Chapter 25 #3
She nods, pulling me closer to her. I fall onto her, kissing her pretty mouth.
Our tongues spark together, and then my dick’s snaking its way between her legs.
I hold myself straight to aim inside her.
I kiss her, pressing against her entrance.
The tip enters, and her pussy feels so much better without the condom.
Holy fuck. I push deeper, licking her tongue as she moans.
The sound is louder in this small room than I expected.
I press my mouth over hers, swallowing in the next one.
She tilts her hips up just a little to let me in.
She’s so fucking tight that I have to Camdenthe through pushing into her.
She said she’s not a virgin, but I don’t think she’s fucked anyone in a long time because she’s still not letting me slide in easily.
I grind my hips, thrusting faster. The friction has to let me in.
I slide in deeper and groan. It fucking worked.
I’m halfway there. I kiss her lips, her cheek, and then her neck.
“I love doing this with you, baby,” I say, lifting her left leg to her chest.
“Yeah?” she Camdenthes, moaning when I dive deeper.
“Are you doing okay?” I ask, looking down. Fuck, she’s taking me so well. Her pussy clenches, and I nearly come on the spot. I groan quietly against her ankle, and my Camdenth makes her squeal.
She looks down at my cock deep inside her, and then she looks up at me.
I catch her eyes with my own. Her mouth opens, a sweet moan leaving those lips.
I start fucking her harder and faster now.
The headboard taps against the wall, and I freeze with my hips pressed against her.
We both listen. Her chest is rising fast under mine.
After a second, I pull her hips off the bed an inch so the frame doesn’t touch the wall, and I keep going.
She grabs onto my shoulders, pulling my face towards her.
She kisses me while I fuck her, and it’s the sweetest thing.
She stares into my eyes when I pull away, and I’m on the verge of release.
“Baby,” I Camdenthe, reaching between her legs. “Think you can come with me?”
She flushes red. The color reaches her chest, and I think it’s adorable as hell that she’s embarrassed. I press my fingers against her clit and start rubbing. I use fast motions.
“Lower,” she murmurs. I run my fingers a little lower, and her entire body jolts. Her pussy clenches, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. I need her on the verge. I rub faster, motioning in circles. Her back arches. “Where did you learn to do this?” she mutters aloud.
“It’s female anatomy,” I lie. Porn. Truth is, I learned everything I know from porn. “Does it feel good?”
She nods quickly and sharply. “So good.” She moans. “Like it shouldn’t feel this good.”
“Baby, you feel so fucking good.” I run my other hand on her face.
I reach her bottom lip, and she sucks my finger into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck, Lucy.” I keep my pace on her clit, but I slow down on thrusting because I’m going to fucking explode.
“Baby.” I nearly laugh. I rub faster, and her mouth falls open.
I grab her chin and force her to look at me.
I want to watch her crumble under me. I shake my hand faster.
This is as fast as it’ll fucking go. She starts shaking under me.
I start thrusting, feeling her pussy tighten and then release around me.
That’s it.
That’s fucking it.
I keep my fingers moving on her clit as I thrust faster into her. Her face morphs into a cry. Her fingernails dig into my arm and shoulder. Her head falls back.
“Benson,” she cries. “Aw, fuck.”
I keep thrusting. I love it when her innocent mouth swears.
She looks up at me, panting loudly. I come undone.
The wave that hits me is all at once, and the release that follows is unlike any other time I’ve come.
It might be because I always use a condom, and raw pussy feels way better than I’ve ever known, or the obvious that this girl is the death of me.
I’m no longer the same man I was two days.
Her sounds have completely rewired my brain.
My dick is firing, but so is my brain. I stare deep into her eyes, wishing this moment wouldn’t end.
I’ve never felt so fucking connected to another human being than I do right now.
She leans up and kisses me like she can read my thoughts.
I slam into her, grabbing her cheeks with my hand.
With my other hand, I push her hair out of my way.
I ride out the intense orgasm, slowly fucking the semen into her.
It feels wet and slippery now, so I push all the way inside of her because I finally can without resistance.
She moans into my mouth, pulling me closer.
“Benson,” she whispers, moaning. “Did you come?”
I nod. “Inside of you.” Then I wake up from my lustful daze and sit up. “Fuck, I came inside of you.”
“I’m on birth control.”
