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by Loni Ree


  He leans over and whispers, "You're driving me insane," next to my ear. His breath floating over my sensitive skin causes a shiver to run through my body and my panties to become saturated with my arousal.

  I turn to him, and my lips find his as he pushes me back on the sofa, but I can't control my gasp when my bruised hip is pushed into the cushion. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He looks down at me with worried eyes.

  "Uh, I have a sore hip…" Before I can finish explaining, he pulls me across his lap and is lifting my dress. "Hey…"

  His hands are running over the black and blue skin on my hip and upper thigh, and I look up and see his eyes rounded in horror. "Did I do that when I tackled you?"

  "It was an accident." I attempt to soothe him, but he places me on the sofa and stands abruptly. He paces the room while running his hands through his hair.

  "Fuck, I can't believe I hurt you like that." He keeps shaking his head.

  I walk over and touch his arm. "Hey, it's not a big deal. It was a misunderstanding." After leaning down and laying his forehead against mine, he wraps his hands in my hair and holds me close. "I would never hurt you on purpose," he whispers and kisses the side of my neck.

  I melt into him and sigh when he starts kissing along my collarbone. "I guess you need to make it up to me." I groan as he nips at the side of my neck, "You're off to a good start." My eyes roll back when he lifts me and wraps my legs around his waist.

  "Bedroom now. Please, don't say no," he begs, and I point down my short hall to the last door."

  After carefully laying me across the bed, he pulls off each of my shoes and drops them on the floor. "Now is the time to tell me to go if you want to stop this." His eyes roam over my body and my pulse skyrockets.

  While he watches, I reach behind my neck to untie my halter dress, and he growls as I lower the top. He doesn't wait for me, reaching to take the ends out of my fingers and pulling the dress down my body, leaving me in only my panties. My back arches off of the bed, and I cry out when he spreads my legs and runs his nose over my soaked thong. He moves the wet material out of the way to slips two fingers into my aching pussy.

  My cries echo around the room as he pauses to nip the inside of my thigh before licking his way to my soaking center. He runs his tongue along the inside of my pussy lips while slowly curling his fingers and massaging my tight sex. When he sucks my swollen clit into his mouth and bites down while rubbing on my pussy wall, I detonate and scream my release.

  "Damn, baby, you soaked me." With a groan, he stands to rip off his clothes. As his spectacular body comes into view, more wetness runs from my hungry pussy. His trim and beautifully fit body has a few well-placed tattoos that were mostly hidden under his conservative clothing, but it's his huge cock that has me drooling. Wow! That monster is going to be a test for my virgin pussy.

  "You keep staring like that and I'm going to come before I even get inside your little pussy," he growls as he climbs over me.

  Before he can thrust into my body, I put my hand on his bearded chin and angle his eyes up to mine. "I know this is kind of late, but I've never done this before."

  His eyes widen slightly before he smiles widely and kisses me. I get lost when his tongue enters my mouth and tangles with mine. While he's exploring my mouth, I feel the tip of his massive erection nudge my entrance then push inside. There's a burning, tearing feeling, and I dig my nails into his shoulders and gasp into his mouth before he thrusts deeper. As he slowly moves in and out, pleasure starts to override the burn.

  One of his fingers is pinching my aching nipple as he pistons his hips and drives his hard dick in and out of my tight sex. The two sensations are pushing me closer to the edge. I'm forced to tear my lips away from his to draw in a breath then cry out as an orgasm starts moving through my entire body. When my pussy spasms around his cock, he starts pumping fast and hard. After a few seconds, he suddenly freezes above me and shouts, and his dick jerks inside my spasming center while spurts of warm cum fill me.

  He rolls to the side and brings me with him, running his hands through my hair while whispering, "You have ruined me, totally ruined me with your perfect pussy. Ruined for life." Then he kisses me, and I snuggle into his side. The cum dripping out of my sex reminds me that we need to talk about birth control in the morning, but right now, I'm too tired and relaxed from orgasm overload to care.

