“Just the weekend. I know you went to the masked event at Avalon because you were looking for more with the person who was on the other side of that wall. Give this—us—the weekend. Get it all out of our systems and then we’ll go back to normal.”
It will never be normal between us again, but it’s all I’ve got.
“I don’t know, Linc,” she says, shifting on my lap.
“I don’t have to be Linc. You can be Honey. I can make those dirty things you’ve been wanting a reality. Just the weekend. There’s already no going back.”
She bites her lip, contemplating my words, still not shifting off my lap. Her pussy feels warm around my cock, and I’m already obsessed. Well, even more so. I was obsessed with her before I even knew who she was. But if this is all she’ll give me, I’ll take it.
“After the weekend, that’s it. I can’t lose the only family I have,” she says softly.
Her blue eyes are watery, and I rub my thumb down her jaw.
Is it fucked up I’d hardly considered the family? I mean, I suppose I have thought of the repercussions somewhat. I just don’t give a fuck. My parents’ and my brothers’ love for us is too much to let this be a wedge between us. Sure, there would be tension, it would take time to digest and maybe things would never be the same, but they’d learn to deal.
When I think about it from Penny’s perspective, it feels significantly more complicated, but is it really?
“Okay, Pen.”
“There need to be rules.”
“No kissing,” I say, and she nods.
If I kiss her… fuck, I can’t even think about it.
“Good idea. We can never talk about any of this again after the weekend. Whatever happens between us dies with us.”
I nod and she swallows.
“You’re sure?”
“So sure. Are you ready to tell me what you want, Penny?”
She looks tense and sighs. “Take me home and I’ll tell you.”
Penny shifts off my cock, and I wince as she climbs back over to her seat and readjusts herself. I tuck my cock back into my shorts and restart the car, driving to the point of no-fucking-return.
Penny looksover her shoulder as we go to my apartment, like there’s someone with a camera following our every move, knowing we’re doing something salacious.
I don’t comment, worried that she will change her mind.
Life would be easier if we walked away from this, but I can’t. I’ve been searching for that piece that would make my life click together and I don’t know how or why, but Penny’s that piece.
She makes me feel like the best version of me and fuck if I don’t want to do the same for her. I can’t even say I wanted something that deep with Vanessa.
“Do you want a drink?” I ask as I lock the door, toss my keys on the counter, and head to the kitchen.
“Just water,” she says, taking a seat on the stool. “I should go home,” she says and I round the island and spin her stool so she’s facing me.
“It’s just the weekend, Penny,” I lie. “It will be our dirty little secret. I’ve already filled you with my cum tonight. What’s a few more times?”
Her pupils dilate.
I already knew, based on the things we did at Key Club and her bio, that we have a lot of the same interests. Penny likes the idea of this forbiddenness as much as I do. Some things feel even better when you know they’re wrong or not widely accepted.
“What if?—”
I cover her mouth with my palm.
