Page 129 of My Turn

I removed my fingers and spread her wetness over my shaft before I pressed my cock against her. Desperation pushed me to thrust inside of her without waiting any longer. A whimper left her lips and her eyelids fluttered, then she passed out again. I moved slower on the way out, even though I didn’t want to be gentle with her.

“God, baby,” I moaned as I buried myself again. “Remember when I told you that you’d be full of my cum every day? I meant that. I’ve meant every promise I made to you.” I thrust into her as deep as I could with each of my next words. “Every. Single. One.”

Dropping onto my elbow, I used my other hand to bend her knee. The bed creaked as I fucked her, but I didn’t care. Nothing could stop me from having Alana. I’d taken her body while she fought me and I’d do it again without a shred of remorse.

I leaned down and bit her nipple through the gown. It made her jerk just a little. Pressing my lips softly against the side of her neck, I rolled my hips repeatedly, not just chasing my orgasm, but hers as well.

“You may be unconscious,” I murmured. “But you can still cum for me, baby.”

I reached between us to roll her clit between two fingers. The beeping on the machine quickened and so did my pace. Sittingup, I used my thumbs to spread her open so that I could see her take my cock. Every time it disappeared inside of her, I had to hold back my orgasm. The way it glistened with her arousal was one of my favorite sights in the world.

As I moved my thumb back and forth over her clit, her pussy tightened around me. Alana’s fingers clutched at the sheet and she was breathing heavily. I didn’t know how awake she was, but it wasn’t enough for her to be alert. As long as she could feel the pleasure wherever she was right now, I was satisfied.

“That’s it, baby. Cum on my cock.”

Another whimper escaped her lips. I leaned down and kissed her as my muscles contracted. Unable to keep going, I let myself finish while I was deep inside of her. I gasped against her mouth, lost in the way she felt. The things this woman did to me.

“You are my future,” I panted. “You can sleep a little longer, but you’re coming back to me in the morning, do you understand?”

God, I needed to hear her voice.

It would just be a little longer.

After I brushed my fingers over her wet pussy, I pulled out of her and started to clean her up.

*****

A sound drew me out of sleep. I straightened in the chair immediately and looked at Alana, but she was just as still as before. Turning to the door, I saw a smaller figure standing there.

“Alicia?” I said, rubbing my eyes. When I opened them, she was closer and I swore. This was some horror movie shit to wake up to. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I…” She dropped her gaze. “I wanted to see you.”

“How’d you get here? Did someone bring you?”

I peered around her, but the door was closed and nobody else was in the room.

“I took a bus,” she said. “A couple of them. My phone told me which ones.”

Swiping a hand down my face, I tried to clear my head. A couple of hours ago, I’d been fucking Alana’s unconscious body. Now, there was a nine year old in front of me who should’ve been at home.

“Is she okay?” She looked over at Alana with a furrowed brow.

I regarded her carefully, then leaned forward. “Yeah, she’ll be fine. Just needs some more rest.”

“If she died, would you do what you did to my dad?”

My mouth opened, but it took me a minute to respond. “I don’t understand.”

“I heard you from the stairs yesterday.” She looked down at her feet. “I’m sorry I was eavesdropping.”

I put a hand on her shoulder. “So, you heard everything?” She nodded. “Aren’t you… angry? Or scared.”

“I was, but then being scared got Aunt Alana hurt. It was my fault.”

Fuck.

Pulling her closer, I met her eyes. “You didn’t know. You thought you were helping.”

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