Page 44 of False Pretenses

“Now I take what you owe me,” he informed her.

An eyebrow arched, and she put a foot in the middle of his chest. His cock strained for entry to her. The feigned resistance from her skyrocketed his desire.

“You’re going to fight me?”

She smirked. “I don’t think I have the energy.”

He smacked her ass, making her yelp. “Good, because all I require you to do is spread your legs.”

Her eyes flashed. “Bastard.”

He grinned. “You love it.”

“You’re telling me what I feel?”

“Now you’re being a bad girl, sassing me. I think I need to punish you.”

They stared at one another for a bit, and he waited for her reaction, hoping she’d try something. When she sat up as if to escape and grabbed for her robe, he snatched the garment from her and threw it to the floor. She twisted away from him, but this time he encouraged her in it by forcing her over until she lay flat on the couch facedown. He smacked her ass, and the hot and sexy part of her body rose, probably without her meaning for it to. Another thwack echoed in the room when he brought his hand down on the soft flesh. She scratched at the upholstery, trembling.

He stroked that sweet little ass and then bent down to give each cheek a kiss. When he began kissing his way up her back, she moaned. He lay above her, spooning her ass. Rather than remove his robe and boxers, he shoved the material aside and knocked her legs wider with his knees. After all they’d done and how much they teased each other, he could not hold back. He stared down at her ass while he guided his cock into her pussy. So wet and inviting, it sucked him in until he lay buried to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he growled and pushed harder. He covered her hands with his and curled her fingers into her palms. Leaning up, he pulled back almost to the tip of his cock and then jammed forward again. The impact of their bodies coming together sent bolts of pleasure throughout his groin. He withdrew and thrust once more, then again until he pounded nonstop into her pussy. He forgot everything—everything except the feel of claiming her body, making her his own, and not letting up until he found his release.

“You want me to stop?” he demanded in her ear.

“Never!”

He crossed her arms over her chest, still holding her hands, and brought his weight down on her. The springs in the couch creaked in protest as he thrust inside her heat. Beneath him, Alyssa gasped and turned her head toward the door. He ignored the sound he’d heard as well. Daylight pierced the windows, and someone stirred in the house.

“Nathan, someone’s awake.”

He released her hand and ran fingers along her abdomen. Still, he drove his dick home. He would not stop even if his parents walked into the room. His orgasm began to build, and he gasped for breath. Something dropped in the hall. He raised one thigh to push Alyssa’s higher. Staring down at the their bodies, he took in the sight of how they molded together, her ass wedged into his pelvis as if they’d never separate again. Arching and pumping in unison, they fucked, and he loved every second, even the threat of being caught.

“Nathan,” she moaned, and that did it. He thrust one last time and held it. His come exploded from his cock and flo

oded her channel. He pushed harder, deeper, then reached down her front to pinch her clit. She shouted through a second orgasm.

“That’s better.” He rose and pulled her to her feet. She glared at him, but he only chuckled. “Didn’t you enjoy that?”

She bent to grab her robe from the floor, and he enjoyed the curvy ass and the spreading of her pussy lips, now spilling with both their essences. To his disappointment, the view disappeared when she pulled her robe on and belted it with such vehemence, he couldn’t help laughing again.

“Someone was probably out there listening, you know.”

He shrugged. “I hope they enjoyed themselves. Now, come on. I want you to get some rest before eleven.”

“Eleven?”

He led her to the door and opened it. “Yes, the police station.”

“Okay, I guess we have to do it.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be there by your side the entire time. You can lean on me.”

The softness in her eyes almost made him believe she loved him, but no, he’d told her the truth about what he did. Even if she had warm feelings before that, he’d killed them. Neither of them could deny the sexual desire, but it was all they had, and soon it would come to an end.

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Nathan leaned back in his seat with Alyssa at his side. His parents chatted across from him, and Piper occupied a chair near the window, away from the rest of them. He had an urge to pull Alyssa onto his lap, but resisted.

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