Pressing him down into the bed, I sit up and straddle his hips, rubbing my pussy and my ass back and forth along his hard dick. “You make me so fucking horny, babe.”
“I am nowhere near finished with you,” he grunts, grabbing my hips and pulling me forward as he sits up. Burying his face in my chest, he sucks my nipples as we rock against one another. My hands roam over his cropped velvety-soft hair as I lift my body up, and he positions himself at my entrance. I scream when Chad impales me with his monster dick, and I hope I have woken my asshole stepbrother.
That stunt he pulled with my car yesterday morning deserves payback. I have the ultimate retribution in mind. As soon as we’re done with this round, I’m suggesting we put it in motion.
All thoughts of Ares flee my mind when Chad drops down to his back, handing the reins to me. Pressing firmly on his rock-hard chest, I pivot my hips, lifting up and slamming back down, clenching my thighs at the side of his body as I ride him with gusto. Chad gropes my tits, pinches my nipples, and toys with my clit as we fuck, and I’m lost to everything but his touch, the feel of him moving in sync with me from below, and the out-of-this-world sensations he coaxes from my body.
I pick up my pace, my tits jiggling as I bounce up and down on his dick, grinding and moaning as I fuck him. Chad can tell when I need him deeper, and he lifts me up, bending me over the side of the bed as he slides back inside me. Raising my hips and pushing my head down into the bed, he rocks into me savagely, thrusting hard and fast as he drives his cock into my pussy, and I’m clenching around him as I feel another orgasm building. I detonate like a bomb when he pushes his thumb into my ass, screaming so loud I’m sure I’ve done temporary damage to my vocal cords.
“Take my cum,” he rasps, winding his hand around my throat from behind and applying pressure. “Take all of it. Everything I have is yours,” he says before he climaxes, depositing his seed deep inside me.
I offer up thanks to whoever invented the IUD because I love he can come inside me without knocking me up.
We collapse on the bed in a sweaty heap, and the only sounds in the room are our mutual deep breathing and heavy pants as we attempt to slow our racing heartbeats down.
“Love you.” Chad sweeps my hair aside, kissing the back of my neck.
I angle my head back for a kiss, and he presses his mouth to mine. We kiss slowly and passionately as his arms hold me to him with my back to his chest. “We’re going to be like zombies at school tomorrow,” I murmur against his lips.
“Worth it.” He nips at my ear.
We smile at one another as we remain locked in our intimate embrace, and I’m more content than I have been in weeks. “By the way, we’re holding our first party on Saturday. Spread the word.”
Chad’s first game is this Saturday, at home, so partying Friday night is a no-go. We have decided, while at college, Saturday nights will be party nights except when Chad has an away game. I’m too busy to plan and host weekly parties anyway, so twice a month works perfectly.
“Sounds like a plan.” His lips kick up at the corners. “Let’s not tell the degenerate. It can be a special surprise.”
I snort out a laugh. “I doubt he’ll be overly surprised. Parties and me are kind of synonymous, babe.”
“True.” He hugs me tight before releasing me. “I need to shower.”
“I’ll join you,” I suggest as he climbs off the bed. “Then I think we should put our revenge plan in motion. I got the glue. It’s dark out. And by the time we are showered and dressed, Ares should have fallen back asleep.” I smirk because there’s no way we didn’t wake Ares with all the noise we made. “This is the perfect time to do it.”
“For sure,” he agrees, switching on the bedside lamp.
My mouth drops open in horror as I look at him. “Oh my God.” I scramble off the bed. “You’re covered in dried blood. Are you hurt?”
He curses as he looks down at the blood stuck to parts of his face, neck, upper chest, and lower arms. “Not mine, don’t worry.”
I smack his chest and glare at him.
“Ow. What’s that for?” he asks, walking toward the camera.
“For not showering before you came to bed. Ugh.” A shiver tiptoes over me as I turn on the full light, surveying the mess that was my pristine white bed. He’s lucky he gave me multiple orgasms, or I might not be so forgiving. “Do I want to know whose blood has stained our sheets?”
He smirks as he presses a button on the camera to send the latest file to the cloud. “The less you know, the better.”
“Did you do this alone or…” I purposely let my question die out.
“Jase was with me.”
I’m relieved to hear it. Not that Chad can’t handle himself, but there is safety in numbers. Those two have gotten into plenty of fights and scrapes over the years, and they’ve always had each other’s backs. I don’t want that to change just because my relationship with Jase has ended.
“Did this have anything to do with the drugs?” I ask, bracing myself for an argument.
A muscle clenches in his jaw. “If you must know, it had to do with you. A couple of guys said some shit we didn’t appreciate, and we decided to teach one of them a lesson.”
“Aw, you’re my hero.” I deliberately leave Jase out of my statement, padding naked to where Chad is standing. I stretch up and kiss him. When I pull back, he’s looking at me with a funny smile. “What?” I inquire.