  Ethan

  Fuck, she’s so goddamn perfect. I knew I was in trouble the first time she looked up at me and blinked her gorgeous brown eyes. Now, I can't imagine spending a day without her. Waking up with her snuggled against my side was the best feeling in the world, and I plan to make sure it becomes a daily occurrence real soon. Not wanting to disturb her, I lean down and carefully run my nose through her sweet-smelling hair and draw her scent into my lungs.

  She shifts slightly in her sleep, and her knee rubs my rock-hard cock, causing it to stand up straight under the covers and fire to streak up my spine. Fuck, I'm going to walk around with a permanent hard-on whenever I'm with my girl, which I plan on being all the time so this could become dangerous.

  When her fingers graze the end of my swollen member, I realize she's torturing me on purpose. "Baby, you are going to be too sore to handle me this morning."

  She closes her soft hand around the tip of my dick and rubs the pre-cum around with her thumb. "My mouth isn't sore at all." She looks up and winks then scoots down under the covers, and I grab the bottom sheet to keep some control as I watch her gorgeous dark hair draped across my abdomen. She slowly licks the head of my cock then closes her luscious mouth around it. With my eyes crossing, I lose the ability to hold my head up.

  As she sucks on my cock, I grab her little ass and scoot her around. When she stops her ministrations and looks over her shoulder at me, I assure her, "I'm going to have a little taste, too."

  When I have her little legs straddling my face, I lean up and take a deep lick into her wet center, and her nails bite into my inner thigh as she sucks my dick harder. Then she gently massages my nuts with her soft tiny fingers. My cock pushes against the back of her throat, and I have to count backward from one hundred to stop my orgasm. Thrusting two fingers into her soaking pussy causes her inner muscles to start spasming around my digits and liquid to splash on my face as she comes hard and screams around my sensitive sex.

  "Fuck, I'm coming," I warn and try to pull back, but she holds tight, and I lose the fight and come down her throat. Afterward, she collapses on my chest, and I barely have the strength to spin her around so she's facing me.

  "Damn, that's one great way to wake up," I compliment and kiss her forehead once I'm able to string together coherent words.

  "I'll say." When she leans up and kisses my chin, I hug her close and promise myself to move quickly to make this an everyday occurrence soon.

  After we shower together and have breakfast, I persuade Emma to let me take her out for the day. We spend the day at the local zoo, checking out the wildlife. When a gorilla starts making eyes at my girl, I kiss her to show him who owns her. She laughs and wraps her arm around my waist. "This has been an awesome day. Thanks for taking me out."

  "I'd like to have dinner with you tonight and see you tomorrow, too." My impatience causes me to press her for as much time as she'll give me.

  She looks up at me, a little frown between her eyebrows. "Don't you have to work at the gym?"

  "Monday, I have to be there for a few hours, but I'd like to see you as much as possible until then." I shrug and lean down to kiss her. Before she can argue anymore, I wrap my arm around her shoulder and lead her to the exit.

  Emma demands time to get ready before going out for dinner, so I tell her I'll pick her up in an hour and run home to shower and change. That hour feels like an eternity, and I count the minutes until the time comes to return to my baby.

  When I ring her doorbell fifty-five minutes later, she opens the door with her dress unzipped. She signals me in then turns her back, asking, "You're early. Can
you zip me up?"

  "Fuck, baby, I'd much rather unzip you and stay in for the night." I slowly raise the zipper, kissing my way up her back as I go. Goosebumps break out on her delicate skin before she turns in my embrace and wraps her silky arms around my neck.

  "Feed me then fuck me, Mr. Wescott," she whispers then touches her soft lips to mine. I take the invitation and slip my tongue into her mouth and devour her.

  Before I lose control of the situation, I break the kiss and pull back. "Are you almost ready? If we stay here much longer, I won't have the willpower to take you out before I take you to bed."

  She pushes away and rushes to her bedroom, calling over her shoulder, "Give me five minutes, and I'll be ready to go out the door."

  We end up rushing through dinner so we can get back to her place for dessert. I fall asleep that night with a bruised dick and a plan to make this girl mine forever. I’m so irrevocably in love with Emma that I can’t imagine not seeing her every day for the rest of my life.

