Page 47 of Crash

“Oh, I plan on it.”

CHAPTER 24

VIVI

His body is like a heat source. His strong arm is wrapped around me, holding me against his chest. I want to turn around and run my fingers across his skin again, but I can’t move. I let out a contented sigh and close my eyes as I feel the dull ache between my legs, but never has an ache felt so good.

I had two more orgasms last night. The second brought on by his mouth. Then, he flipped me over and had his own orgasm from my mouth. I can still taste him on my tongue. The third happened only a couple of hours ago. We both woke up, locked eyes, and shared a kiss, which led to him reaching over and grabbing another condom.

Even now, I can feel his hardness pressed against my butt cheeks. Even in slumber, he’s aroused.

He’s a twenty-three-year-old man, Vivi. He probably gets hard every time the wind blows close to his crotch.

He mumbles something I can’t understand and pulls me even closer.

When my eyes reopen, the bedroom is still dark. I look at the clock and see that it’s only a few minutes past six in the morning. I’m reluctant to end our night, but the morning has brought me back to reality. I lift his heavy arm enough to slide out of the bed and run to the bathroom. When I return, I quickly and quietly pick up my discarded clothes.

“What are you doing?” he mumbles just as I slip on my now wrinkled dress.

“Going to my room.” I search for my shoes but can only find one.

“It’s early. Come back to bed.” He holds out his hand.

“I know it’s early. I don’t want to do the walk of shame later.” I spot my other shoe next to his side of the bed. When I reach for it, he grabs me, and before I know what’s happening, he’s flipped me on my back and he’s on top of me, his hand sliding under my dress.

“No panties. I like,” he says, kissing the side of my neck. “Don’t go. I’ll go to your room and bring back your stuff.” He jumps off the bed and goes into the bathroom. He comes out a few minutes later and puts on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I give him my room key and tell him where to find my suitcase.

CHAPTER 25

LUKE

After freshening up in the bathroom, she slides back into the bed and into my arms. She turns on her side, facing me, and slowly moving the bedspread off my naked body, sliding her hand along my abs.

“That’s more like it,” I say. “This is much better than talks of you leaving.” I kiss her forehead, and I think I hear her sigh in contentment. “Much better,” I say, closing my eyes. When she glides her fingertips across my lower abs, she bumps her wrist against my hard cock. “Seriously? Again?” she asks. “It’s only been fifteen minutes since the last time.”

“I can’t help it,” I say as I pick up her hand and place it on my cock. She immediately wraps her hand around it. “I know you must be sore.”

“Yeah,” she says. She lays her head on my chest. I can tell she’s thinking about something, so I wait for her to speak. “Was it okay?” She lifts her head off my chest and looks in my face. “Being with me? I’ve only ever done it once before last night and this morning. I’m sure you’ve had plenty of experience.” I wait for her to look me in the eyes, but she leaves her head on my chest. She’s stopped breathing as she waits for me to speak.

Surprised by her sudden insecurity, I grab her chin as I hold her gaze. “It was the best night of my life.” She tries to look away, but I hold onto her chin. “And I’ve done it more than once, but I’ve only been with two other people. What we had has surpassed anything I’ve ever experienced.”

I see a slight blush spread across her cheeks, but the shyness is gone when she shoves a finger at my chest. “You better not be lying to make me feel better, Clark!”

“Trust me, I’d never lie to make you feel better. We can still be sworn enemies by day and lovers by night, if you prefer.”

“We are not lovers!” she says, but as she says it, she’s pressing herself closer to me and rubbing the head of my cock with her finger.

“We’re not?”

“No. That requires a certain level of intimacy. We are just sleeping together. We don’t even like each other. You’re just crazy for my body. That’s it.” I don’t know if she realizes it, but she nods once she finishes her declaration. I want to ask her if she’s trying to convince me or herself, but I don’t. I let her believe what she wants as I pull her closer and inhale her hair.

“Got it. So, does that mean you don’t want to walk into brunch holding hands?” I joke.

“Not going to brunch. That’s a Clark family thing. I’m going to do a little Christmas shopping in the city.”

I’m not surprised by her response, but I don’t like it. “You can still come. And you’re part of the family.”

“Not really, and I know your family wouldn’t mind. Everyone is super nice, but I don’t want to intrude.” She yawns and drops my dick. She puts her arm across my torso and quickly falls asleep. I look at the time and close my eyes, grateful to have a few hours before I meet my family.

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