Trey found June lay on his bed. Her fingers stroked the carpet. She looked up and smiled, and once again he was lost.
Laying the boxes on the floor, he lay beside her, and together they opened the tops. There was a ham and pineapple pizza and a pepperoni one.
He took the largest piece and bit into it.
“I love pizza,” she said.
“Can’t you make this stuff?”
“Yeah. It takes some time, but it always tastes so good. I thought this would be better for tonight. We’re not wasting any time.”
“It’s why it’s called fast food,” he said. “So, what time do you need to be up tomorrow?”
“I’ve got to be up at four.”
“I want you to stay here tonight.”
She paused, the slice of pizza poised before her mouth. June turned to look at him. “Are you serious?” she asked.
“I stayed the night at your place. I think it’s only fair you give me a shot.”
June licked her lips, putting the pizza down. “Molly knows about us,” she said, surprising him.
“What?” he asked, delighted someone actually knew.
“She heard us. The machines were not good buffers to the noise. She heard us and thinks I’m making a mistake giving you a chance.”
His hopes were quickly dashed. Molly and June had become good friends. How was he going to get her on his side if Molly didn’t think they were a good idea?
“What did you say to her?”
“There’s nothing to worry about. We’re having some fun, and neither of us are going to get hurt. I’m not going to put myself out there, Trey.”
He didn’t expect her to.
“We’re having some fun.” Taking a bite of the pizza Trey discovered he’d lost his appetite.
Turning onto his side, he watched June nibble on the pizza. He reached out, stroking a hand down the line of her back.
“When you’re out with this asshole I’m going to want you to remember me,” he said.
“How can I forget you?”
“I’m going to be fucking you every day of this week. Prepare your pussy for a pounding.”
Trey moved behind her, pulling her hips up and opening her thighs. He tested her readiness for him. She was slick to the touch and ready for his cock.
Gripping the shaft, he pressed deep inside her. She was wet, hot and so ready for him.
She dropped the pizza onto the floor.
He held her hips, sliding up to the hilt inside her.
“You’re not wearing a condom,” she said, looking at him from the bed.
“I’ll pull out.”
“That’s not safe.”
“It’ll have to do unless you want to stop and get the condoms?”
She shook her head.
“Good. You feel so good.”
Trey pulled out of her, seeing the cream coat his naked shaft.
Her moans were muffled by the bed.
He slapped her ass between each thrust. Trey had to hear her pleasure. He needed to know she wanted this as much as he did.
Tightening his grip on her hips he slammed into her, watching his cock sink inside her tight, red pussy.
Her hands lay down by her sides. He rested them on the base of her back, holding her trapped and fucked her hard.
She screamed, crying out as with his free hand he caressed her clit.
Her clit was swollen and her cunt tight.
He fucked her hard, bringing her to orgasm three times before he finally pulled out of her and spent his semen on her back.
Collapsing to the bed, Trey drew in as much air as he could.
Fuck, it was hurting him knowing she wasn’t here for anything other than fun. Why couldn’t he want the same?
“I need to shower.”
“We’ll shower in a second.” He stared up at his ceiling, wishing he had the answers.
****
On Friday June was tense. She couldn’t handle her upcoming date, and she certainly couldn’t handle her mother’s interfering ways. Martin called every day to confirm their date, and her mother was currently stood by her large, industrial mixing machine. Her work was becoming a problem. They were invading her peace and quiet while Trey invaded everything else. She missed him all the time.
They’d been having sex for over a week, and already she was desperate for another slice of him. Trey was her slice of heaven.
“Are you listening to me?” Lexie asked, snapping her out of fantasy land.
“I’m listening. Don’t put my elbows on the table. Don’t slouch. Order enough food to keep me satisfied but not too much to make him think I’m a pig,” June said, repeating everything she’d been told.
“What else?”
“Listen to him all the time talk about his crappy work place. If I’m not sure what he’s talking about, then get him to explain everything. Mom, I’ve got this. I’ve been on dates before.” Admittedly, none she’d ever actually wanted to be on but whatever. No one was judging her.