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“You changed your mind?” I asked.

“Shh. You talk too much.” He smiled then kissed me again. “I don’t care whose house this is, I just want to be with you.”

He pulled my nightshirt up and threw it aside as he kissed my shoulder and pressed me against his rock-hard body as we lay on our sides. My hands wandered over him, feeling the strong muscles of his back, down to his firm butt.

As I leaned back onto the bed, his lips found mine and he kissed me deeply. His hand moved over my breast and I arched my body, pressing myself further into his palm, wanting more. All my inhibitions drifted away as his fingers moved over the curve of my body to my hip, where his fingers ran across the edge of my panties.

“Are you okay with this?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, panting, wondering if he stopped to torture me.

His fingers curled around the edge of my bikini. I gazed back into his intense eyes as I slid my hand down to his hard cock. I moved my hand slowly up and down his shaft as he slowly pulled my panties down. He was definitely some kind of sadist.

My body trembled as his lips brushed over my breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it slowly, then rougher, brushing his teeth against the hard nubbin before treating the other one the same way. I moaned as my body pulsed with desire.

“I don’t know, I’m not getting the sense you really want it.”

I slid my hand a little faster on his cock, but he stopped me and shook his head, scolding me. My panties moved down further and I lifted my legs out of them. I was ready to jump him. He moved his hand over my mound.

“How badly do you need it?” he asked with a sly grin.

“Are you really going to make me beg?”

“Maybe I want to hear how badly you want me inside your wet pussy.”

He slid a finger into my wetness and I was quickly close to the edge. All the dirty talk and time spent with him over the past few weeks had been like foreplay for me.

“Please,” I breathed.

He reached down to his jeans and pulled out a condom. Ripping the package open with his teeth, he pulled it out and swiftly rolled it over his thick rod.

His lips closed over mine as his cock rubbed over my wetness. I felt the pressure of his tip against my entrance as he continued to kiss me. His cock thrust inside my pussy and I moaned.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned before moving his hips faster.

Each movement pushed me closer towards the edge. There was nothing sweet about what we were doing at that moment, it was pure lust and desire. A moan escaped my lips.

“I love making you moan,” he said.

He pulled my thigh up, entering me deeper. The sweat of our bodies made us slicker. I was ready to cry out his name when I heard the door open downstairs.

“Shit, they’re home,” I said. “We’re going to get caught.”

“Not if we’re quiet.”

He slowed his pumping as my parents entered the house. While the thought of getting caught worried me at first, Shane continued his long thrusts into me and got me more excited.

“I’m close,” I whispered.

As his cock thrust into me faster, I heard my parents as they walked down the hall past my door. My pussy tightened around Shane and his mouth closed over mine as the wave of release hit me.

I moaned, but his kiss silenced me. As my body quivered underneath him, he gasped into the pillow behind me, thrusting as he came.

We lay panting in each other’s arms, the moonlight glistening against our bodies. Hearing my dad and Joanna’s bedroom door finally close, we both let out a sigh and laughed.

He kissed me tenderly as he stroked my arm. As I looked into his eyes, I wondered if he felt the same way I did. I wasn’t falling for Shane anymore, I had already fallen hard.

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