can’t help but hiss.
Placing both hands on her hips, I pick her up and throw her backwards onto the bed, and she lands with a squeal. Before she has a chance to right herself, I climb over her body, discarding my boxers as I go. Taking hold of the hard shaft, I squeeze the base, reminding myself that I need to claw back a hint of control before I blow my load everywhere.
McKenna watches me, her eyes fixed on my fist, as I slowly drag it down my shaft. The fire in her eyes is hypnotising, and when she lets out a soft moan, I watch her fingers lightly tracing around her clit. I’m torn between watching her ogle me as I stroke my cock, and seeing how she touches herself. Her pretty pink pussy wins every time.
She gathers wetness from her slit onto her fingers, before gently spreading it around her clit. Her moves are slow at first, putting more pressure on her hard nub as her breathing increases. Her fingers get wetter, and she speeds up, her back arching off the bed into me.
I’m so hypnotised watching her, I barely notice that I’m moving my hand up and down my shafter faster, matching the tempo she’s setting with her fingers. A deep groan slips from my throat as my balls tighten with pleasure.
“As sexy as it is to watch you play with your wet cunt, I want to feel you,” I say as I drag my fingers through her slit.
Her pussy is wet enough, and the tip of my cock is soaked with pre-cum, but I add some of her juices to the head, just incase. As I move to line up with her entrance, swiping through her folds, she quickly stops me.
“Fuck, we need to use the condom,” she says, as she reaches over to the nightstand where she discarded it earlier.
As she hands it over to me, I look at it with contempt, like it’s personally offended me. Then again, it has. This tiny piece of rubber is going to keep me from filling my girl with my cum, claiming her as mine once again.
McKenna laughs when she sees the look I’m giving the condom. “Don’t worry, you can mark me in other ways,” she says, as she tears the condom package open and hands me the rubber.
“If I have to wear it, you’re putting it on.”
Her eyes widen, and it’s almost funny to see her gaze flick between my face, the condom, and my dick. “I have no idea what I’m doing. What if I do it wrong?”
I give her a reassuring smile. I’d genuinely forgotten that there was no one before me, that all her experiences are new, and it does wonderful things to my ego when I remember that I’m the person teaching her. “You can’t get it wrong. I will show you.”
With that, I gently place my hand over hers and instruct her how to put the condom on. I’m quick to remind her that she will never need to know this, or do it again, because I’m never wearing one again, and she sure as fuck is never sleeping with anyone else. She ignores the possessive, jealous edge to my voice, and with an eye roll, she continues with her task.
