“Such a hot slut, riding this cock.”
Her eyes lit when I talked dirty, upping the fire even higher.
She ran her hands through my hair and gripped, the sting of sensation spurring my hips faster, harder. I wanted to punish her, needed her to know I was the one in control even as she rode me. I moved my hand to her clit and rubbed the swollen numb with my thumb.
She moaned, the sound echoing around the room and likely audible in the hallway. I loved every single second of it.
“You going to come for me, Anna?”
“Yes.” It was a breath prayer more than an answer.
“Come all over my cock like a good girl?”
“Yes, please.” Her voice was sex. My shaft pulsed, desperate to coat her cunt with my seed.
“Say my name, Anna. Say it when you come. I want to hear who’s making you feel so good.” I pressed harder against her clit and rubbed up and down to her quickening rhythm.
“It’s you. You. I need to come. I’m there. Please.”
God, I loved it when she begged. I intended to make her beg so many more times. Enough to fill every nook and cranny of my mind with her words, her whimpers.
I surged up, getting every last bit of contact as her tight cunt throttled my cock.
“Say it and you can come, Anna. Who’s making you come?”
“Nile—” The word turned into a strangled cry as she rocketed down onto my cock and let go. Her pussy crushed me as she repeated my name, her body shuddering with each wave of pleasure. I couldn’t take the pressure, the sounds, the feeling of her body against mine as she gave herself to me.
I gripped her hips and held her down on my cock. I groaned as the first spurt erupted into her and bit her shoulder as the tsunami of release washed over me. I shoved up, lashing her with my cum as her pussy took every last bit I had to offer. When I couldn’t give anything else, I pulled her to my chest and lay back. I hit the button so that we were lying flat again. She was still panting though her breaths were slowing. I whipped the sheet back over her, though I hated losing sight of her luscious skin, and I clicked off the light.
We simply lay for a while, breathing and coming down from the high. My leg reminded me of its existence, blood rushing to it instead of my dick. It was still inside her, barely.
“This is a mistake.” Her voice was so soft now.
“No, it’s not, love.”
“It is. Our parents are married.” She ran her fingertips down my chest and rested her head over my heart. “They would freak.”
“Nah. They’d be glad that we aren’t at each others’ throats all the time.”
“We weren’t always fighting, I guess.” Her eyelashes whispered against my skin, a pleasant sensation.
“I was always being a todger. I knew it then. I know it now. Only difference is now I regret it.” I rubbed my hands along her back.
“Well, you were. That’s true.” I could feel her nibbling at her lower lip. “But maybe I should have cut you more slack. You were having a hard time with a whole new life in Dallas, whole new family, all of that. I guess I wasn’t exactly welcoming.”
I remembered clearly the skeptical look on her face when my father and I pulled up in front of her house. The day we’d first met – just a casual get-together while our parents were dating. I hadn’t been looking forward to meeting Annalise or her mother. Annalise had watched me like I was some sort of invading insect. I also hadn’t expected such a chilly welcome. Then again, I was so angry about everything – my mother, my father, moving to the States. But now, with her in my arms, everything was different.
“We started on the wrong foot.” I dropped kisses in her hair.
“We did.”
“I’d like to start over. I kind of hope we already have.”
She nibbled at her lip a bit more and then let out a sigh. “We have. Clean slate. Erase the past.”
“Hang on a tick.” I smoothed a hand down to her ass. You aren’t erasing the past two days, are you?”
She giggled and something inside my heart melted. “No. I’ll keep these in the positive column.”
I gave her ass a squeeze and wished it bore some of my handprints. Next time.
“I should get dressed.” She tried to roll away. My dick slid out and I groaned, but I wasn’t letting her go so easily.
“No, wait a while. Just relax. You’re under the covers. Nurse won’t know.”
She yawned. “I guess you’re right.”
She nuzzled against me and after a short while, her breaths became relaxed and even. I loved every moment of it – the sex, of course – but the feeling of her in my arms even more so.