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“I… I’m on the pill,” I answer quickly, pushing my hips upward, needing to feel him better.
“Perfect.” He finally pushes his tip inside me and setting off fireworks in my aching core.
“You like my cock in your pussy?” he teases me as I arch my back even more, trying to envelop him.
“More, Brando, please, I need to feel you.” I almost cry, unable to hold it any longer.
He starts to thrust slowly, carefully stretching me at first, then picking up the pace.
“You’re perfect for me. Tight and wet,” he growls as he begins to thrust faster. It’s all I need to come undone, digging my nails into his large back.
“Don’t you dare come before I tell you to,” he warns darkly, slowing his rhythm as I begin tightening around him.
Our bodies are joined together in perfect harmony. The room fades away as we lose ourselves in each other, and our desire builds to a fever pitch. Our fingers intertwine as we climb higher and higher. Our breaths come in ragged gasps.
“Come for me baby,” he orders finally, and I reach my peak, feeling him spill himself into my core.
Our bodies quiver. For a moment, time stands still.
“That was… hot, darling,” he possessively slaps my ass as I collapse on his chest, his fingers gently tracing delicate patterns on my back.
“Beyond words,” I agree.
Our eyes meet, and in that moment, everything else fades away, leaving only the two of us, wrapped in each other's arms.
* * *
The morning lightbathes Brando's naked body in a warm glow. I carefully disentangle myself from his arms, trying not to disturb his peace. The frown lines that normally contort every inch of his handsome face are nearly non-existent now, and I don't think I've ever seen him look so relaxed.
My bare feet pad across the plush carpet as I gather my clothes and slip them on. The air is still charged with the remnants of our passion.
My gaze lingers on Brando's perfect, softly snoring form as I inch the bedroom door open.
“Good morning, Ana!” My breath hitches in my throat, and my cheeks flame as I catch a glimpse of Addison's lithe form lingering in the doorway.
Shit.
How much did she hear?
How much does she understand?
She steps closer, and I flinch slightly at the flicker of surprise dancing in her bright blue eyes.
“Uh, hi, Addison,” I stammer. My fingers wander to the hem of my shirt, and I twist it until it feels like I might lose circulation. “I, um, your dad and I were working late last night, and…” I trail off as my gaze whips between Addison's innocent face and the bedroom door.
And what?
“Right.” She smiles at me reassuringly. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. This is the first time my dad has had a girlfriend stay overnight.”
“I… I’m not his g-girl…” I stammer, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other.
“Oh, that’s a bummer.” She shrugs, disappointed.
I exhale.
“Even though you’re not his girlfriend, do you want to have breakfast with us?” She winks at me, signaling that she understands I’m fibbing.
Crisis averted. She’s not upset.
