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It’s a small silver frame containing a photograph.
It’s my lamb with some guy with messy brown hair. He’s wearing a blue T-shirt and white board shorts. She’s wearing a white bikini.
They’re on a beach somewhere with blue water behind them and bright smiles on their faces.
His arm is wrapped around her waist like it has been there before.
“They aren’t that hard to find,” she teases. “Grab one and put it on. I’m dying to be fucked. Hard, I might add.”
I know for a fact that the guy isn’t her brother because there’s an open photo album on Eloise’s coffee table filled with pictures of her family. I thumbed through that an hour ago when I first woke up.
One of the first photos in that album is Eloise standing in front of a guy who looks a lot like her.
‘My big brother and me’ is written under the picture in black ink alongside a black heart she clearly drew.
I scoop up a foil packet and take one last look at the photograph. If it’s Philip, why hasn’t she tossed the picture in the trash?
Or maybe it’s someone else from her past that she can’t quite let go of. For all I fucking know, he’s part of her here and now and she’s used one of the condoms from that box with him.
I slam the drawer hard enough that the lamp on top of it teeters slightly.
“Watch it, Hulk.” She laughs.
I don’t crack a smile. I sheath my dick, dropping the package on the floor.
I crawl on the bed to grip her legs. I tug on them, yanking her closer to me. I do it all without a word.
I know she’s ready. I ate her to two orgasms, so I line myself up and stroke my dick as I do.
Her bottom lip trembles as she stares into my eyes.
I don’t want to give a shit if she’s fucking someone else. I don’t want to care if she’s falling in love with another guy, but I do. I care way too much.
I’m in her with one swift movement. She clenches around me. “Oh, please.”
I spread her thighs with my knees, driving deeper as I do.
She responds with a low moan and a whimper. “I love this.”
I need this.
I need to fuck the memory of any other man out of her system. I need to make her ache for days so she only thinks of me.
I want her to need me as desperately as I need her.
I fuck her hard. My thrusts are relentless.
She squirms beneath me, trying to cling to my biceps, but I don’t want that, so I slow the fucks and take her hands in mine to pin them to the bed.
Her eyes flash with something. Maybe it’s defiance. Hell, it could be surrender, but she wants more. That I know because her pussy is clenching me like it’s a goddamn vise.
She confirms that with one whispered word. “Harder.”
I make that wish a reality and slam in to her over and over again. Her tits bounce, her lips part and she lets out a cry that could wake the dead.
I fuck her through that orgasm and then demand another with a solid series of thrusts. I up the ante by closing my teeth around her right nipple.
That sends her right where I want her to go.