I pull out. “Yeah, but I came a lot.” I look down at her pussy leaking my come. Fuck, it’s a sight to see. “Wait right here.”
She points at the locked door. “There’s my towel.”
I reach for it and clean her. “Sorry,” I say. “Is that okay? Did I get it all?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know.”
“Stand up. Let gravity do its job.”
She chuckles, taking my hand. She stands, and I drop to my knees with the towel. I wipe her a few more times.
“Oh,” she says, moving her hips. “Yeah.”
“Yeah?”
She says, “Maybe I should use the bathroom.”
“Yeah and probably shower. I’ll wait out here.”
She gestures with her hands. “Do you want to shower?”
I look up at her and ask, “With you?”
She nods.
Shit. “Yeah.” My dick’s still wet, covered with our juices. “Yeah, I’d love to shower with you.”
I follow her out the door, and it feels stupid sneaking across the hall for the bathroom, but my sister lives here.
I look at her closed bedroom door and quickly shove that thought right out.
She’s at work and won’t be home. If she comes home, I’m fucked.
I push the thought out when I see Lucy bend over and turn on the faucet.
She closes the curtain after she steps in.
I step inside and take up most of the space, but she doesn’t seem to mind. I reach for the soap, lather it on my hands, and start washing her body. She watches me closely, letting me rub my hands all over her body.
I think about what my sister said this morning.
About Mara moving in to replace Lucy. The thought doesn’t sit right with me that my sister is willing to kick her out if Lucy decides to date me.
Or maybe sleeping with me already sealed it.
It’s starting to make me pissed, so I stand under the water and let it roll off my body.
I turn the water freezing cold. Lucy yelps, but I hold her close to me.
“You’re welcome to stay at my place, Lucy.”
She giggles, squirming under the cold stream. “What?” she asks, getting out of my arms.
I wash my dick, and then I step out of the shower. I can’t keep a straight face, so I get out to cool off. “My sister said something stupid this morning. I don’t know if she said it to piss me off, but if anything happens, you can stay with me.”
The water shuts off, and the curtains don’t open right away.
“Can you pass me a clean towel from the closet?”
I open the closet and grab the folded towel at the top. She takes it and then opens the curtain with her body wrapped in the towel.
“What did she say?” she asks.
I dry my legs off and shake my head. “She’s my sister, so she can say some pretty stupid things to piss me off. I’ll let you talk to her.”
She steps out of the tub and opens the bathroom door. We walk back to her bedroom and get our clothes on. She takes the three towels and throws them in the washer. When she walks back to her room, she says, “I think you should go. We don’t know when she’ll be back.”
I nod, feeling like I’m too much in my head right now. The thought of my sister kicking her out pisses me off. I kiss her forehead and say, “Call me.” Then I realize I don’t have her fucking number. I take two steps back and hold out my phone. “May I have your number, Lucy?”
She takes my phone with a smirk and taps away at the screen.
“We can hang later if you’re free.”
She inhales. “I have homework.”
I shrug. “So do I.”
That makes her smile. I peck her lips once, twice, and then both her cheeks. I kiss her forehead four times. “Okay. Call or text me, okay?”
She nods.
“I’ll see you later.” My nerves as I leave her apartment are high. I expect to see Gianna around every corner, but she’s never there.
At the Hawthorne House, I walk into the house and greet Rowan drawing a penis on Stanley’s cheek.
I chuckle and shake my head. Blue’s filming the whole thing.
I walk over and stare down at him. I ask for the Sharpie.
I draw jizz drops down his chin. Rowan covers the Sharpie and then silently tells Blue to take a photo.
I lean in and smile. Blue puts on the selfie mode to get himself in it.
It’s the three of us smiling, and Stanley’s mouth is open while he’s dead asleep.
I leave them to it and walk up to my bedroom.
I sit at my desk and stare at nothing for a few minutes.
Lucy has consumed all of my thoughts. I pull out my phone and type out a text.
I question if that’s too clingy. Is it too much?
Fuck, I close the app. I peel open my laptop and start doing some homework.
Five minutes later, I grab my phone again and look at her contact.
I type out a message and send it this time.
Me: Hi.
I stare at it. Simple enough.
Lucy: She just came home.Lucy: She walked right past me and slammed her bedroom door shut.
Shit.