"I don't kiss men I'm not into," she says sweetly, and I growl. She's really getting to me.

"Really?" I lean down and take her right nipple into my mouth and suck. She moans lightly as my teeth bite down into her juicy flesh. "This does nothing to you, right?"

"Nothing." She swallows hard. "Sorry, I hope Little Wes isn't upset."

I grunt as I pull off my briefs and slide her on top of me so that her scantily covered pussy is now on top of my naked, bulging cock.

"Little Wes is fine," I say as I glide her back and forth on top of me. I lean up, eyes boring into hers and slip the thin piece of material to the side and move my cock to her clit so that my cock is sliding between her slit and bumping her clit with each movement. Her pussy is soaking, and I know I've already claimed victory, but I'm not about to stop now.

"Still nothing, right?"

"Dry as the Sahara." She nods and then moans as my cock slides a little faster between her legs. "So dry," she whimpers as I reach my fingers down and rub her clit. She doesn't say anything then, and not even when I slide a finger inside of her, but I feel her legs tightening on my hand. I bring my wet fingers out of her and up to my lips, where I proceed to lick her juices off them.

"It seems to me like it just rained." I grin as I push her back and kiss her. "You can taste yourself on my lips, Sabrina."

"I, uh…" She moans as she kisses me back passionately. Her breasts crush into my chest, and I'm drowning in desire for her. Her hands reach down my back, and she scratches my skin as she arches into me. I roll her back over and lower myself on top of her again before kissing down her chest to her stomach. I grab the top of her panties with my teeth and pull them down before spreading her legs. Her eyes are closed, and her body is vibrating as I lick my tongue up her thigh and then take her clit into my mouth. She's thrashing around the bed now, and I pull back to see her in her almost naked glory.

"Open your eyes, Sabrina," I command as I place my palms over her breasts and play with her nipples. Her eyes fly open, and she looks like a vixen. "Are you still not turned on?"

"Shut up." She groans as she reaches up and pulls me down to her. My lips meet hers, and we kiss passionately. I position my cock between her legs and push the head in slightly. She grimaces slightly and pauses. I still as I take in her demeanor. I inch my cock in a little slower and realize how tight she feels.

"You're still a virgin?" I whisper against her lips, and she nods slowly. “A virgin that wants me…"

"Shut up." She wraps her legs around my waist, and I know I couldn’t stop, even if I wanted to. I slide into her slowly, trying to be gentle, searching her face to ensure she’s okay. “You can go faster," she says finally, and I thrust the rest of the way inside ofher. She cries out, holds on to me, and I move in a slow rhythm before picking up the pace and slamming deep inside of her. She feels amazing, and I can't help but wonder if I'm making a mistake by doing this, but I can't help it. The last year of not seeing her was torture. I bring my thumb to her clit and rub gently as I'm not sure if she'll orgasm from just my cock the first time around. The sounds she makes make me even harder, and as I feel her tighten and climax, I pick up the pace and slam my cock faster and faster, before I feel my own release exploding inside of her. I pull out as I realize what I've done and the remnants of cum hit her stomach. I pull her into my arms and kiss her, and this time, when she yawns, I'm pretty confident it's real.

"We need to talk about what just happened," I say, kissing the side of her cheek. "And what we want..."

"Shh, Wes." She rubs the side of my face. "It's okay. I'm on birth control to help regulate my period." She giggles. "But wouldn't that be crazy if I ended up pregnant, especially since last year, you didn't even wanna sleep with me."

"I never didn’t want to sleep with you," I admit and kiss the side of her face. "It was more complicated than that."

"Well, I guess it's not now." She presses her fingers against my lips.

"You sure showed me how not into me you were," I say, laughing. "I have to admit that I've never been inside a wetter pussy."

"Really, Wes?" She glares at me. "Now is not the time to hear about your exploits."

"I'm just saying. I think you were lying."

"And I'm just saying...you could have been better." She bursts out laughing as I glare at her, and then she just shakes her head. "How did this just happen, Wes? I swear, I didn't come here for this."

"Do I need to teach you how it works? My cock slides into your pussy, and we have sex, and then..."

"I know that." She covers her eyes with her fingers. "Fuck, we can't tell Erica." She points at me. "Promise me. I don't want her to know. Especially not after yesterday when all we admitted to was avoiding a kiss. Ugh. We never talk of this."

"Never?" I frown. "What?"

"It can't happen again." She pokes me in the chest. "This can never happen again, you hear me?"

"But..."

"But nothing, Wes." She speaks seriously this time. "Like you said before, we want different things. We're headed in different directions. This cannot happen again."

"Okay," I say as I grab her around the waist and push her onto her knees. I move behind her and run my fingers down her slit, which is wet again. "No more nights after this, which is probably for the best because you're going to be sore tomorrow." I rub the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and then slide into her. She cries out and falls forward, and I reach forward and squeeze her breasts and then thrust into her with urgency. "If tonight is the only night we get, I want to make sure you remember me," I growl as I whisper into her ear, and she moans in response.

"Fine, we can have tonight, but that's it," she whispers in response, and I smile to myself. There's no way that this is going to be the only night we have together, but I can let her think what she wants tonight. Now that I've had her, there's no way that I'm letting her go.

Chapter Thirteen