Page 150 of Nothing Above


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“Is this how he fucked you?” Reece asks, his nails trailing up my wrists, arms, then shoulders.

Gripping my neck for leverage, he thrusts against me, and I lift my head on a hiss, arching my back.

“Is it?” Another thrust.

“Yes.”

The heat of his body disappears before cold hits my ass from my skirt being lifted.

“Tights again?” he mumbles.

A second later there’s multiple ripping sounds. Nudging my panties to the side, Reece shoves two fingers right in my tight hole, his palm wedged in my ass crack, right up against my even tighter hole.

“God,” I groan, clenching around his digits as hard as I can before widening my stance to rock against his hand, my pussy’s cream already making for a slick glide.

“Why’d you lie about fucking Kordin?”

“I didn’t.”

“You did.” He crooks his fingers and I shudder over his wrist. “Was it because you wanted me to fight for you?”

“I wanted you to leave.”

His movements falter. “You wanted me to break up with you?”

“We’re not together.”

Reece tears his hand away, so I go to straighten, but he grips a handful of my hair, his fist on my spine keeping me bowed. I hear his pants being unzipped and the material shifting, then feel his cock’s tip at my entrance.

“We’re not together?”

I roll my eyes. He thinks I’ll fold for dick.Rookie.I’m the MVP of this game. I used to make a killing teasing sex, and Inevergave in until after I won.

I ease backward, crowning his cock. “We’re not together. We just fucked a couple times behind my husband’s back.”

Keeping just his head inside my entrance, Reece slowly bobs himself in and out until we’re both breathing heavy.

Right as I push against the door, trying to back up into him, he withdraws entirely, leaving my pussy aching and tightening painfully around nothing.

“You’ll get more when you say we’re together. You’ll get it all, every fucking inch, Snow White. Just tell me the truth.”

My lips remain sealed.

He tugs on my hair, sending my chin toward the ceiling. The lack of pain gives me hope. Neck sensitivity was another one of my symptoms, but now I feel none.

“Admit it.”

How do I get him inside me without letting him win?

Challenges always work.

“Why would I work for something that I can go down the hall and get for free?”

In one hard plunge, Reece fills me completely before instantly pulling back out and repeating the move. My mouth falls open on a silent scream, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes as he drives into me again.

“Fucking. Liar. This pussy hasn’t been stretched recently.”

That’s a myth men made up to make women feel guilty for having different partners. A woman can have sex with fifty different men and her pussy will be in the same shape it’d be from having sex with the same man fifty times. Pussies aren’t beaches. They don’t erode. They’re muscular canals that can be tightened back up with a few simple exercises.

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