Wordlessly, I rise to my knees, bringing her legs together and rolling them to the side. Amber gazes up at me, her lower lip trembling as I push my cock inside her. Her brow pinches as I fill her, and she’s always tight, but like this, she’s so tight my brain goes blank. I don’t even know if I can fuck her, but I’m so far gone it barely takes any movement at all. Even just rutting into her tight cunt like this is enough to have me groaning within a minute.
“Fuck,” I mutter, and it’s the only word circling my brain.Fuck, she’s so tight. Fuck, so hot. Want to come. Inside her.But I can’t, I said I wouldn’t. I can’t.
The pressure in my groin becomes unbearable, sweet and explosive, twisting the base of my spine until I can’t do anything but groan.
Amber gasps as I pull out of her, my release pumping all over her hip. She watches with open hunger as my cum coats her skin, her eyes meeting mine as I come down from the high, the intoxication of being buried inside her for god knows how long.
I know I should clean her up, but my release has drained me of reason, or the ability to move, and I drop down onto the bed beside her. She reaches out to stroke my cheek, nestling closer into me, still breathing heavy.
I caress her shoulder, her collarbone, and when I open my eyes, she’s gazing at me with an expression of tenderness, even awe. She moves closer to kiss me, and it’s still slow and hazy, like being caught in a dream.
She keeps nibbling on my lips, planting small kisses all around my mouth, along my jawline, and once I regain control of my arms, I wrap them around her and gather her to my chest.
“You weren’t kidding,” she says breathily, giggling and stroking her fingers along my collarbone. “You reallydolove eating pussy.”
“I told you.” I kiss the top of her head, and she sighs. “Being down there, between your thighs, it’s heaven. And I intend to do it at least twice more before tomorrow morning.”
She nuzzles closer at the words, and the sigh that leaves her this time doesn’t sound as content as the one before. But she doesn’t say anything, just lies there in my arms, warm and soft, until she realises she’s covered in cum and I drag her off to the bathroom to clean her up.
“So, twice more?” She grins up at me, pinching one eye closed at the stream of water as it cascades down the side of her face. “You’re scheduling the pussy-eating now?”
“Well, you haven’t sat on my face yet, and you absolutely need to do that. And besides that-” I lean in and plant a quick kiss on her lips. “I had a fun idea for us to try later.”
Her eyes light up. “I like the sound of that.”
“I’ll make sure you have fun.”
She wraps her arms around my neck, and gazes up at me. “How is any man ever going to measure up to you?”
Shit.The sinking feeling threatens to come back, grabbing at the base of my stomach, but I push it away.No. Not again. Stop it. Don’t ruin this.
I smile down at her, running my hands through the damp strands of her hair, and shake my head. “You, my pretty girl, are going to have the whole world at your damn feet. Men will be begging to even get a second of your attention. And some day, some man is going to be the luckiest man out there, because you’ll deem him good enough for you.”
Her expression becomes earnest, her eyes wide and shining, and her arms tighten around me as she nuzzles her face into the crook of my neck. I hold her hand to me, wishing I could say different things, make different promises, imagine a completely different future for her, one that might involve me. But I can’t do that. I can’t even hope for it.
“I was thinking,” I say after a while, and she lifts her head from my shoulder. “I’d like to take you on a proper date tonight.”
Her eyebrows shoot up. “A-a date?” She giggles, her cheeks flushing pink. “That’s a little risky don’t you think?”
“There’s a nice little place about an hour away. It's very hidden, veryout of the way, and I doubt we’ll see anyone we know there.” I lift her up suddenly, and she shrieks, clasping onto my shoulders. “I want to take you on a proper date, just like you deserve.”
“You really are the sweetest.” She presses herself to my naked body, kissing me long and slow. “I wish I could keep you,” she murmurs against my mouth.
And the sinking feeling threatens to come back.
6
SUNDAY AFTERNOON
The shrill ringingof the house phone startles us both. We moved downstairs to the lounge room after the shower, to lie on the couch and watch the fire, which then just devolved into another make-out session.
Just as Amber begins to moan and squirm on top of me, the damn phone has to ring.
Of course.
She settles back against the end of the couch, drawing her legs up against her chest, and watches me cross the room to scoop up the squawking phone.
“Hello?” I bark into the receiver.
