Page 24 of One Wild Night

"Holy fuck!" I tensed with pleasure. "I was born ready for you, Siena." She leaned down to pull on my bottom lip with her teeth before bracing herself on my chest as she began to ride my cock.

Shit, my girl could fuck. Holding onto her hips, I watched her breasts bounce up and down as she rode me like her life depended on it. I should have let her do this more last night because it was pure fucking ecstasy. It was so fucking erotic to look down and watch my cock disappear into her pussy, that it didn't take long for me to spill my load. Siena hadn't even reached her climax before I snarled below her.

"Jesus, Siena," I panted.

"Told you I could fuck hard, too," she giggled, sliding off me and looking at her watch. I removed the condom and tossed it off the side of my bed, too tired to reach for the trash can. "I really need to think about getting ready soon." Did I see disappointment in her eyes? I'd never been good at reading her, so I wasn’t sure. Then again, I never thought she'd been interested in me, and she’d definitely proven me wrong there.

"Why have you been acting as if I hardly existed these last few years?" I asked as she wandered around my room, collecting her things. I really had thrown her clothes everywhere the other night. I was such a fucking animal.

"It was easier," she sighed, not looking at me.

"Easier?"

"I've always been attracted to you, Ryan. Just imagine what could have happened if I'd acted on that. We're lucky we were given a weekend. My time here—with you—has been truly amazing. I honestly never thought we would ever even get that." I was still lying on my bed, completely exhausted, but I was determined to fuck her at least one last time.

"You were doing that to keep away from me?" Fuck, this wasn't good. Should I be encouraging her to talk about this? I couldn't stop, though; I had to know.

"I needed to, Ryan. We would have been killed if we did any of this behind Tony's back."

"I'd never..."

"I know you'd never cross Tony that way," Siena smiled, interrupting me. "I just wanted to make it easier for both of us."

"And you think it's going to be easier now?" I raised an eyebrow, sitting up. She walked back over to the bed, perching on the edge.

"It was just sex with someone I'm attracted to," she laughed. "Don't be so dramatic." I smiled, pulling her back onto the bed. "Ryan, I need to clean up the kitchen," she giggled as I climbed on top of her, nipping at her neck and massaging her chest.

"Leave that. I’ll do it later. I want to have sex with someone I’m attracted to right now, " I smoldered, moving my fingers down to her pussy and finding it dripping wet. "Plus, you didn't climax before." My cock was hard as steel again and ready for more. She watched as I reached for another condom and slid it over my length.

"And you're going to help with that, are you?"

"Indeed I am," I grinned, thrusting into her. We both moaned. I wasn't sure if it was because we knew we only had a few hours left together, or if we were just extremely horny, but it didn’t matter. Getting lost in the moment, we held tightly to each other while we kissed passionately as our bodies became lost in a frenzy of pure lust.

An hour and a half later, we caught our breaths, the sweat dripping off our bodies as we gazed into each other's eyes. Something silent was being said between us, but I was too fucking scared to listen.

"I better take that shower," Siena finally spoke, looking at the clock on my nightstand. Shit, we only had twenty minutes left before her car was supposed to pick her up. Where had the time gone? I nodded, pulling out of her. I think my dick actually whimpered.

I pulled my sweats back on and went to clear the rest of the breakfast dishes while Siena got ready.

Fifteen minutes later, she came out wearing skinny jeans and a tight black sweater. It didn’t matter what she wore, though; she always looked incredible. She'd tied her hair into a high ponytail, and fuck, I was already imagining pulling that while I fucked her from behind. Yeah, I was going to have to do a lot of fucking to get over this weekend.

"Well..." Siena smiled nervously, placing her bag down on the floor beside her. "Thanks for a great weekend."

"It's me who should be thanking you," I sighed, walking over to pull her into my arms. I still had five minutes left, and I wasn’t going to waste them. "You didn't have to agree to this, and I hope you don't feel as if you've been used."

"I felt cherished in a lot of ways," she beamed, looking up at me. "It's been a while since I've felt like that."

"Tony adores you in his own way."

"He only adores what everyone else wants."

"He loves you, Siena," I muttered, stroking her face. "You must see that." I was lying to her, of course. Tony was a narcissistic asshole who wasn’t capable of loving anyone but himself. She was a smart woman, though, and had probably already figured that out. I just didn’t want to confirm it.

"No he doesn't." She smiled sadly. I was going to speak but she continued on. "He loves the idea of Trixie. He doesn't know Siena and never will." Was she trying to say I did? Or was I reading way too much into things? Before I could respond, Siena stood on her tiptoes, grabbed my neck, and pulled my lips to hers. I took the kiss gladly. Damn, it was probably the last contact I would ever have with her, and I missed it already. Our tongues clashed, our hands devoured, clinging, squeezing and stroking each other. We were still kissing passionately when my doorbell rang.

We pulled apart slightly, even though it seemed that neither of us wanted to.

"Goodbye, Siena," I whispered against her lips. Fuck, why did this hurt so much?

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