Page 121 of Bad for Me

He suddenly encircles my waist with one arm and pulls me across the center console to straddle him. I dig my nails into his shoulders for purchase once I land and hold on as he shifts underneath me.

“Woods, what are you doing?” I mutter in between kisses, but I don’t really care as long as he doesn’t stop us.

“Something I should’ve done yesterday,” he growls as one hand grips my hip underneath my dress.

I hesitate to respond as he unzips himself. The alarm bells that should be going off and warning me not to do this are completely silent. Not only is he my stepbrother and my professor, but I should at least be telling him to get a condom.

But I bite my lip and let temptation reign as he thrusts into me in one swift motion.

“Fuck,” his deep moan harmonizes with my high one.

I saw how big he was yesterday, but my God, I’m sofull. Unlike yesterday, though, he doesn’t waste time letting me adjust and lifts me up to pump into me again. And again. And again, and again. When my thigh muscles begin to burn, I realize I’m meeting him stroke for stroke, helping us go faster and faster. I ache to come, and my orgasm builds quickly as he glides along my channel.

While he guides my body with one hand, he tugs my dress down with the other, spilling my breasts from my strapless bra. His lips break from mine and suck on my nipple while his free hand tweaks the other, sending zings of pleasure to every nerve ending. I moan as his warm tongue swirls around the peak and ride him harder when he replaces his hand with his mouth on my other nipple.

“I-I-I’m going to…”

“With me this time, sunshine.”

As much as I crave another orgasm, my leg muscles are woefully out of shape. I’m about to give into their silent screams and collapse on top of him when my nipple pops from his lips. I’m on the verge of whining that it’s gone, until he digs his fingers into my burning upper thighs and takes over. He lifts and drops me up and down with each thrust, and I reach the peak of pleasure just as he plungesdeep, launching us both into oblivion.

His eyes don’t leave mine at first, making me feel like he’s trying to see into the deepest parts of me. But his own release must get the best of him because his head tilts back, his clenched jaw relaxes, and his lips part into a groan like his bliss is painful.

“Fuck, Everly… fuck, fuck, fuck.”

He holds me down while his cock jolts, coating my channel with cum. The small motions tease where I’m most sensitive inside, sending me over the edge with him.

“Woods!”

I tumble down the mountain of ecstasy once again before collapsing against him. He catches me, wrapping his arms around my convulsing body as sated desire flows through me in waves.

When our breaths slow, reality creeps in. He lets me push away from him, but frowns as I slowly pull my dress and bra back over my breasts. I swallow down my anxiety before I find the courage to speak.

“We, um, we didn’t use a condom.” His hands tense on my hips. “I-I’m on the pill, it’s just?—”

“I’ve always used them, Everly,” he answers in a strong, soothing voice. “You’re the first person I haven’t with.”

A possessive thrill warms my chest as I nod. “Same.”

I give him what I intended to be just a soft kiss, but it turns blisteringly hard with passion. When I come up for air, he bites my bottom lip. Light flashes behind my eyelids until I realize the blinding pleasure isn’t just in my head and my eyes snap open to see the headlights coming toward us down the street.

“Woods! Someone’s coming.” The car moseys closer, like the driver doesn’t have a care in the world, but worry splashes on me like cold water. “What if they see us?”

He curses as he glances at the rearview mirror for confirmation and starts the car simultaneously.

“Hold on.” He wraps one arm around my waist while using the other to yank the car into drive. His grip tightens around me as he whips the car out of the parking spot, but I still yelp and clutch any part of him I can as he speeds off.

“Goddamn, Everly, you’re squeezing me. You feel so fucking good.” His hand rubs up and down my back loosely, but I wish like hell he’d hold me tight against him again.

“Woods, you’re going kind of fast.” My voice cracks thanks to the fear lodged high in my throat, but he doesn’t seem to notice, thankfully keeping his eyes on the road even though he’s driving like a maniac.

“I want to lose them before I take you back to campus.”

His voice is calm, despite the fact that his BMW seems to tilt as it rounds a corner, sending terror down my spine. The hasty curve is my final straw.

Memories from years ago flash into my mind, blinding me. I’m suddenly back to the dark, stormy night that I lost control, and a scream shreds my throat.

“What the—oh, shit, Ev, I’m sorry. Hold on, I’m almost parked.”

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