Page 55 of As Thick As Thieves

Penn slapped at my shoulder, not giving a shit as she walked around me to speak with Ander. “You’re never here.”

“Don’t act like you didn’t know I was here,” he chuckled, shamelessly dropping his eyes down her half naked body before returning to her face. “I was starting to think it was a silent invitation.” Before I could react, he continued, looking away from her. “Unfortunately, I have no interest in joining the Penelope Whitlock fan club. It seems it’s already a little crowded.”

She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and making her tits almost pop out of her fucking bra. I was close to strangling her.

“Are you staying tonight? Because if you are, don’t expect to get any sleep.”

“I actually have somewhere to be.” He glanced towards the hallway as a familiar woman with black hair wandered out, and I didn’t miss the way she cringed at seeing us as he spoke to her. “You ready to go, babe?”

“Yep.” She basically ran out the door, and Ander chuckled as he followed, giving us a salute.

“Have fun, kids.” He shut the door, leaving us alone, and Penn turned to me with surprise.

“Who the fuck was that?”

“She’s his comfort pussy,” I snorted, starting to steer Penn towards the bedroom. “Blake used to illegally street race with him. They dated, but they broke up when she had to focus on her sister’s future. Apparently, they can’t keep their pants on around each other though. Stop thinking about Ander’s love life. Finish getting naked for me so I can fuck your brain cells out.” Penn didn’t even try to remove her bra, so I reached around and unhooked it, dropping it in the hallway just before we reached her bedroom, my fingers dipping below the elastic of her panties to tug them down.

She squealed as I pushed her down onto the bed, kicking my pants off and climbing over her. My mouth dropped to hers as I slid a hand between her legs, and she gasped softly as I pushed two fingers inside and began to fuck her with them.

“Don’t come until I tell you to,” I warned, brushing my thumb over her clit and making her groan.

“Can’t we play that game another time?” she whined, my dick hardening at her needy tone. “I’m going to come the moment you start fucking me.”

“Be a good girl for me,” I grunted, a shudder rolling through her as I nipped at her neck. “Do as you’re told.”

She let out a sound of frustration but she nodded, struggling to contain herself as I rubbed her clit faster until her legs started to shake, then I pulled my hand away and slapped her pussy, making her jerk. “Hey!”

“As much as I want to fuck you like this, roll over. Your stomach is healing faster than your back, and this is going to be rough,” I replied, not waiting for her response before flipping her over. “Keep your legs shut for me.”

“Wait, what?” she asked with confusion and tried to roll over to face me, but I straddled her thighs and leaned over her to kiss her neck, my teeth sharply biting into her soft skin and making her yelp.

“Don’t question me.” She was soaked, and I slid my cock between her legs, clenching my jaw as I started pushing inside her, her closed legs making it impossibly tight.

“Fuck,” she cursed, dropping her face into the pillow as her fingers fisted the blankets.

“Remember, don’t come,” I repeated, pulling out before slamming back in again, her cry of surprise bouncing off the walls and making me even harder.

Penn’s pussy was heaven, and I intended on making this last as long as possible.

I fucked her hard, her curses not even in English at this point, but when she started trying to scramble away from me, I knew she was close.

“Don’t fucking come,” I snapped, a desperate plea leaving her.

“I can’t hold it, Knox, please—”

“No!” I growled, fucking her for a few more seconds before pulling out completely. I’d managed to train Drake to basically come on demand, so I knew I could teach Penn the same thing. She whimpered at the loss of my dick, lifting her butt a little to try and entice me. I slapped my palm against it, admiring the pink tinge as it rose to the surface of her skin. I did it again, a groan leaving me. “Fuck, I could spend all damn day marking you.”

“How about you make me come, then I’ll let you do whatever you want to me?” she begged, wriggling her butt. “I was so close.”

I slid between her legs again, pushing deep but not moving once I was there, her pussy clenching around me as she desperately squirmed against me, chasing her release. I put more of my weight on her, stopping her movements.

“You’ll come when I say so,” I said softly in her ear, slowly pulling back and sliding back in again, giving her enough to drive her crazy, but not enough to get her off. “I want you dripping with my cum so badly.”

“You’re killing me,” she panted, her fingers tightening in the sheets as I went a little harder. Just as I reached the pace she wanted, I stopped again. “Knox!”

“Come with me. I want to feel you milking my cock as I fill you up,” I replied, reaching out to tangle her hair in my fist and sitting up without dislodging myself from her pussy.

“You’ll let me come?”

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