Page 80 of Latte Girl
Something flashes in her eyes. She drops her hands from my wrists and I let her go as she climbs off my lap and gets onto her hands and knees on the bed. I stand on my own knees beside her, taking in the view ofherback.
“Get your ass up where I can see it,” I instruct, surprised at how commanding Isound.
She lowers herself onto her forearms and I run my hands over the perfect curve of her ass. My cock twitches. I didn’t know it was possible to bethishard.
“Please,” she begs. “I need tofeelyou.”
I grab onto her hips and thrust just an inch insideofher.
“More.Please.”
She lets out a deep moan as I push my entire length into her. I pull out again just as quickly, moving in long, slow strokes that have her clenching around me. A hiss escapes between my teeth. I close my eyes to concentrate on not coming right then andthere.
“You sure you want it hard?” Iaskher.
“Yes,” is her frantic reply. “Please. Ineedit.”
I pick up speed, digging my hands into her skin as I pull her hips against me with every thrust. She starts moaning in time with the rhythm. I move one of my hands to my mouth and wet my fingers on my tongue, then lean forwards enough that I can reach around to stroke her clit. She squeals when I find the right spot, continuing to thrust as I move my finger in tightcircles.
She clenches even tighter around my cock and I know she’s getting close. Taking my other hand off of her hip, I wrap it in her hair and pull her back with me until we’re both standing on our knees. I keep circling overherclit.
“You going to come for me?” I growl intoherear.
I move the hand that’s in her hair so that it’s resting lightly around her throat. She nods, shuddering. I increase my speed on her clit, adding more pressure. She’s panting now, holding herself right on the edge, and I squeeze just slightly on her neck. She moans so loud it’s almost a shriek, her entire body tensing and then going limp against me as she rides theorgasmout.
She’s still coming when I push her back down onto all fours, grabbing onto her hips again and thrusting hard and fast inside her. I can feel her rocking back onto me, and I shift myself so that I’m hitting her even deeper. She screams out my name, her hands fisting themselves in the sheets as she buries another scream in herpillow.
The pressure inside me breaks and I come so hard I see stars. There doesn’t seem to be enough air in the room to fill my lungs, and I take a few desperate, shuddering breaths as everything fades and then comes back into focus. I stare down at Hailey in front of me. We’re both slick withsweat.
I brace a hand on her back and pull out of her, then get up to get rid of the condom. When I come back she’s lying on her back, her chest still heaving and a lazy smile stretched across her face. I collapse on the bed, pulling her on top of mychest.
We lie like that for a few minutes, as still and calm as clear water. If I close my eyes, I can imagine we’re drifting out onalake.
Hailey lifts her head up and her eyesfindmine.
“I feel very nice right now,” she says in a sleepyvoice.
I laugh. “I feel very nice rightnowtoo.”
She rolls off me and we lie on our sides to face each other. Her fingers trail overmyarm.
“So you’re really done with Knox Security?”sheasks.
“Officially resigned,” Ianswer.
“I wish you’d been able to find your mom,” she says, her eyebrows drawingtogether.
“I will,” I sigh. “It will take some time, but I will. I don’t want to bore you with the wholestory.”
I throw my arm over her and she nuzzles into my neck. “I want to hear the wholestory.”
“Well, I know the name of the centre she’s at,” I begin. “I tried calling, but it’s impossible to reach her by phone. I’ve been told I can’t see her in person unless I’m on a visitors list, which my dad has probably made sure I’m not. There’s one centre by that name in the city, and two more in the area. I’m betting she’s at one of those, but I sent letters to all of them just in case. I don’t know if they’ll reach her. I’ll think of some other ideas too. I could always try my hand at breaking andentering.”
I laugh, expecting Hailey to join in, but instead she sits up and staresatme.
“What’s the name of the centre?”sheasks.
“The Bernstein Centre forRehabilitation.”
