Page 571 of Cheaters: A Dark Romance Anthology

As I hit the top step, soft groans had my senses on high alert as they filtered down the hallway. The carpet beneath my feet softened my steps and I crept toward the door of the bedroom. I nudged it wider, the sight before me had me rock hard in an instant. I grasped the aching bulge in my trousers and crept toward the bed. The way she ground down on her hand had me wanting to join in. Fuck me I wanted her so much. What was I supposed to do when she was pleasuring herself in my bed? I should have thought this one out. Deftly, I unfastened each button, pulled my shirt from inside my trousers and let it hang open before I unfastened my trousers. Her eyes were screwed shut but I couldn’t just speak or get on the bed, I'd have startled the shit out of her and embarrassed her. I had no idea how I was going to make my presence known.

Her fingers disappeared inside of her and her thumb circled her sensitive nub, her groans grew louder with every touch and her back made the perfect arch.

The door was still open so I went back to it and grasped the handle. I kept my eyes on Emily as I pushed it gently and pressed my hand against it until I heard the click as it closed.

As I put my focus back on Emily, she stopped writhing and her eyes sprung open, a loud gasp fell from her lips. She scrambled up to grab the covers to hide her modesty and I moved quickly back toward her and put my hand on hers, effectively stopping her from tugging them any further. My mouth pulled into a salacious grin, “Don’t mind me, I was quite enjoying the show…”

“Fucks sake, Troy, couldn’t you knock or something?”

“The last time I checked it was my room… maybe you should’ve locked the door.”

She tugged at the sheets again, but harder this time. “I didn’t think I needed to; I wasn't expecting you to come to bed yet.” I perched myself on the edge of the bed and flattened my palm on her bare thigh. It travelled up towards her groin and my fingers slipped between her thighs, high at the apex of her legs, just where I needed them to be. “You know, there’s nothing like watching a woman pleasure herself.” I found her hand and lifted it to my mouth. I ran my tongue down the inside of her middle finger then wrapped my lips around the tip and slid them all the way to the knuckle. I could taste her on her own finger. I added the second finger and sucked on that too.

“Oh lord,” Emily breathed as I pushed my fingers inside her, my thumb grazed her clit as I drove them in and out roughly and she cried out with every thrust. The blue of her eyes clouded over with lust as I brought her to the edge. With my fingers hooked, I rubbed them against her walls and found that sweet spot. She tensed again and cried out around my fingers and rather than let her find her release, I dragged my fingers out and stood up.

“Ahh, wh…what are you doing?” Her eyes were wide as she glared at me.

All I could do was chuckle as I shrugged out of my shirt and dropped my trousers. I don’t wear boxers anyway and tugged my socks off before climbing onto the bed and kneeling between her legs. “Come here,” I held out my hands and she placed hers inside my palms. I pulled her up and caught the bottom of her t-shirt between my fingers and dragged it up and over her head. My hand went to her head and I brushed her hair from her face and cupped her chin as I brought her lips to mine and kissed her, hard. She lifted her hands to palm my shoulders before running them down my upper arms. With my arms circling her waist I guided her back to the bed and kissed down her body and tongued her clit, flicking it lightly before I sucked it into my mouth. Hearing her cries of pleasure drove me on. I couldn’t get enough of her, especially when I tasted the first drops of her orgasm. I smiled around her clit and sucked harder while I added a finger to the party. As she chased her release her thighs clenched around my head and she cried out again. I didn’t give her time to recover. I reared up on my knees, licking her taste from my lips and pushed inside of her. It felt different, I felt like we hadn’t had this connection. I could be reading it all wrong but as she pushed against me, I felt it right in my balls. It made me thrust harder, quicker. I didn’t want it over but if I didn't come soon, my balls were gonna explode. I pushed her legs up and rested her ankles on my shoulders. I cupped her arse in my hands and squeezed as I impaled her, as I played with her clit I knew it wouldn’t be long before she would be ready to release again. I pushed and pushed until my own climax teetered on the edge, I held back as long as I could. “Let it go for me, Em. Say you belong to me, Emily.”

“No.’ she gasped. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. Say it.” I urged, “Go on say it, beautiful. Say you’re mine. That's all I want.”

“Ahhh.” She screamed, “I’m your… I’m yours.” She stuttered as she shouted but she said it even if it was in the midst of an orgasm.

A smile pulled at the corners of my mouth and I pressed harder as she fell over the edge. My fingers were tight on her hips and I thrust as hard as I could over and over until finally, I found my release and emptied myself inside of her. My whole body shuddered as I slowed my movements and dropped my head to her chest.

I was awake a long time after she dozed off. She’d rolled to her side and turned her back to me. I didn’t expect her to get cosy with me but I wasn’t expecting her to be quite so cold. I slipped my hands behind my head and tried to relax but it didn’t come. There was still so much I had to bear to Emily and it played way too much on my mind.

Chapter Twelve

EMILY

The smell of coffee was strong as I hit the last step of the staircase and it wafted right up my nose. I reached the doorway of the kitchen and this time it was my turn to stand and stare. Troy was at the counter in grey joggers and nothing else, his back was on display for me to admire and his joggers hung low on his hips and as he walked to the fridge, they sat just above his well-rounded arse. A flush crept all over my body. It was no secret to myself that I felt something for Troy, I just didn’t want him to know that and I didn’t want to admit it to myself, not just yet anyway.

The door to the fridge closed and he turned to go back, it was then he saw me. He grinned when he caught me staring. I was surprised I wasn’t drooling if I was totally honest.

“Enjoy your look?” He asked as he grinned even wider. I had no words for him. No comeback; he’d left me speechless. “Coffee?”

“Please, yeah.” His body brushed mine as he leant past me and put his hand above my head on the doorframe. He grasped my chin with his fingers and I glanced up into his eyes before shifting my gaze to his plump lips. Was it bad to say I wanted them on me again? Because I did but I couldn’t give in. God, I needed to get out of this situation. I tried to push his arm out of the way but he tensed it.

“Excuse me,” I asked, my tone came out more annoyed than me wanting to jump him again. He lifted his arm with a grin, I ducked beneath it and moved to the other side of the counter. “No work today?”

“No. I don’t work on weekends.” Troy answered.

“Must be nice.”

“Depends on my plans.” He passed my coffee over to me and I took it from him with a thank you and sipped on it. “I didn’t think you’d be awake yet, you were sound asleep when I got up.”

“I have to go to the gallery. I’ve got some paintings being picked up at noon today. I was going to have a cuppa and shower and make my way there.” I tried to avoid his stare. I know he was thinking the same as me and wanted to mention last night but I wouldn’t, so he didn’t need to.

“I can drive you if you like?” Troy said as he lifted his cup to his lips.

“Why do I need you to do that?”

“It was just an offer, Em,” He sighed, “I have nothing else to do other than go over a bit of paperwork.”

“No thanks.”

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