I line my cock up with her entrance, her wet pussy coating my head when I realize I’m bare. Shit. I suck in a breath and hold myself immobile. Kasey presses herself back and I grind my teeth together, my hand on her hip the only thing keeping her in place.
“I need to grab a condom,” I bite out.
Her eyes widen with understanding, but neither of us move.
“I’m on the pill,” she says, voice soft. Hesitant. “I’ve been on it since I was sixteen. I’m good.”
Thank fuck.
I nod. “I’m clean,” I tell her.
“Okay.”
Okay.
I press into her, watching her face for a reaction as my cock slips between her folds. She gasps, head falling back on her shoulders to expose her neck. Without even thinking, one hand slides up her body, stopping briefly to toy with one nipple, squeeze her full breasts, before wrapping around her throat in a possessive hold.
She moans and I thrust into her harder. Faster. “God, you’re tight.” I bite out the words as my hips pound furiously into her. I should slow down, ease her into this. She’s got to be sore after last night, but I can’t muster the control needed to pull back.
She presses her ass into me, meeting me thrust for thrust. My hand flexes on her throat, her cries getting louder. “Oh, god,” she moans, the walls of her pussy damn near strangling my cock. Her orgasms rocks through her. She arches her back, legs shaking, and I circle her clit, drawing out her release.
When her legs buckle, I push her forward, pinning her legs between me and the counter. With a hand on her back I push her down until her cheek is pressed against the mirror, her heavy breathing fogging up the glass.
My pelvis slams against her ass, my cock nudging her cervix as I bury myself deep. She isn’t even trying to hold in her needy moans, which only serve to spur me on more. Her inner muscles clench around my dick, and I drive into her hard and fast, chasing my own release and grinding against her. My balls draw up tight, muscles clenching, and with one final thrust and an agonizing groan, I’m spilling my cum inside her.
My legs shake and I pull out, Kasey still slumped on the counter. I turn the shower back on, checking the temperature to make sure it’s ready before pulling her under the warm spray and washing the signs of sex from both our bodies. Neither of us speaks, but when I move to wash between her thighs, she slaps my hand away.
Right.
We don’t do gentle or sweet. We fuck. She doesn’t want tenderness from me.
Grabbing us each a towel we dry off and I get dressed in my room. Kasey retreats to the guest room where her clothes are and comes back a few minutes later wearing a pair of white cut-off shorts and a red top. She has a frown on her face and a determined look in her eyes.
“I have a game today,” I tell her.
She nods. “You mentioned that yesterday.”
“Do you want to come? Allie and Bibi will be there watching the guys. You wouldn’t be alone.”
She bites her bottom lip, and I have to keep myself from going to her, tugging her abused lip free only to capture it with my own teeth. She doesn’t answer.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?” I ask, shoving my gear in my gym bag. Between sleeping in, the shower, and the sex, I’m running late and Coach will have my ass if I don’t get a move on, but something is going on in that pretty little head of hers. I need to figure it out.
“Aaron will be pissed if he finds out about this.”
I grunt. “I’m aware.”
“I don’t want to be the reason you two have a falling out again. He needs you and the others too much.”
I side eye her. “Spell it out for me, Kasey.”
“You can’t tell him. He can’t find out about any of this.” She indicates the space between us. I don’t like the idea of being her dirty little secret. Not one fucking bit. But, I can’t argue with her reasoning. Henderson has a lot on his plate. Me fucking his sister isn’t something he needs to worry about right now. Not when me fucking his sister should never have happened in the first place, but after this morning, I can’t say it won’t happen again.
ONE HUNDRED
Dominique
Idon’t know what came over me this morning. But when I woke up and Dominique was gone, a part of me crumbled, thinking he’d left me there, alone. Then I heard the water running and I just, I needed to know this wasn’t going to be like all the times before. That he wasn’t going to mess around with me, only to pretend nothing ever happened.
