Page 35 of The Wedding Hoax

She was moving away from me, shifting toward the front of the bed.

“That’s not how I want you to come tonight.” She smiled and motioned for me to lie down on the mattress. “I want to be on top of you.”

“Works for me.” I grinned right back and moved to lie down, my eyes never leaving Simone. “Get over here.”

She lightly chuckled before she got into position on top of me, her knees resting on either side of my waist. She lowered herself onto my cock and placed her hands on my chest for balance. After that, she started to steadily grind her hips back and forth, my cock sinking so deep inside of her pussy.

“Fuck. Simone. Fuck.” It was all I could say as I melted underneath her, my cock way too close to exploding inside of her. “Fuck, I’m—”

“Wait for me,” she pleaded, her hips still grinding against mine. “I’m almost there, too.”

I groaned as I reached for her hips, pounding my cock into her at an unrelenting pace. She gasped as I felt her pussy tighten around my shaft again, her orgasm quickly tearing through her. I was coming now, too, my cock filling her with my cum, my fingers gripping her skin tightly.

And then, when all was said and done, Simone collapsed right into my arms.

* * *

I wasn’t supposed to be holding her.

Hell, I wasn’t supposed to be fucking her either, but it seemed like that was already out the window.

Simone wasn’t saying much. Actually, she wasn’t saying anything. She was just staring up at the ceiling as she rested her head on my chest. She felt so far away from me mentally, even though she couldn’t have been closer physically.

“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” I tried to bring her back to the moment between us. “Because I don’t think I’ve ever come like that before—”

“I should get back to my room.”

“Wait. What?”

“It’s late.” She casually rolled away from me. “I should get to bed.”

“Really? Just like that?”

“Unless there was something you wanted to talk to me about?” Simone quirked an eyebrow. “Like for work or something?”

I tried to come up with something that would make her stay just a little longer.

But after a few seconds of awkward silence, I finally gave up. “Nope. There’s nothing I wanted to talk to you about. You’re free to go.”

“Cool. See you tomorrow.” Simone smiled before she left my bedroom.

“Yep. See you tomorrow,” I said to myself as I offered her a goodbye wave she never even saw.

14

SIMONE

I couldn’t get to sleep no matter what I tried.

I knew that hooking up with Harry again was a total mistake. So, why couldn’t I stop myself when it was happening?

And why had it been so hard to leave his room after it was done?

“It’s not going to happen again. It’s never going to happen again,” I muttered as I pulled the covers over my frame for the millionth time in my bed at Harry’s house.

I’d been going back and forth between settling underneath them and pushing them toward the edge of the mattress. “That was it. That was the last time. And now, it’s done.”

Great. I was talking to myself now.

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