I kick the door shut behind me and walk straight through the living room, to the opposite wall. I flip her over my shoulder and press her up against the wall, hard.
Her eyes widen, surprised we’re not on the couch and she’s not over my knee. My kiss is hungry and demanding. Mia meets me and kisses me back. Her hands claw down my back, but I gather up her tiny wrists in one hand and pin her arms over her head, which has the delightful effect of pressing her tits up so far, they’re almost popping out of her tight sports bra.
“Oh yes, I think I like that.” I openly admire her tits and, with my free hand, tug her bra down so they pop free. She groans, and I let her slide to the ground, but only long enough to tug her tight leggings down to expose her sweet pussy.
I reach into the waistband of my sweats to free my hard dick and once more lift her so she’s up against the wall. Her arms stillover her head, I press the head of my cock to her dripping-wet entrance.
We’ve never done it against the wall before, and I know I’m about to fill her in a way she’s never felt before. I also know she’s a good girl, and she’ll take every inch of me.
Mia thrusts her hips forward.
“So needy, aren’t you?”
“For you? Always.”
They’re just the words I need to hear. With one solid thrust, I impale her sweet pussy. Mia cries out and throws her head back as her body works to adjust to my size. It’s the same every time.
I fucking love the way her tiny body accepts all of me. She was made just for me.
I don’t give her much time to recover before I pull out and thrust deep inside her again. And again.
“You like that, honey? You like it when I fuck you like this?”
Her only reply is a long, deep moan as I thrust again.
She’s perfect. This is perfect.
Here, in my cabin with Mia, it feels like forever. I love this girl. It doesn’t matter that it’s only been a few days since we met. It doesn’t matter that she’s supposed to leave tomorrow. Nothing matters. Except her and me. Right here. Right now.
I need to tell her how I feel. With my cock buried deep into her heat, I tilt her chin up so she’s looking into my eyes. “Mia,” I say. “I?—”
“What the actual fuck is going on in here?”
Jamie.
Fuck.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Mia
I’m about to shatter into a million pieces around Briggs’s huge cock when I hear my brother’s voice.
His very angry voice.
After that, everything happens fast.
Briggs pulls out of me, steps back, and releases me so I slide to the floor. I’m already tugging up my leggings and shoving my boobs back into my bra before I hit the ground.
“Jamie! What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t back until tonight.”
“We finished early.” He doesn’t even look at me as he stalks toward Briggs. “I’m going to fucking kill you.” My brother’s handsome face is twisted into a mask of rage I’ve never seen before.
Briggs is backing up, his hands out in front of him to ward off my brother.
I know I shouldn’t be lusting after him at a moment like this, but the bulge in his grey sweatpants is a magnet for my gaze. Iswallow hard and force myself to focus on the situation at hand that is rapidly escalating into a full-fledged problem.
“Jamie, it’s not what it looks like.” Briggs is calm. At least, hesoundscalm. “I was just?—”
