“Do you think she left?” Melissa asked from the kitchen.
“Why would she leave without telling us?” Serena answered.
They quieted down, and then their footsteps approached the living room.
“Did you check in here?” Serena asked.
Nerves zipped through me, but I continued sucking on Mr. Bryne’s cock like he wanted me to. I shoved him deep down my throat and gagged quietly on it. His hand pushed my head down further on him and made me stay there.
I tried to breathe out of my nose and gagged once more. I needed to breathe.
The light turned on, and I froze. Fear and excitement stirred within me at the thought of getting caught. As long as I kept quiet, we wouldn’t be.
“I already checked in there,” Melissa said.
Mr. Bryne’s tongue massaged my clit faster as his fingers pushed deep inside of me. The sound of my wet pussy being thrust into over and over overwhelmed me. There was no doubt that they could hear it.
He continued shoving his fingers inside of me, and his tongue lightly flicked the top of my clit. I released myself onto him, pushing him deeper down my throat and hoping that his cock would muffle my moans.
“Did you hear that?” Serena asked.
“Hear what?” Melissa said as she walked back into the kitchen.
It was quiet for a moment, and I pressed my lips firmer to his cock, so I wouldn’t make a noise. The rapture continued to course out of me.
His warm cum hit the back of my throat and slid down it. I almost gagged. He chuckled quietly against my pussy, the sound vibrating my sensitive skin.
She turned off the light. “Nothing. I must be hearing things.”
Their footsteps retreated out of the kitchen, and I gasped for air and moaned at the same time. I slid off of him and onto the ground. He pulled me closer to him and smirked.
“You ready for more?” he asked.
“How can you ask that?! We almost got caught—twice—by your daughter, who is my best friend!”
“Only a couple more times, and I will have made you come the same number of times in one night as your boyfriend has in five years.”
I closed my eyes, then sighed and climbed back on top of him. “Excite me, Mr. Bryne.”
CHAPTER6
MIA
Istraddled Mr. Bryne’s waist, placed my hands on his chest, and closed my eyes, letting him thrust into me over and over. My shirt clung to my tits as they bounced with every pump. His gaze flickered from my eyes to my lips to my breasts, and he lifted his head. Through my wet shirt, he latched his teeth onto my nipple and sucked. His tongue moved around it in circles, flicking the sensitive bud every so often.
The pressure rose in my core, and I dug my fingernails into his chest, a wave of pleasure shooting through me. “Harder, Mr. Bryne … please.”
He drove up into me and bit down on my nipple gently. But it was enough for me to tip over the edge. My pussy pulsed over and over on his cock, the ecstacy getting me high.
“Did you just come?” he asked, brows arched, teeth biting down softly onto my nipple again.
I whimpered and collapsed onto him until my breasts were flush against his chest.
God, I didn’t know what it was about this man … but this was more than I’d ever fantasized.
He rolled me onto my side, turned me over so my back was against his chest, and pulled one of my legs high up in the air, shoving his cock back into me again. It slid in with ease, his size creating more tension. He slipped his arm around my waist and rubbed my clit as he rammed into me.
“Tell me, Mia …” he said into my ear. “Tell me everything you think about when you touch your sensitive little pussy.”
