Page 28 of Her Devils

I want to come so badly, but at the same time, I don’t want this to be over, and definitely not before Lenley comes on my cock.

My hips move to meet each of her movements, and we press against each other harder and harder with every thrust.

I watch the way her breathing gets faster, and I know what to do to take her over the edge with me.

I sneak one of my hands between us, using the pad of my thumb to rub her swollen clit, and that does it.

Lenley comes in a rush, her inner walls contracting around me and making me explode.

I’ve never felt anything like this. The warmth that made my spine tingle and my balls tighten turns into something so intense that it almost hurts.

My cum shoots out of me, hot and fast, and I hold her tightly against me as I spill myself inside her, pulsing and writhing before we both still.

“Channing, I want to have your baby!”

For some reason, those words invade my mind, and then I have the weirdest thought. I know Lenley is on the pill and we’re protected, but—I nip that dangerous thought in the bud. I have no business thinking that having a baby with Lenley wouldn’t be the worst thing that could happen to me.

I caress the nape of her neck as she collapses against my chest. As we both come down from our high, I try to get my crazy thoughts in check.

Being with a girl I’m starting to consider a friend must be confusing me, and maybe it’s also heightened by the sensation of fucking her bare.

That must be it, I decide.

I’m not a relationship kind of guy, and aside from our deal, I have to remember that Lenley’s heart belongs to another.

“That was—holy shit,” she says, placing a soft kiss on my lips and interrupting the nonsense that was swirling around in my head.

“It was perfect, baby,” I praise her. “That thing you did at the end, squeezing your muscles around me, made me come so fucking hard. You’re a natural at this.”

She giggles, blushing as she settles against my chest. “I can’t take all the credit for that, Chan. Peyton told me to do it, and I thought I’d try it with you.”

I laugh. “Figures. I guess I owe him one then, but you’re a fast learner. Come on now, let’s get into the shower. I still feel that fucking sticky Wild Horse drink on my chest.”

I rise from the chair, lifting Lenley into my arms and carrying her to the bathroom.

I’m planning to fuck her against the shower wall and then again in bed—anything to wipe away the dangerous thought that’s still lingering in the back of my mind. With our deal, I agreed to share Lenley with my brothers, so I have to remember that even if she wasn’t in love with Penn, she couldn’t be mine.

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