Page 43 of My Hot Enemy


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I grinned.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

We were locked in an embrace before we even got the door open, muffled sounds of groaning and giggling passing between us as she struggled to find her key to unlock the door. It was dark out, and she had forgotten to turn her outside light on, meaning it was pitch black where we were. I was tempted to drop my pants right there, daring her to be with me in the grass, but she swung the door open, and I eagerly followed her inside.

She was tearing off her shirt as she ran down the hallway toward her room, and I kicked off my shoes at the door. I made it to halfway down the hallway when her bra came flying into it from her room, all alone. I stopped in my tracks, and a second later her pants came flying past me as well. I grinned and disrobed myself, dropping everything in the hall so when I crossed into her room, I was completely naked.

Melanie made a purring sound when I appeared in her doorway from where she was, curled up on the bed. I crossed the room to her, pouncing on top of her as she rolled to her back with a laugh and pressed her lips to mine. I lowered my lips to her neck and then shoulder before wrapping them around her breast, lavishing her nipple with my attention as she reached down to stroke my cock.

I was hard and ready for her, and as I switched to her other breast with my lips, my fingers felt for her wet pussy and I slid one inside, penetrating her and making her moan loudly into my ear.

“I need you inside me,” she whispered. “Please.”

I settled between her thighs, pulling her hips up and settling a pillow under them. Her grin had turned to an expression of desire, of need, of yearning.

My cock brushed through her folds, wetting itself with her juices, and she cried out at the sensation of my touch. I smiled at the way she squirmed in my control and slid my hands down to her wrists, holding her down on the bed.

Slowly, I slid inside her, letting her moan and adjust to my girth as my cock filled her wet, throbbing pussy. When I was fully in, I slid back and forward again a few experimental times, judging how ready she was. Then, when she seemed to be fully prepared, I began to rock into her.

Her breasts bounced rhythmically as I fucked her, and soon she clenched her legs around me tightly and shook as she came. It only seemed to heighten her desire. From then, she was wild, uncaged and uncontrollable, and I matched her enthusiasm with every movement, every position, every giggling moan of ecstasy.

We moved from the bed to a chair to the wall and back to the bed, her body facing away from me as I pounded her from behind, my hand clenched on her shoulder and the other on her hip as I felt the climax building to an unavoidable degree. Her moans were loud and insistent, and she begged for my release.

I came, exploding into her and sending her into her own mutual orgasm as her thighs shook and my knees buckled. Moaning in exhaustion and satisfaction, we tumbled into the bed.

24

MELANIE

Icurled up into his arms as we tried to catch our breath, feeling a weightless, lightheaded feeling of post-orgasm deliriousness. Snuggling into his chest, I felt my heart slowing down and my breath calming along with his as we drifted off to sleep, naked and happy.

The next morning, I was torn when I woke up. It was never a disappointment to wake up in Victor's arms, and I felt like I was still glowing from finally hearing the words I'd been wanting him to say and getting to say them back to him. I loved him. There'd been no denying it for a while, but it had completely taken over, and getting to say it was an incredible rush. At the same time, it was so natural and content it was like I'd loved him all along. I wanted to just lie there and savor the feeling, tell him a few more times, and relish hearing it come back from him.

But that brought with it the other half of the feelings I was struggling with that morning. I didn't have the option to just enjoy lying with him in bed. We weren't even going to spend the day finalizing plans for the store or having fun on some sort of adventure together. That morning, he was leaving. He would begone for an entire month, and even though he was lying right there beside me, I already missed him.

I'd woken up before the alarm, and the light outside was just barely starting to soften up the horizon. I nuzzled against Victor and spent a few minutes trying to memorize the feeling so I could bring it to mind when I was lonely. All too soon, his alarm went off, and he had to get up to leave.

He'd already packed the night before, so we had a little bit of time. We took a shower together, holding each other under the hot water and talking like we weren't going to be apart. I walked him to the door, and he pulled me close, giving me a long, deep kiss.

"I guess that's going to have to hold me for the next month," he said, resting his head on my forehead and letting out a long breath.

"It will be over before you know it," I said, not really believing the words even as they were coming out of my mouth.

"I'll call you," he said. "And if you need anything at all, call me."

"Even if I just need to hear your voice?" I asked.

"Especially if you just need to hear your voice."

"I'll make sure everything is good with your place," I said. "Bring in the mail. Water the plants. Flip lights on and off. That sort of thing."

He laughed. "I already have Mark handling that on his way to work so you can focus on the rebuild."

“Well, you just think of everything, don’t you?”

Finally, there was no more time left. He had to get going. I kissed him again, and we whispered our goodbyes.

"I love you," I said.

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