Page 100 of A Dark Melody

“Good girl.” He moans as I feel him bottom out inside for me. He goes still for a moment. “You feel so fucking good.” He moans into my ear before thrusting into me.

He goes slow at first, before slowly picking up speed. He finds a good rhythm, giving me nice deep thrusts.

“Oh, Wes.” I moan.

He pulls back, looking into my eyes. “I love it when you moan my name.”

I nod my head and bite my lip to stifle a moan as he picks up the pace, fucking me a little faster.

“Oh god. Wes.” My eyes roll back.

I feel the pressure building back up quickly. I don’t know how many times I’ve cum, all I know is I’m going to explode. I may die from the pleasure, but it will be the best way to die.

My orgasm hits hard and I scream out. He keeps fucking me, making me ride into another orgasm seconds later.

“Fuck.” He moans this time. “Oh, fuck Abbey.” He groans my name and gives me two big thrusts before going still on top of me.

He kisses me, still inside of me. I kiss him back, pulling his neck to get him closer.

We finally separate a few minutes later. He rolls off me, and I lay there trying to catch my breath.

“Fuck.”

“Thank you.” I clear my throat. It felt dry from all the moaning and screaming I had just done.

“Yeah?” He says, rolling on his side and facing me. He moves some hair out of my face. “Was it good for you?”

“The very best.”

“I’m glad.” He grabs my tit, giving it a squeeze.

“Was it good for you?”

“Extremely.” He grabs my hand, linking our fingers together. “You are amazing in bed. Any guy that could have you and cheat is a fucking idiot. You may have ruined sex for me forever. I don’t think I’ll ever have any better than you.”

I blush and cover my face. “Stop.” I laugh.

“No really. I mean it. It was the best sex of my life. You taste fucking amazing. I would love nothing more than to live between your legs.” He kisses the top of my hand. “I really do love you, Abbey.” He adds, letting go of my hand and pulling me so my head is resting on his chest.

“I love you too.” I whisper as he rubs the top of my head.

“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it.”

“I mean it. I love you, Wes.”

And I do mean it. I love him, more than I should for it only being a few days, but I love him more than I ever loved anyone before. It’s a scary amount that makes me want to be better for him. That makes me want to eat for you, be stable for him. I want him. I love him.

“Mmm.” He pulls me closer. “That’s nice to hear. We should probably talk about what this means.”

“Probably.” I say. The door budges, followed by some knocking. “Shit.” I sit up. “Sue is going to freak out. I wasn’t supposed to deadbolt the door. And after I told her I threw up. She is going to kill me.”

He sits up after me. “You told her about that?”

“Yeah.” I shrug. “I probably won’t be able to go on your bus, but it felt better to be honest.” I crawl off the bed. I grab my thong off the floor, pulling it on. There is more knocking on the door. “One second!” I yell and walk into the bathroom.

Wes follows me now wearing his boxers again. I put on my shirt as he does up his pants.

“She is going to know.”

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