Fuck, Ted. She doesn’t want this. She doesn’t want you. The poor girl ended up in your bed reluctantly again and you are taking advantage of her.
As I move away, she sits up enough to grab my wrist. “No wait. I want it. I want it so badly I. . . ”
Then instead of saying more, she reaches up and pulls my head down to her. There’s nothing soft about our kiss. No tongue, no light brushes. Her lips meet mine and we almost clash teeth as we both open our mouths at the same time. She moans this noise and I groan and we meet in the middle with our tongues.
It’s only then that I realize I don’t have something vital to this situation. Hell if I’m going to make the same mistake twice.
“Give me a second,” I say, before I grab my boxers and pull them up. In a heartbeat I'm down the hall in front of JJ’s closed door. I knock harder than I intend to, but fuck if I'm not antsy to pick back up where I left off.
The door cracks open and a bleary-eyed JJ blinks at me. I’ve probably woken Eli up too. I don’t give two fucks.
“I need a condom,” I announce.
JJ’s sleepiness evaporates like water in a boiler. The idiot just stands there, blinking at me in surprise.
“Now,” I yell.
That gets him to move. JJ ruffles loudly through a drawer before coming back and sticking a hand out with a long strip of condoms.
I barely mutter a thanks before I’m back in my bedroom, kicking the door shut behind me, shoving off my underwear and opening up a wrapper all at the same time.
“For once, I don’t mind his presence in this house,” I say. “But fuck, if thinking of you with him didn’t make me want to rip his dick right off.”
A laugh of disbelief escapes her. “You were jealous? When you thought I was fucking your brother? When I was bombing your house with cakes and singing telegrams?”
She has no fucking clue. Hell, I didn’t. But with her gorgeous body splayed out, blonde hair messy and my room smelling of sex, I know now I’ve never wanted anything else so bad in my life.
“Yes, I was fucking jealous.”
My cock throbs and aches, I need to be there so bad. But I’m still reeling from the fact that we are doing this. . . again. She hates me. She can’t stand me. She doesn’t want a relationship. But I've slipped, so far gone, I can’t help myself.
I’m frozen for a second, staring at her, cataloging every detail of her gorgeous body.
I pull her thighs apart and lay my body over hers. I grind against her, trying to make her feel me, to make her understand how much I want her.
I guide my cock to her pussy, moving my hand to spread her. I have to pause when she squeezes so tight, it’s hard to go further.
Her pink fingernails dig into my shoulders. “That’s it, cream puff, take it all, baby. We’ll go slow but in the end you are going to take every inch of this dick.”
Slowly but surely, I sink in a little further, gritting my teeth and squeezing my eyes as the sensation of her tight cunt pushes me to the edge of my control.
Fuck why wasn’t I on birth control so I could go bareback?
Because you thought the first time would be the last time. Because there was no need to ask the doctor for a quick prick in the shoulder. so you could have sweaty, wild, responsible sex with this blonde goddess. Because it’s been years since you’ve had sex, and you never believed you’d get here with your annoying, pink-obsessed neighbor.
She isn’t annoying. Her effect on me is. The way she makes me want her, when I consciously decided to never give in.
Well I’m going in deep now, until we are both panting and shaking, clinging to each other.
She takes my breath away. I want more. I want everything.
I pull out and pound back into her, so hard the headboard bangs against the wall. I can’t help myself. I lean forward, wanting to touch her, to get as much of her as possible. We kiss again, tongues and teeth clashing as we both grip at each other, pulling and pushing, dueling for dominance. I don’t have the energy to fight, not when my body is already pumping so hard.
The sound of our bodies colliding is loud, our breathing almost as loud. She arches up to meet me in every thrust, her hot pussy squeezing down on me.
I can’t stop myself from grinding my hips as I fuck her, wanting to drag out the sensation forever. She’s so fucking perfect. The way she curves, the way I fit inside her—she’s like a fucking piece of heaven.
I can’t—I can’t—I can’t keep my eyes open as I gaze down at this woman I’ve wanted from the moment we met. I’ve always been careful before, but for her I’d do anything. I let her in the goddamn door.
