Page 27 of One Night Seduction

“Sixteen-year-old me would never believe this.”

His lips meet mine, spreading into a smile as he teases me.

“Did you have a little crush on me, Ari?”

Biting his lower lip, I roll my hips against him in response, and he moans.

“If it’s any consolation, twenty-eight-year-old me can’t believe this.”

Lifting up on my knees, I line myself up to Ty before pausing.

“Condom?”

He lets out a rough sigh and thunks his head against the floor.

“I wasn’t exactly planning on fucking Kelly’s little girl when I came out here.”

Frowning, I look down at him.

“Are you clean? You’d tell me if you weren’t, right?”

“Of course, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Ari. I can?—”

Before he can speak, I sink down onto him, hissing as he stretches me. Ty’s grip on my ass tightens as he groans in pleasure.

“Fuckkk.”

My pussy aches for a moment but slowly subsides once I’m fully seated on him. His bright eyes collide with mine, and something about it has my pussy pulsing. He groans again, kneading my ass with his hand.

“Goddamnit, baby.”

“Feel good?” I question, a soft whimper ripping through me as I lift myself up and back down again.

“Feel good?” he echoes before cupping my cheek. “You feel like a goddamn virgin. If I didn’t know you’ve fucked my brother, I’d guess you were one.”

I scrunch up my face at the reminder.

“Ah come on, just fucking around.”

Shaking my head, I rest my hands on his chest for better leverage.

“Stop fucking around and fuck me instead.”

His eyes darken at that as I begin riding him, and he meets me with every thrust. His cock isn’t as big as Logan’s. Fuck, I feel bad even thinking that. It’s true, though. Still, Ty has a nice cock, and goddamn he knows how to use it, even when I’m on top.

The head of his cock rubs against my g-spot over and over, and I find myself fucking him harder and faster, moan after moan spilling out of me as I chase down this feeling.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moan, my pussy spasming as my orgasm creeps in so close I can nearly taste it.

“Shit, I need you to come, or I’m gonna embarrass myself.”

I laugh at that, grinding my clit against him. I do my best to focus on coming, but involuntary flashes of the last time I had sex come to the forefront of my mind. It was so different, so carnal. It was pure aggression and power and domination. It gave me a feeling that lit every single nerve of my body on fire. This is great too. It’s just not that. It’s not…

No. No. FUCK no. I’m literally on top of Tyson Cunningham. We are raw fucking in the treehouse that we used to hang out in when I was a teenager dreaming of him kissing me. It can’t get better than this. This is as good as it gets. Right? Right.

Forcing myself to banish all other thoughts, I lean down, pressing my lips against Ty’s. He meets me eagerly as his cock twitches and he gasps. My orgasm slams into me out of nowhere, but I only enjoy it for a moment or two before he’s shoving me off him, turning on his side and stroking his cock as he comes all over my stomach.

“FUCK!” he moans. “Shit, that was a close one.” He laughs, shaking his head. “I didn’t know if you were on birth control. We didn’t get that far in the conversation.”

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