Page 37 of The First Play

So fucking good. Feels so fucking good!

With a catlike grin, she stretches over me, her tits flattening against my chest as she pumps my cock and kisses my lips. I cup her cheek, my tongue lashing against hers, my heart taking off like a rocket as the sensations inside me—kind of familiar but also new—are amplified by a thousand.

No one’s ever touched me this way before, and it’s off the charts.

Her fingers are magic.

Her tongue is a spell.

I’m lost. I’m taken. I’m owned.

The moan in my throat grows, the noises I’m making getting deeper, then faster, then…

“Ahhh.” I rip my mouth away from hers, tipping my head back and struggling to breathe as she pumps me a little faster, then… “Yes,” I rasp, the tendons in my neck straining as this white heat spreads through my body. I’ve felt it before, but not like this. Not like… “Fuck.” I scramble for the tissues, grabbing a bunch and only just managing to catch my cum as my body jerks and releases.

Sienna watches in fascination, the look on her face this mix of wonder and joy.

Her smile is beautiful, her eyes sparkling like pale blue sapphires.

“Wow.” She grins as I roll away from her and grab some more tissues. “I’ve got to admit, I’m feeling like the queen of the world right now. I just made you come.” Her giggle is adorable, and I roll back with a smile, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her down toward me.

“My turn,” I murmur against her lips…

Then feel my entire body jolt with panic when the sound of a car pulling into the driveway rips us apart.

CHAPTER 13

SIENNA

“Oh shit!” I scramble off the bed, my eyes bulging. “My parents!”

My hands aren’t working properly as I race to put my clothes back on.

Zander is white with panic, pulling up his pants and nearly falling over when he jumps off the bed and wrestles to do them up.

“The tissues,” I squeak, my hands shaking so hard I can’t even do up my bra.

Zander lunges for them, snatching up the wad and running into my bathroom.

The front door opens, and I whimper, scrambling to put my shirt on.

“Shit,” I squeak, whipping it off when I notice it’s inside out.

“It’s okay,” Zander tries to assure me, but it doesn’t really work when his voice is quaking that way. He throws his shirt on in one easy move, and I point to my desk.

“Grab my laptop,” I instruct him, quickly straightening my duvet cover and jumping onto my bed like I didn’t just make my boyfriend come in the most mind-blowing, amazing experience of my life.

Seriously. I want to do that again. And again.

And that whole “my turn” thing… holy shit! Bring that on.

His lips on my boobs before was enough to make me explode. I could feel this sensation building inside my body. It made me tingle between my legs, this pulsing desire driving through me. I want him to touch me down there. I want him to kiss my boobs and explore every inch of my body.

And I want to touch his body and be naked with him and?—

“Sienna? Where are you, baby girl?” Dad calls up the stairs.

I close my eyes and swallow, hoping my voice doesn’t come out all shaky.

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