  Chapter Four

  Emma

  I don't know exactly when it happened. I think it was sometime between sixty-nine and the gorilla flirting with me, but I know I fell totally, one-hundred-percent, irrevocably in love with Ethan Wescott. He's nothing like the jerk I met the day my ceramic babies bit the dust. We've been alternating nights at each of our houses, and I've fallen in love with his house, too.

  The dinner I ordered was just delivered, and he should be home any minute, so I decide to put on a frilly nighty to surprise him. I feel like having my dessert before dinner tonight.

  When he walks through the door, I'm sitting on a barstool facing the door. Wearing only the light blue nighty with my legs spread, he can see I've purposely neglected to put on undies. He jerks to a stop, and his eyes flash hungrily when he walks in the door, biting his lip as his eyes move up and down my body. After kicking the door shut with his foot, he pulls his t-shirt over his head and tosses it on the floor. Without saying a word, he pulls his shorts and underwear off while kicking his tennis shoes across the floor.

  Before I can blink, he has me wrapped in his arms, and his lips are ravishing mine. He pulls back slightly as he rushes down the hall. "Whatever I did to deserve this welcome, I'll do it every day."

  When we get to his bedroom, he tosses me on the bed. As I land on my still sore hip, I flinch a little. "What the fuck?" he asks and bends to examine my side.

  "I'm still a little sore." I run my hands through his hair and pull him up for a kiss. "But you can make it up to me. It's been two weeks, and my bruise still hurts when I press on it. What ya gonna do about it?" I breathe into his ear as he slowly runs his fingers up and down my back. He leans over and examines the slight yellow spot on my hip before rolling me onto my back and spreading my legs. After he starts flicking his tongue over the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, I forget all about the fading injury.

  "Looks like I have making up to do," he purrs in between licks. My eyes roll back in my head when he settles his big body between my spread legs and uses his thumbs to hold my pussy lips open for his hungry tongue.

  "Ooh, yeah…" I have more to say, but the massive orgasm caused by him lightly biting my clit while thrusting two fingers into my wet center stole my words. "Forgiven." I sigh when my brain can function again.

  "Don't be too quick to forgive. Make me work for it." Ethan slides his huge cock into my still quivering pussy, and we both let out a moan. My nails dig into the rippling muscles of his back, and he grunts as he pistons into my wet core. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh and his grunted "fucks."

  Out of nowhere, my pussy locks down on his raging cock, and we both come explosively. His shout drowns out my cry. After taking a few seconds to drag air into my gasping lungs, I gasp, "Wow, definitely forgiven."

  "You really forgive too easily, baby. I'll definitely need to stay around to keep an eye on you. That won’t be a chore because I love you.” He leans down and parts my lips with his tongue, and as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, he starts circling his hips, which starts his apology all over again.

  I scream my love for him at the top of my lungs, and he suddenly stops his thrusts. After closing his eyes for a second, he looks down and mumbles, “Thank God for that,” before devouring my lips while rocking my world. Dinner is long cold before we get to it much later.

  I decide to go workout at Ethan's gym again. He's been pressing me to meet his brother and family, so my first step is going to his gym. I've never had a real relationship, and all this is so new to me. Because I fear my mom and Aunt Maureen will scare him away, I've avoided introducing him to my family.

  When I walk into WesCo Gym, I look around for Ethan but don't see him anywhere. I've never been great at working out, so I decide to use the treadmill until he appears. I'm moving along when I feel eyes on me, and I look to find my worst nightmare glaring at me from across the gym. Sally Murphy-Egan, my high school nemesis and Miss Mercedes-driving skinny ass bitch herself. Fuck me.

  "Well, well, well. If it isn't little Emma Wolcott. You know treadmills can only help so much." She sneers, and I want to hop off the machine and kick her perfect teeth in.

  "Hey, baby. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Ethan walks up and pushes the stop button on my treadmill. After it stops, I hop off and wrap my arms around him, so happy to have him here to keep me from doing something I'll regret later.

