“Ready?” he whispered.
“Yes.”
Slowly, he pushed his cock into me, stretching me open. I dug my nails into his back, moaning from the pleasure and fighting not to come all over myself. His girthy dick slid deep inside me while I failed to control the sounds leaving my mouth. I must have been loud, because Sterling placed his hand over my mouth while he started thrusting in and out. I tried to apologize, but he fucked me so good it probably would’ve sounded like more pathetic moaning, anyway.
“I love the sounds you make,” he said into my ear before uncovering my mouth, “but I don’t want to wake anyone up.” I tried to keep quiet, but I’d never been fucked like this before. Sterling kissed and sucked my neck while his hands wandered my body, and his cock plunged deep into me.
My legs trembled around his sweaty torso, and my dick leaked onto my stomach with each thrust. I’d never felt pleasure like this. Just when I was on the cusp of orgasm, Sterling pulled out.
“What are you?—”
He interrupted me to lift me up and flip me onto my belly. He lowered his body against mine and kissed my neck. “Is this okay?” he whispered in my ear as he rubbed his cock over my ass.
“Do whatever you want,” I said, clutching the sheets in my hands. My cock twitched between me and the mattress, and I didn’t care if I ruined the sheets the moment he entered me.
He propped my ass up, holding my hips for support while he pressed his rock-hard dick against my hole again. I opened easily for him, and he slid inside deeper than before, fucking me at an angle that blinded me with pleasure.
I pressed my face into the pillow to moan loudly as he buried himself deep inside me. He lay pressed against me, thrusting into me while pinning me beneath him and moaning in my ear. The sound of his voice and the friction of my cock rubbing the sheets were too much for me.
I cried into the pillow while my orgasm shot through my body. My eyes rolled back, and I breathed heavily while my dick spilled my pleasure onto the sheets.
My orgasm didn’t stop, because Sterling wasn’t finished with me. The bed creaked beneath us while he pleasured himself with my body, and mine with his. I never knew I could come for so long, my stomach and the bed becoming stickier with every deep thrust.
“I’m about to come,” he breathed in my ear, slowing his movements. His cock felt amazing sliding in and out to the sound of his voice.
“Come inside me,” I moaned.
Sterling thrust deep into me and unloaded his throbbing cock inside me, moaning hot breaths against my neck. He stayed there for a while, letting his twitching dick fill me until we were both satisfied.
When he pulled out, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, kissing my cheek while we snuggled under the covers.
“I don’t want you to go back to Ladiall…” I said.
“I have to someday,” he said. “But I’ll come back.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt better knowing he would visit me, but despite his promises, I couldn’t convince myself we had a serious future unless I went back to Ladiall with him.
But I couldn’t do that. I was stuck at Fibbersnap Inn.
STERLING
The next week passed uneventfully while I waited for a response from the Ladiall Force. Cassian and I spent all our free time together, but I no longer involved him in the investigation. I didn’t ask for information either, despite his promise to be honest with me. He was right; something changed when we visited Dreckle, and Fibbersnap Inn had no new visitors.
I compared the visitor logs from the night Cassian suspected the curse was placed and the day it came back stronger but found no matches between guests. I concluded that a guest was not involved.
Griffin told me where to find the former stable hand, Ricky, so I paid him a visit at his house thirty minutes down the road.
Ricky lived on a small farm with his parents and his two older brothers. He was only fifteen years old. When I asked him about Fibbersnap Inn, he acted disgusted. “They still haven’t given me my last payment,” he said.
“According to the new owner, you’ve received it twice. Once from Boris, and once from him,” I said.
“Twice?!” the boy demanded. “I haven’t even received it once.”
I folded my arms and watched him seriously. “Are you aware that it’s illegal to lie to an officer of the Force about an active investigation?”
Ricky paled at the question, and his mother standing over his shoulder thumped his head. “Ricky!” she yelled. “You’ve got theForceinvestigating you because you can’t stop lying?! I’m sorry, Officer. How much does he owe Mr. Fibbersnap?”
“I’m actually not here about the money. I’m here to investigate the curse on Fibbersnap Inn. Do you know anything about that, Ricky? Remember, no lying,” I said.
