Page 24 of All The Happily Ever Afters

I slam into her before she has a chance to come down from her high, and her back arches from the intensity.

I groan in the crook of her neck, completely buried to the hilt and let her adjust to my size. She’s so tight. She’s soaking wet for me, but she’s so fucking tight.

“Vinny,” she moans my name again, and the soft sound spurs me to move. I grip her hips and thrust my own in a rhythmic pace, watching the looks of pleasure play across her gorgeous face.

The dim light in the room makes her soft features look even more beautiful.

“Look at me, Cherry,” I whisper as I pick up my relentless pace, nearly out of breath.

She stares back at me, eyes half-lidded and her gorgeous lips parted. “I wanna watch when you cum this time.”

She nods her head although she doesn’t say anything. She looks like she’s lost in pleasure and on edge, and I’m ready to push her over a second time.

I pound into her tight cunt over and over. The bed groans with each thrust and the harder I fuck her, the harder the bed hits the wall. But it only fuels me to take her further, to push her limit higher. I lean forward, nipping her lips and staring into her lust-filled eyes.

My spine tingles, and my toes curl.

Fuck, my balls draw up and I know it’s coming. I hold my breath as I fuck her harder and faster. Mercilessly pounding into her and desperate for her to find her release with me.

Her neck arches and her fingers dig into me, but she never stops looking at me. She’s so perfect. Finally, her mouth opens and I hammer into her just two more times and her tight walls are spasming on my dick.

The feel and sounds of her own release push mine over the edge. My body ignites with pleasure, tingling over every inch of skin as I fill her tight walls with my cum in thick, hot bursts. Waves of heated and numbing pleasure crash through my body as she trembles beneath me, shaking from the intensity of her own release.

I lean forward and kiss her sweetly. She moans into the hot air, holding me close to her, and everything in that moment feels right. It settles something deep inside of me, and when I pull away, it’s still there.

I don’t know what it is, and I try to shake the unfamiliar feeling as I walk to the bathroom and clean myself off before grabbing a washcloth for her.

She’s still lying curled on her side in the bed, looking absolutely beautiful and vulnerable with her eyes closed as I wipe up her thighs.

She lets out a small satisfied sound as I clean her up and pull the covers around her. But that action seems to break whatever sensual spell she was under. She sits up with her eyes wide open and looks around the room the second I get off the bed.

She’s looking for her clothes. She’s already leaving? Damn, that’s a first. I try to ignore the feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I walk to the bathroom and toss the cloth in the hamper as she starts gathering her clothing.

“You wanna stay?” I offer. I want her to. I wanna have access to that sweet body all night and wear her ass out.

The thought reminds me that she’s working tomorrow. Shit.

Fucking her was a beautiful distraction, but the reality is slowly creeping back in.

“I’ll make you pancakes in the morning. Give you a little sausage, too?” I try to make light of it, but I’m already feeling the high wearing off. I wanna just rewind, back to when it was just us enjoying the feel of each other.

“That thing is anything but little,” she says comically, looking back up at me as she tosses her torn underwear into the trashcan by the desk.

A grin slips across my face. It’s almost like tomorrow doesn’t exist. Like what I have planned isn’t important at all. But it is. It’s life changing. Not just for me, but for those kids.

“So you staying over?” I ask her again. I want her here. I need to keep an eye on her, and I don’t like the idea of not having control of that aspect tomorrow.

“I can’t. I need to wake up early.”

“For work?”

“Yeah,” she answers. Fuck. I don’t want her to go in. It would be so much easier if she wouldn’t.

“I don’t think you should.” I try to say it teasingly.

“I don’t think you should tell me what to do,” she says with a smartass tone while slipping her heels back on. Her snappy response makes me walk straight to her and grab that ass of hers, pulling her over to the bed. She gasps as I toss her body down and I cage her in, her small body trapped under mine.

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