Page 65 of Fighting the Odds

“Okay.” My hands begin to shake as I place my book on the couch beside me and turn to face him. A trickle of sweat runs down my chest between my breasts, where my heart is rapidly beating.

He reaches out and takes my palm in his, rubbing his thumb across the back of my fingers.

“I did something today, and I don’t want you to be mad when I tell you.”

“Okay.” That seems to be all I can say, my mind going a hundred miles an hour.

“I love you, god how I do. And I know you love me. We’ve only been together as an official couple for a short time, but it’s truly what my heart feels for you. I’ve pined for you for so long. But I know your heart is so big it has enough love for others. And I’m okay with that. We’ve talked about your feelings for the three brothers.”

“Cyrus, I only need you.” My heart breaks that he thinks he’s not enough for me. He’s more than enough. People have feelings for the opposite sex all the time without acting on them. I’m no different.

“Sierra, I know that. But I also know you have feelings for three other people. Varying levels, but they’re still there. So I met with them today before coming home.”

“You what!?” I blurt, practically falling over.

“I met with them. Let them know how you felt about them, and then asked what they wanted. In case you’re wondering if they want you, they do. All three of them.”

“What?” I try to work through what he’s saying. He went and saw them. They want me. Even Colton.

“Why did you do that? I still don’t understand how you can be okay with me being with them.”

“I’m okay with it because I love you.” He leans in, sliding his hand behind my head and placing his lips on mine.

He deepens the kiss and I let out a moan, my body on fire from his touch.

Without breaking the kiss, I crawl over until I’m straddling his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him like a woman seeing her man off to war, and it’s our last one. My hips begin to roll, grinding my core against his crotch. I know if I looked right now, there would be a wet spot on my jeans.

This man turns me on so badly.

His hands move down my back and grip the hem of my shirt, pulling it up, breaking apart our locked lips.

Cyrus bucks his hips into me as I lift my arms. “See how hard you make me? This is why I can do it. Take off your pants for me.”

My face heats as I slowly stand, reaching for the button on my jeans and undoing it. Sliding the zipper down, I shimmy them down my hips, sliding them off my legs until they hit the floor. I stand awkwardly, waiting for his next instructions. I’m not sure how I do it so easily on stage when I feel this shy in front of him.

“Panties too,” his deep voice commands, and my juices slide down my leg.

I slowly slip them off, leaving me in only my bra. My heart is racing as I press my thighs together, trying to quell the need burning inside of me.

He reaches down, undoing his pants and pulling his cock out, gripping the hardened shaft with his hand, stroking it as he roams my body with hooded eyes.

“Come here, baby, ride my cock.” My pussy throbs as I eagerly climb on his lap, straddling him once more.

He rubs the head of his cock through my wet folds as I throw back my head in a moan.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes,” I whimper, just as he pushes inside of me.

He pauses for a moment, giving me time to adjust before he pulls out. He thrusts in and out as I try to find my rhythm in this position. Cyrus has been so patient with me during sex, never making me feel insecure.

The sound of skin slapping fills the room as I begin to bounce on his cock. He places the pad of his thumb on my clit, applying firm pressure, and rubs in tiny circles.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby. I’m not going to last long.”

“Me either!” I cry out as my body seizes up, and I throw my head back. He keeps rubbing tiny little circles on the tiny bundle of nerves as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me, and my pussy clenches down on his cock.

“Fuck!” he cries, as he lifts me off just before shooting ropes of cum onto his shirt. My eyes take in every twitch and jerk of his dick as he expels his creamy fluid.

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