Page 34 of Spin The Bottle
My hand reaches out, covering her mouth. “Shhh,” I whisper in her ear. “We don’t want our best friends to know how nice you are when your pussy is filled with my cock, do we?”
She moans again, the sound muffled with my hand. “Yeah, you’re so nice to me now, Leila. Taking me so fucking well.” I grunt, thrusting in all the way, wanting deeper inside of her.
A soft bite hits my palm as she cries out, bumping her hips back. Her body melts into me as she comes, her pussy tightening around me when she does.
“Fuck,” I grunt, speeding up my thrusts until I spill myself into the condom inside of her. I keep thrusting, squeezing every drop of cum out of me, my breathless moans filling her ear.
She softens beneath me when she comes down from the high, and I lift myself off her, pulling out of her warmth, instantly wishing we could do it again.
I watch as she turns around, adjusting her dress to cover her, staring up at me with a hazy look in her eyes. Her breath comes out harsh and heavy as she calms down from the orgasm.
I pull the condom off my spent dick, tying it up and disposing of it. When I turn back around, Leila is off the bed, pulling her underwear back on and putting her shoes back on.
My brows furrow. “Where are you going?”
“I’m leaving,” she says, not looking back at me as she adjusts her hair in my mirror. “See you around.” She pulls the strap of her bag over her shoulder, trying to push past me.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
“Aiden,” she sighs, her eyes dropping to my dick that’s already hardening. Can’t blame me, just look at her. “I’m not really in the mood for another round.”
“No. That’s not what I meant. It’s past two in the morning, Leila. You’re not walking back home. Stay here tonight.” I grab my boxers, pulling them on.
“You mean,” she says her eyes narrowing at me, “with you? As in sleep in your bed?”
My lips twitch. “Yes?” Is that such a hard concept for her to grasp?
“No.” She’s already shaking her head. “No, that’s not a good idea. I’ll be fine. I’ll just get an Uber.” She tries pushing past me again, but I stand in front of her.
“Seriously, Leila. I won’t be able to sleep knowing you walked out of here alone in the middle of the night. Stay.”
Her eyes look past me to the bed that’s still made, the cover all rumpled. “Aiden,” she starts.
“Stay. Just for tonight.”
Her eyes narrow a little, brows knitted as she considers me, looking from me to the bed until she lets out a little sigh, taking off her bag. I shouldn’t be smiling, I know that, but it doesn’t stop me from doing just that when I watch her reach down to remove her shoes. I beat her to it, dropping down on one knee and wrap my hand around her ankle.
“I’m not five,” she tells me. “I can take off my own shoes.”
I snicker, running my hand up her long, smooth, tanned legs. Such a stubborn woman. Even after we just gave each other mind-blowing orgasms, she goes right back to defying me. “I know you can. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to.” These legs. I want them wrapped around my head next time.
I remove her shoes, setting them down beside the bed. “You want a t-shirt to sleep in?” I ask her. The image of her lying next to me in one of my t-shirts has me wishing she says yes.
“No,” she says instead. “I’ll be fine in this.”
I’m not going to push her. Not when I’ve already got her to sleep here. With me. In my bed.
I lift off my knee, towering over her and dip down to press a quick kiss against her lips. Her eyes widen when she realizes what I did, but before she can say anything, I take hold of her hand and pull her with me. “Let’s go to bed.”
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The ringing of my phone jolts me awake, my eyes blinking, adjusting to the dark surroundings.
What time is it?
I grunt, wiping a hand down my face. The ringing permeates my ears, sounding louder and louder the longer I take to pick up. I roll over to the side, eyes barely open, still foggy and answer the phone, bringing it to my ear.
