Page 51 of No One Has To Know


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“You. Being single. You could be making some woman very happy.”

See? It was a game.

I don’t say anything, just lie there stroking her legs, staring at the ceiling until my eyes get heavy. I remember the cold mess on my stomach, and wipe it away with a tissue before getting to my feet and cleaning myself properly in the bathroom.

“Do you want a shower?” I call out, but there’s no answer.

When I stick my head out the door, Amber is curled up in the bed, the comforter pulled around her shoulders, and she’s asleep. I gaze at her for a few minutes, knowing this is the last night I’ll see her here like this. After tonight, she’ll go back to being my daughter’s best friend, and I ask myself over and over how the fuck I’m going to just act like nothing happened.

I climb into the bed, and tuck her into my arms. She sighs in her sleep, nuzzling into me, and within minutes, my eyes close, and I’m asleep too.

It’s still dark. The wind that picked up earlier in the night is now howling outside the windows.

I blink a few times, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. The only light comes from the full moon flooding through the window, occasionally obscured by fast-moving clouds.

Amber’s warm body is still nestled against me, and she’s sleeping soundly.

I turn into her with a sigh, nuzzling the crook of her neck to breathe her in. She doesn’t stir, just sighs out a soft breath. Her tits are pressed against me, and I run a hand down her side, over her round ass, and instantly I’m hard.

And a thought echoes through my brain. Something she said she wanted to try.

I hesitate, because I’ve never done this before. Sure, she said she wanted it. But that was the game. We hadn’t discussed it again.

In the car this evening she’d said again she wanted to be used. Maybe she meant it then too. Even if it was the game, she wanted to keep playing.

And she’s mine til tomorrow.

I gently roll her onto her back, and reach over to the nightstand to retrieve the bottle of lube. Kneeling between her thighs, I coat my cock until I’m slippery, then lift her legs so they’re hooked around my elbows. Her brow crinkles, but she keeps sleeping.

This is a rush, a thrill, and it somehow feels even more forbidden, morewrong, than anything else I’ve done to her this weekend. I look down as I guide myself inside her, and she’s so impossibly warm and tight, even though her body is relaxed.

I’m halfway inside her when her legs tense slightly. I stop for a moment, exhaling through gritted teeth at the sensation of having her pussy squeeze me like this. Then I keep going, sinking down, down, and with a sharp groan, I’m inside her, all the way. Panting, I lean over her, looking down at her sleeping face.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, pulling out so I can slide back inside her, a little deeper this time. I let out a shaky breath, pushing her thighs wider with my arms. “So perfect for me, aren’t you, honey?”

Her brow pinches together as I roll in and out of her, but she still doesn’t wake, not completely. And because I’m an animal, and this is my last time doing this to her, I pull out completely, just so I can look down to watch her take me again, that slick pussy swallowing me down and clenching me so hard my head spins.

The haze takes over as I fuck her harder, and she’s hot and perfect and wonderful. Her legs tense around my arms, and there’s a soft gasp. Her head tosses on the bed, lost in that wild tangle of hair, and with a loud moan, her back arches off the bed.

“Yeah,” she murmurs, and reaches up to hook her fingers around my neck. “Fuck, harder. Oh my god.”

“You said you wanted to wake up with me inside you,” I say, slamming my hips against her. “Is this what you imagined?”

She nods, biting her lip, those full tits heaving as she breathes. “Mhmm. Oh god.” Her back arches, and I slow my movements.

“Stay with me, honey,” I command softly, and her gaze moves back to my face. “I want you to stay right here with me.” I reward her with a hard thrust, and her mouth falls open in a cry. “Is this how you want it?”

“Yes,” she gasps. “Theo, please… Oh god, harder.”

I can see she wants to arch away from me, her body caught in the same haze of euphoria that’s taken over mine. But she doesn’t move, her body quivering as she stays there with me, both getting hotter and starting to sweat, cries lost in the roaring of the wind outside in the night.

She lets out a loudOh!, her wide eyes fixed on mine, her lips trembling. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, and her hips rock in rhythm with my thrusts, taking me down deeper and deeper every time.

The heat at the base of my spine starts to twist, and Amber’s rocking motions send her clit grinding into me with every stroke. The carnal sounds bursting from her lips tell me she’s getting closer, and closer, but so am I, so close that I know I’ll need to pull out soon, or…

“Fuck,” I grit out. “Oh fuck, honey, I have to-”

“No,” she cries, her nails clawing at my back. “Oh fuck, Theo, don’t stop, please, don’t.”