Page 68 of Rival
Yeah, I really fucked up yesterday refusin’ to kiss her.
Edith tastes incredible, and I release my hold on her to pick her up. Like we’ve done this a thousand times, she wraps her legs around my waist and I step forward to press her against the wall.
Our kiss goes on for a long time, and I’m hard as fuck by the time she rolls her hips against me. It almost seemed like an involuntary thing, as if she couldn’t stop herself.
Quickly, I set her feet on the ground. Without pulling my mouth from hers, we work her pants off until she’s naked from the waist down. I pull my cock out, my jeans only falling slightlybelow my ass, and I stroke it a few times. Reaching my hands behind her thighs, I pick her up again and this time, her pussy is bare against me.
Absorbing her moan, I continue to kiss her as I line up my cock and slowly press inside of her. As soon as I’m buried, I drag my mouth from hers and over to her ear.
“I know I already said it, but I’ll say it again. I’m not sorry for fuckin’ you. That’ll never be a regret I take to my grave.” Then I pull back and slam my cock into her hard, driving her further up the wall.
Jesus. Fuck, how does she feel even better this time?
I don’t want to fuck her the way I did yesterday, just bent over and taking what I want. Sure, she came, but I had nothing to do with it. Another thing to check off next to my growing “what makes me an asshole” list.
Roaming my eyes over her face, I notice her grimace slightly each time I move within her. Slowing until I’m no longer thrusting, I peck her lips for her attention.
“Am I hurtin’ ya, girl?”
“N—”
“No lies. I don’t like ‘em.” I touch my forehead to hers and rock my head slowly, enjoying how her heat is fucking suffocating me from base to tip.Fuck, I’m in so deep right now. She lifts her worried eyes to mine, so I gentle my words. “Am I hurtin’ ya, Edith?”
“Maybe a bit.” Her voice cracks, half whisper, half cry. “It’s not you, though. Well, not really.”
Readjusting my hold on her, I shift her higher up the wall while gaining a better hold on her thighs. With a slow circle of my hips, I grind against her clit and smirk when she moans loudly.
“So, I’m not hurtin’ ya, but you’re still hurtin’. Explain what my boundaries are right now because I’ll be honest girl, I’mreally wantin’ to fuck you hard. It’s actually takin’ a lot of controlnotto.”
Her hand is trembling as she reaches for me but hesitates, as if she doesn’t know if she should touch me. I nod my head once to let her know I’m alright with anything she wants. Trailing her fingers over my shoulder, she hugs herself against my chest, clinging as if I might drop her, when she says, “All of this is fairly new and maybe two days in a row is a lot. I’m nothurting, I’m sore.” Her nails tickle the tiny hairs at the back of my neck when she whispers, “You don’t need to hold back. I’m notthatsore.”
Surging up, I slam her against the wall, fucking her hard, driven by her making those sweet words sound sinfully delicious.
We’ve barely begun when I hear my dad calling for me. He’s not in the barn, but he’s somewhere between us and Austin. With an apology just at the tip of my tongue, ready to pull away, she tightens her hold and looks pleadingly into my eyes. It’s as if she’s afraid this isn’t going to happen again if we end now.Hell no, girl. This is only the beginning.
“Wrap your arms around me, girl. I won’t drop you, but I’m gonna need to brace myself.” Covering her lips with my mouth, I kiss her hard and pick up my pace, rocking in and out of her with as much pressure as I can muster. “You’re also gonna have to stay real quiet for me. Don’t need my dad walkin’ in here, do we?”
She shakes her head quickly, causing her lips to brush back and forth over mine, and I grin widely at how much she’s needing this right now.
Our bodies grind together, every grunt and moan covered by lips and hands as we both drive ourselves closer to that release we’re desperately chasing. I don’t know if it’s possible to push her harder against this wall, but fuck if I’m not doing my best.
Slipping a hand between us, I stroke my thumb over the hood of her clit. She shrieks, but like the good girl she is, her lips stay pressed together to keep her noise hidden. Her slick arousal makes is so easy for me to work her further toward her orgasm and within moments, both of us are exploding. Barely a buildup, but by God, I see fucking stars.
Her clenching and shaking body as she comes was all I needed to pour myself inside of her, gritting my teeth as I fight my need to roar into the space with my release. I cover her mouth roughly as she screams against my palm.
My dad’s voice rings out more loudly this time, hollering my name. With so much willpower I even impress myself, I keep my voice as even as possible. “Be out in a minute, dad! Go check on Austin for me, would ya?”
With my cock literally still pumping cum deep inside her pussy, my mouth drops open in relief when I hear him grumble but leave.
Edith’s body is shaking slightly, and her eyes are half-lidded. She almost seems as if she’s totally somewhere else.
Easing from her body, I look down and bite my lip at the sight of my cum running out. When I glance up, she’s studying me, and I force a smile.
“I didn’t suit up.” Might as well get it out in the open.
Confused, she tries to catch her breath and asks, “What do you mean?”
“Condom. Didn’t put one on and I came inside of you. You on birth control or anythin’?” I keep my voice non-aggressive because this isn’t her fault. There’s no way she’d have been carrying a condom around in her pocket just in case we had an unplanned hook up in the barn.
