Page 24 of The Pump Fake

“Get up. And go lie down on the bed,” Cliff instructs me.

Standing up as quickly as I can without falling over, I make my way to the bed. Looking over my shoulder at Cliff, I see that he’s watching my every move. Once I reach the bed, I slide over the covers and lie on my back, spreading my thighs for him to see everything.

“You look so fucking gorgeous like that,” he says.

Cliff crawls over me on the bed. He lines up his cock with my pussy, pausing right before he pushes in, and he asks “Are you sure about this? There is no going back after this.”

“I’m sure,” I say, cradling his thick thighs between mine.

Cliff pushes his cock into me until he bottoms out. “Shit, that feels so good,” I tell him.

He pulls his cock out, leaning down as he kisses me, then pushes his cock back into me, deepening it with every kiss. Cliff thrusts into me, hitting my special spot every time, pushing me higher and higher.

My pussy flutters around him, causing Cliff to pause. “Hold on one second,” he says leaning over to his side table, his cock staying inside me the whole time. I furrow my brows, wondering what the hell he could be getting right at this particular moment.

When he comes back, he’s holding a pink bullet with a huge grin on his face. “This is about to get really good,” he says.

Before I can say anything else, he begins to pound into me once more. After a few thrusts, he turns the bullet on and presses it against my clit. The vibrations send me to another level.

My legs begin to tremble as I get closer and closer to that final moment.

“Damn, Cliff. I’m getting so close,” I moan.

“Give it to me, Elsa. I need your cum,” he says as he slides the bullet along my clit while he thrusts into me.

Before I can even think about what is happening, my whole body tenses up and I scream as I come, “Fuck, Cliff.”

A moment later, he comes with me as he groans, “Shit, Elsa. You feel so good.”

Both of our chests are heaving as we try to calm our heart rate. Keeping his cock in me, Cliff rolls us on to our sides as he holds me.

My lashes begin to flutter as my body relaxes and I realize just how tired I am, muttering against Cliff’s arm, “I love you.”

The last words I hear before darkness takes over, “I love you too.”

Epilogue

“Ican’t believe it’s been one whole year since we started dating,” I say to Jade as we leave our apartment together. Yes, you heard that right. Jade and I moved in together just a few weeks ago. Instead of one of us moving into the other’s apartment, we decided it would be best if we found a brand new one together, starting afresh.

Gripping Jade’s hand, I lift it to my mouth and press a kiss against her knuckles.

“I know. I’m sorry we can’t celebrate like a normal couple,” Jade says to me.

“Hey,” I say, stopping both of us in our tracks, pulling her attention to me. “Never be sorry that you have to play basketball. It’s your job. Would you be mad at me if I had to work?”

“Well, no—” Jade begins, but I don’t let her continue.

“It goes the same for you. You don’t have to be sorry for working,” I inform her. It’s the start of a new season and tonight is the first game. We decided to have this be our anniversary date because it never felt like our relationship was “fake”, it always felt real. The first game last season was the first time we presented ourselves as a couple, so we call it our anniversary.

She takes a step toward me and gives me a soft kiss on the lips. “You are perfect,” she says.

“Perfect for you, and only you,” I tell her. “Alright, time to get you to the arena,” I say, pulling her toward the car.

Opening the passenger side door, I hear her whisper, “Thank you.”

As I round the car, I watch as Jade pulls out her ear buds and puts them in. I know what she is going to do next before she even does it—It’s her routine or ritual. You know how players can be.

She plays with her phone, turning on her hype up playlist, the one I helped create for her. As I get into the car, I make sure to be the good boyfriend that I am and try to stay as quiet as possible so she can soak in her music.

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