“Please what? Fill this pussy? Let you come?”
I fist the sheets in front of me, panting and taking every thrust of his hips. His fingers graze my scalp in a rough controlling way, but not too tight to truly cause pain.
“I…I…”
“I know what you need. Just lie there and take it, we both know you want it.”
It throws me over the edge, my clit rocking against the sheets, his heavy body on top of mine, and how deep and hard his cock is situated inside of me.
I fall apart, moaning into the sheets as his hips slap against my ass. He just keeps taking what he wants from my body and I shiver and shake as the crest of my orgasm reaches me.
He fists my hair, more of his weight falling on me as he whimpers into my ear and fills me with his come.
“Look at you coming all over a stranger's cock. Can’t lie and say you don’t want it now,” he says in a euphoric way against my face.
I’m catching my breath, which is still hard to do with him still being on top of me, but he doesn’t move right away either.
Lincoln kisses the side of my face before sliding his cock out of me and giving me some relief of him not being on top of me.
I’m about to turn around and get up when he grabs my hips.
“Wait,” he says, adjusting me so that I’m on all fours. “Let me watch it drip out of you.”
It should be humiliating, mortifying even. For me, it makes me want to do it all over again.
He doesn’t push it back in, but I can feel his release drip down my thighs as he watches my pussy with rapt focus.
“Let’s go shower,” he says, once he’s seen everything he wanted.
We’re quiet for a moment as he turns on the spray and we both step into the foggy glass capsule.
“Was that all okay?” he asks me, his face searching mine and his hands cupping the sides of my face.
He looks serious, like he does when he talks about work.
I approach him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his chest.
“It was more than okay, Linc,” I say.
“What do you need?” he asks.
“Just hold me,” I reply, and he does just that, the warm water spraying against our backs as he holds the back of my head with one hand and holds me close with another.
Too bad this weekend was also way more than I ever imagined it would be. I hold on to him tightly, not knowing how I’m supposed to let go come tomorrow night.
18
REMEMBER YOUR PROMISE
Penny is not a morning person,and I don’t wake her. I just stare at the pool of blonde hair taking up a significant amount of real estate on my pillows and think of ways to convince her to give me more time.
I’ve been so good with order, liking my life organized and clean for so long. But right now I want to find long blonde hairs clinging to my suit jacket before going to work. I want every shower to be with her; I want to watch more stupid shows and get drunk and sing karaoke at Calamity withher.
It all boils down to Penny.
The woman who’s always been in front of me, but never a second thought in my mind. But then Avalon happened and everything changed.
I wish I could just let this weekend pass and all these memories fall away with her, but I can’t.
