Page 89 of Just Enough

She frowned. “But he’s alone… Without Mom or me, somehow that makes me sad.”

I moved my hand from the gear shift and placed my arm across her shoulders while I spoke. “You might not live with him anymore, but he still has you.”

She nodded. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“We’re still going to see him.”

She smiled, and I moved my arm again to change a gear. “About Roger…” she began.

“How long is he going to keep texting and trying to get back with you?” I couldn’t help but say.

“He’ll stop now that he knows we’re together,” she replied, but I extremely doubted that. Emily had no idea how charming she was. She didn’t try to be, it was just who she was as a person that attracted people, not just her beauty, which was mesmerizing itself.

“I’ll deal with him if he keeps it up,” I found myself muttering.

I felt her gaze on the side of my face as I focused on the road. “Benjamin, he didn’t know about us being together because I don’t talk to him anymore. Mom didn’t know because I rarely speak to her either.”

“He would have still come over when she asked in hopes of seeing you,” I told her. “I know because I would have if I had lost you. He’s the one that didn’t love or please you right, so it’s his own fault that he lost you.” I let my eyes do a quick scan over her body before refocusing on the road. “There’s no way I would have been able to sleep at night knowing I hadn’t gotten you off at least twice that night.”

“Will you stop being surly? He lost me because of you.” She never paused when she said, “I’m withyou.”

“It was really because of me?” I asked her.

She nodded softly. “It was. I was obsessing over you, us, Gorilla Ben and Rosie to the point that he noticed and so did I. I couldn’t stay with someone that I wasn’t even attracted to anymore, if ever… Now that I’m with you,” she paused as her cheeks got red. “I don’t think I even knew what attraction and feelings even were until I started looking deeper into what I felt for you… And once I did, I couldn’t stop.”

I was as hard as a steel pipe just hearing her talk. I took a deep breath. We were going to her Dad’s…I could show her how much she affected me once we got home. Then I felt her hand slide into my lap where she slid her fingers down my dick. “When we get back from Dad’s…” She let me think of the rest.

“You’re killing me,” I whispered through clenched teeth.

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Stolen glances, sneaking in for touches, and a swift kiss on her lips every time she gave me the chance. That was how our visit to her Dad’s went. We sat around and played cards because that was all her dad seemed to like to do lately. It might have something to do with him needing a hobby or a habit that wasn’t drinking. He was still sober. He lost weight, and he honestly looked great. I loved spending time at his house because it was so plain to see how much Emily adored her dad, which was amazing. They had no relationship growing up. He hadn’t involved himself in her life at all when she was a kid or a teen, so it was always something strange for me to see how much he’d changed and their new relationship. I had despised her family a good portion of our childhood for the simple fact that they never cared what she did or said. Now, things were different. In the best way for her and him.

Now we were hurrying up the steps to the floor our apartment was on. Emily’s hands slid underneath my shirt as I kissed her jaw then her neck as I pulled her forward to move faster. I gripped one of her hips, letting her shirt rise as she wound her arms around my neck having to tiptoe to do so. The August night put chills across her stomach as I slid my thumb across those goose bumps before pushing her up against our apartment door so I could keep touching her while I unlocked the door.

She mewled in my ear and it was my defeat. The sounds she made were one of my favorite things. I threw open the door, and Emily’s hands were suddenly everywhere, all over me. But I already knew how I wanted her tonight. While she was frantic, I had already planned every one of her orgasms. I pulled her clumsy hands away from me and twisted her around, wrapping my arm around her stomach as I pressed her ass into my aching hard-on. She whimpered, and I walked us forward and turned on the light. Then I pressed her against the wall, placing my face in the back of her neck. “Right here?” I asked, just to make sure she was on board with the idea.

She whimpered, then nodded. My breathing was hot and heavy in her ear as I started working on her pants. Her gasping breaths greeted the wall as she arched her back and shimmied out of the jeans I forced down her legs. I drank in the sight of her ass and ran my fingers down her creamy flesh before sliding my fingers between her legs and pressing into her folds. “How long have you been ready for me?” I asked her.

She tilted her head back trying to look at me. “Since the drive to Dad’s,” she admitted. I rubbed my finger down her opening and pressed inside.

“Should I add another?” While I asked her, I pulled my index finger out and pressed back inside her with two.

Her back was nearly curved in half as she pressed her ass into me and tilted her head back against my chest. “God, Benjamin. That mouth.” She sighed half dreamy, but mostly lustily. “I still can’t wrap my head around how filthy it can be when…”

“When your pussy is wrapped around my dick?” I finished for her. “Spread your legs apart for me.” She complied quickly. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down enough so that I could free myself before I ran the tip along her ass. “See, babe, you might have gotten a lot right when you gave some of my traits to your Gorilla Ben, but unlike him, I know exactly what I want.”

“This.” She gasped as I slipped my hand underneath her shirt and squeezed one of her breasts roughly, pushing her bra up in the process. “This,” I cupped her pussy with my other hand while taking my other hand out of her shirt so that I could grab her chin and force her to tilt her head back so that her green eyes met my possessive intent. “All of you is mine. You’re all I want.”

I positioned myself until I was pressed against her opening, then I slammed into her all at once. I hissed as her heat welcomed me, and she cried out. There was something carnal and flat out possessive about the way I felt about Emily taking me into her body every single time without a condom. We hadn’t used one once. I had gone above and beyond with other women to make sure that I always used a condom even if they tried to talk me out of it, but the moment I knew I was going to get all up in my best friend, I had no intentions whatsoever. Because without a doubt, I knew there’d be no one else but her.

I worked her clit as I pounded into her. She wasn’t quiet, but with the way I pulverized her, she probably couldn’t be silenced. She tightened around me, and I bit into her neck. “Want me to slow down?” I was already close, and I didn’t want to send myself over the edge without taking her with me.

She shook her head. “Don’t. Oh, God!” And then she was coming around me. I recognized her body’s reaction, and the beautiful way her face scrunched up.

Roughly, I pulled her away from the wall and placed my palm on her back until her hands smacked the wall so that she bent over. She was so beautiful at every angle I could get her. I never stopped or slowed. I was overcome with a fever, and her body took my frenzy like she wanted to drown in it.

When I came inside her, she made sure to look back. Her eyes drank me in, and it only heightened my pleasure because with the way she watched me…made me feel like I hung the moon.

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