She rocked forward when I did, almost like she was trying to get away from me, but I wrapped her hair around my fist and pulled her back so her back was against my chest, my cock buried to the hilt.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I whispered in her ear before I nipped her. “Huh, Amelia? Tell me, baby.”
“God,” she gasped out. “N-Nowhere.”
“Nowhere?” I grasped her chin with my other hand. “Then why are you trying to get away from my cock?”
I turned her head and found her lips from over her shoulder.
I crushed my mouth against hers as best I could. Our tongues danced as I thrusted deeper into her. She gasped into my mouth, and I felt her pussy tighten around my dick. I broke our kiss and poured all of my energy into fucking her until she was coming for me again. Her body sagged, and I had to hold her against me as I continued to rut into her.
“Can you make me come?” I husked out into her ear. “Huh?”
“Y-Yes,” she cried out weakly.
I pushed her onto her hands and knees and pounded inside of her, my hands in a tight hold around her waist. She’d have bruises tomorrow, but I looked forward to seeing my marks on her creamy skin.
We hadn’t talked about whether she was on birth control or not. I wasn’t using a condom, so when I felt my release begin to build, I pushed it as close as I could before I pulled out.
I wrapped my hand around myself and jerked from base to tip until I was spilling myself onto her lower back.
My heart pounded against my chest, and I was breathless and weak as I watched my come run to the dip in her back. After a moment to gather my strength, I moved to the bathroom and grabbed a rag, lathering it with hot water and soap. I took it back to the bed and wiped up my mess before tossing the rag on the table and taking my place beside her.
Neither of us was in the mood to talk. I just rolled onto my side, and she did the same. I pulled the blanket up around us before wrapping her up in my arms, and we were both sound asleep within minutes.
I woke in the morning, but I didn’t bother opening my eyes. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I thought about how we’d spent the night before, and I worried that there would be some sort of discussion over the choices we made.
I didn’t know what to tell her or how to answer her questions. All I knew was that things with us had been building stronger and stronger since the moment we met, and the night before was when everything came to a head.
Did it change things with us?
I didn’t know.
Was it wrong?
I didn’t think so.
We were both consenting adults. I was single and so was she. But the guilt hit me in the stomach stronger than before because I was keeping a secret from her. If I thought it was hard to tell her the truth when I realized it, it was going to be ten times harder now that I’d been inside her. I vowed right then that nothing would happen between us again until I could tell her who I was.
I opened my eyes and found her beside me. My stomach clenched as I stared into her pretty eyes.
She offered up a sexy little smile before whispering a quiet, “Good morning, Ollie.”
“Good morning, Amelia,” I murmured, my heart in my throat.
She threw her leg over my hips and straddled me.
My eyes raked up her naked body, my hands following all the way to her breasts that I stopped to cup. “What are you doing?”
“I’m not ready to get out of bed yet.” She grinned and bit her lower lip. “Something tells me you’re not either.”
Before I knew it, she was lifting herself up and positioning me at her entrance. A moment later, she was sliding down my cock with her head thrown back.
So much for holding out until I told her.
I dropped my hands to her hips, egging her on as she rocked forward and back. I watched the way her tits bounced and how big my cock looked as she took inch after inch.
Fuck it. My vow will start once my feet hit the floor.