  "Ethan, I didn't know you were friends with little Emma." Her whiney voice cuts in, and I stiffen in Ethan's arms.

  Ethan rubs my back soothingly and replies over my head, "Emma is my girlfriend, Sally, and if you have a problem, you need to get the fuck out." Several members start clapping, almost completely drowning out the sound of her gasp.

  "My husband will hear about this," she promises as she stomps toward the locker room.

  "Don't let that bitch get to you," Ethan growls in my ear. He leans me over his arm and kisses me for the whole gym to see.

  When I can catch my breath, I let him know, "She's tortured me since high school. Her husband is a horrible man, too."

  "I'll worry about the goddamn Egans." After kissing the tip of my nose, Ethan takes my hand and pulls me to his office, where he proceeds to make me forget all about Sally Murphy-Egan.

  The next day, I'm in the Drip Stop having breakfast with my cousin Chelsea when I hear the awful piercing sound of her voice. "Two days in a row. My luck is stupendous."

  I take a deep breath before I turn and face the bitch. "Leave me alone, Sally," I grit out through clenched teeth.

  "Oh no, you and I are going to have a little talk outside." She points at the door, and my cousin tries to interrupt, but I put my hand up.

  "Let me get this over with. The bitch is like a dog with a bone. She won't give up until I let her get it off her chest." I take great pleasure in watching Sally's eyes narrow when she hears me comparing her to a dog. I look back at Chelsea and continue, "Just wait a few minutes. I'll be right back."

  After following Sally out onto the sidewalk, I wait for her to unload her usual trash. "You have one day to break off your little love affair with Ethan Wescott, or my husband is going to pull his funding from the gym and lover-boy will lose everything." She prances around and picks at an imaginary piece of lint on her blouse while my heart shatters in my chest.

  "Why are you doing this?" I ask, and she throws her head back and laughs.

  "You know why. Lover-boy better be crying by tonight or it’s bye-bye gym." Sally's warning echoes in my heart as I watch the evil monster slither away. I know Chelsea will be able to tell right away that Sally just ruined my entire life, so I text her that something came up and I have to run.

  The tears are blinding me the entire way home. Sally Murphy ruined my teenage years, and now she's managed to ruin my adult life, as well. One mistake in high school is going to cost me the most important thing I've ever had in my life.

  Knowing I can't face Ethan and break up with him, I pac
k my things. I call my brother in New York City and tell him an emergency has come up, and I need a place to stay for a week or so. Kevin is more than willing to let me visit, so I book my flight and leave before I send my text to Ethan. When I arrive in New York, I finally talk myself into sending the text that has been written all day. In the message, I tell Ethan that things have moved way too quickly and I think we need to take a break. I ask him not to contact me again and wish him the best. I hurry and turn my phone off once the text is gone so I can't see his return text.

  Chapter Five

  Ethan

  "Hey asshole, your goofy grin is starting to scare me and worry the gym rats." My twin's teasing makes my grin bigger.

  "I have a whole bunch of reasons to grin lately." I take a big drink of water and sit behind my desk.

  "When are we going to get together so I can really get to know your girl? Grammy is pressing me for info." He drops down in the seat in front of my desk as I hear my phone beep in the drawer.

  "I'll arrange it soon." I open the drawer and see a text from Emma.

  I reread the text several times before I realize the words aren't somehow jumbled. What the fuck? I try to dial her phone, but it goes straight to voicemail.

  "Hey, man, you're fucking snarling. What's up?" I shake my head and look up at Derek.

  "She ended things." The words narrowly pass the lump in my throat.

  "What?" he sputters. His shocked expression matches my own as he grabs my phone out of my lifeless fingers. "What the fuck is going on? Did you have a fight?"

  "I left her in bed well-fucked," I mumble as I scratch my head trying to figure out what the fuck is happening.

  "Something happened. We'll get this shit figured out." He grabs me by the arm and drags me out through the gym floor. As we go, I see Sally Murphy-Egan standing off to the side with an excited smile on her face, and rage pours through my body.

 

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