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Her pussy grinding against mine makes me pulse. "Bedroom!" I hiss.

"Your mom's home!" she stammers.

I chuckle and push her to her feet. "She was home when I had you in my bed last night." I drop a kiss on her pouting lips, scoop up the paperwork and take her hand. I hurry us through the house. In the kitchen, I hand the papers to Ed. "Richard wanted Bea to sign these. Can you read them and explain them to us when we come down?"

"I can do that." Ed frowns.

Mom raises a brow.

"We'll go upstairs and use my laptop." I drag Bea upstairs and bundle her into my room.

"Your mom knows what we're doing."

"Maybe," I admit. "But be quiet. There is a difference between knowing and hearing." As I speak, I reach under her dress and pull down her panties. I give her a wolfish grin. "Hands on the door." Bea hesitates for a moment before complying, her cheeks flushing. "What are you going to do?" she asks. I lean in close, my breath warm against her ear. “Trust me," I whisper, my heart racing with anticipation.

I push my shorts down as I pull Bea's dress up around her hips. I squeeze the cheeks of her ass, spreading them wide as I push my hips into her. My cock nestles in the crack as I move my hands up her torso. "You feel so good, Bea."

She pushes her ass out as I slip one hand between her legs, cupping her pussy. My other hand continues to slide up her torso until it has a breast in its palm. "Oh, Essex. That feels so good." I dip a finger inside her and moan at the swollen and wet lips surrounding my digit.

I remove my hand from between her legs and grab my cock, guiding myself to her wet entrance. I push in lightly and pray like hell that I don't come too soon. Bea slowly rocks back and forth as I strain to get fully seated. I plant kisses on her neck and feel her shiver against me.

"Essex," she whispers, twisting her face to mine.

I feel her soft moans against my mouth as our bodies move in tandem, capturing her lips with mine. Our breathing becomes ragged as we find a rhythm that brings us both closer to the edge of ecstasy. I cup both of her tits, enjoying the weight in the palms of my hands as I run my thumb back and forth over her rock-hard nipples. Her pussy is so tight and the way it sucks and tightens around my cock is driving me crazy. "I'm going to come," I whisper.

Bea gasps as I change the angle of my thrusts, and I know she's close by the way her pussy flutters with little spasms of pleasure, making her wetter and softer. "Oh!" comes the soft word from her as she begins to come. With one last deep thrust, I follow her into orgasmic bliss. My release shoots out of me in thick ropes of cum that I have no control over. The feeling of coming with no barrier between us drives my pleasure even higher.

Bea lets out a moan, louder than she should, and begins to pulse with another climax. "Oh my God! Essex!" Her pussy clamps around my cock so fucking hard that my eyes cross. I feel her body shaking with the intensity of her pleasure, her moans echoing through the room. As we ride the waves of ecstasy together, I realize that this connection we share goes beyond physical pleasure. It's a deep emotional bond that leaves me both breathless and satisfied.

The knock on the door in front of us causes Bea to jerk up and into me. I catch my breath as my spent cock slips out of her body.

"Can you two remember that the wall is thin,” grumbles Ridge.

Bea giggles and slaps a hand over her mouth as she turns in my arms.

I reply, "Violet is more than willing."

"Fuck!" he bangs on the door.

Bea grabs my balls, her fingers tickling between my legs, making me slowly harden. "No more touching, babe. At least for now." I shove my junk away.

"I'll clean up. You’re running down my thighs."

My eyes go wide before they narrow. "Babe, you can't tell me that; Ed's probably waiting for us downstairs."

She laughs as she disappears into the bathroom.

I fall backwards onto the bed, a hand going to my chest where I rub. I'm obsessed with this girl. There are no other words for it. I'm in love and obsessed with my girlfriend. I never thought I'd be lost over a woman at age nineteen.

Coming out of the bathroom, I watch her pick up her panties from the floor, shake them out, and then keeping her eyes on mine as she steps into them. Mine flicker to her movements as more and more of her legs appear until I catch a brief glimpse of naked pussy before the panties are in place. I moan and close my eyes for a moment.

“Come on lover boy,” Bea says.

I open my eyes and find her holding a handout to me. She pulls me from the bed. I brush my lips over hers. “I want to keep you, Bea.” I drop my forehead to hers.

“It won’t be long until you can.” A quick kiss and I open the bedroom door.

Stepping out of the room, we come face to face with Ridge. My asshole brother smirks before clearing his throat. "Can I have a word, Essex?"

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