Page 11 of The Enforcer

I said nothing. I locked eyes with him and spread my legs further.

"Please," I finally said.

"You don't know what you're asking," he said. His voice was tight, like he was trying to restrain himself.

"I do," I said. "Please. For the photos."

It was a lie. We both knew it, but it was our one saving grace.

He nodded his head. Undid his pants so they fell to the floor. Pulled out his hard cock. The tip glistened with pre-cum. I felt my mouth water at the sight.

Jesus Christ.

That would tear me up.

He sat next to me on the couch. I took off my clothes. There was something about being completely naked while he was fully dressed that was more of a turn on than I imagined. I slid onto his hardness. I couldn't move as quickly as I wanted to just because he stretched my insides like a rubber band that wouldn't snap.

There were no words between us. I didn't want there to be.

We had this moment, and then we would go back to the way it was.

I just wanted to try it and be done with it.

His hands found my waist and he began to move me up and down the length of him. I moaned without warning. His cock touched me in places I had never felt before.

"Fuck," he said. "I'm going to come fast."

His words gave me a thrill. I started moving without his help. I wanted him to come fast. I was already halfway there.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I couldn't believe it was happening. I was fucking my dad's best friend and it was the best sex I had ever had, despite it being so short.

Too short.

"Fuck," he said again. "Goddammit Kenna, if you don't come... I'm going to have to pull out soon."

"No." I practically shouted. "No. I want you to come inside me. I want to feel you."

He grunted.

"I'm close," I told him, tugging at his hair.

He hissed.

"Come for me," he commanded.

I didn't expect my body to just listen to him because he told me to come, but it did. My orgasm took me by surprise, like a firework buzzing in the sky. I didn't even have time to warn him.

I didn't need to.

Seconds later, I could hear his breath quickening, I could feel his grip on me tightening, and I knew he was experiencing his own release.

There.

We fucked.

That should be the end of this forbidden desire.

I needed it to be.

But first, I needed to break up with Walter.

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