Page 14 of King: Darker Than Romance

“Why not, Eden? If we tell them, we can do this anytime we want without sneaking around.”

“Because,” she whimpered.

Her walls squeezed my cock. I knew she was close, and I knew how to get her there. She’d be more agreeable then.

I traced my finger up her torso, past her breasts. I gripped her throat, flexing my fingers as I closed them around her neck. Her legs shook. She moaned real pretty-like and dropped her head back, giving me better access. I squeezed hard, hard enough that it forced her to gasp and breathe through her nose. I watched her eyes roll to the back of her head. Her pussy clamped down tight around my cock, milking me. I could have cum right then, but I wouldn’t. I wanted to feel her for just a while longer. My body needed her. I lifted her leg higher. I stroked up, digging deeper. I found her spot and plucked at it until she sang. I squeezed her neck tighter. Her hands fell to her sides.

A maelstrom of emotions played on her pretty face as she came, leaking all over me. Her body convulsed and vibrated. I kept squeezing her neck and not once did she reach out and try to stop me. The fact that she trusted me enough to put her life in my hands made me want to beat my chest like a fucking gorilla.

Though we were caught up in the moment we both heard my father’s car pull up out front. Eden was the first to react, even though her body was still trembling. Her glassy eyes darted to the door. “Stop. They’re here.” She was barely able to wheeze the words out past the grip I maintained on her neck, but I understood her, and she understood that my hold on her was no longer sexual, it was purely for restraint. She tried to move my hand.

I kept pumping in and out. Her beautiful breasts bounced and jiggled as I did. I was at a point where I didn’t care if we got caught. I wanted her in my bed, next to me all the time.

“If they walk in right now, we won’t have to tell them. I said.

She shoved at my chest, but I wouldn’t be moved. “They can watch me cum all in your sweet little cunt.”

“Please.” I could see the horror in her eyes. Still, I didn’t care.

“You like it when I do that Eden, cum deep inside you?”

Her pussy clenched, trying to milk me again.

“Please stop, they’re going to catch us,” she whined.

“I don’t care, Eden.”

“Please. My momma will hate me if this ruins her marriage.”

I wanted to laugh. My father was already on the verge of moving on. He never stayed long. After my mother died of cancer when I was five, he moved from woman to woman, never making it past a year or two in a relationship with any of them. Him leaving was inevitable.

“I haven’t even cum yet. We can’t stop until you make me cum,” I taunted, angry that she continued to deny me. In reality, I wasn’t going to last much longer. I was straining to hold on to my nut.

“Stop, King.” Her voice rose as she panicked in earnest.

“Make me stop, Eden.”I challenged her.

Before I could say more, she maneuvered herself, so her leg fell free. She reached up and gripped my hair. She snatched my head forward. It felt like she’d ripped hair from the scalp.

She brought the heel of her hand forward, striking me directly in my sternum.

“Fuck,” I cursed and staggered backward, my dick slipped from her pussy, my hand fell from her neck. Where the blow landed hurt like hell and I couldn’t catch my breath. She used my moment of incapacitation to shove me, before hopping off the chair, she took a few steps back while glaring at me angrily. Tears made her eyes sparkle.

“You’re such a fucking jerk sometimes. I don’t know why I love you, asshole.”

I don’t think she realized what she’d said as she stalked off towards the stairs. My pain was quickly forgotten. It became hard to breathe for an entirely different reason. I froze in place because “I love you too” was stuck on the tip of my tongue. It had been about to flow out of my mouth naturally, without thought. I had never said those words to anyone besides my mother when I was a child, never thought I would. But I loved, Eden.

I tried to think back, to pinpoint the moment where things between us had changed from something dirty and lustful to love. At first, all I wanted was to own her, like one owns a toy or an object. I got off on her shenanigans. I liked her fire. Then one day out of nowhere I started noticing her smile and realized that I wanted to be the cause of it.

I could hear my father and Ruth’s voices heading my way. I fixed my basketball shorts and trailed behind Eden before they reached me.

She was in the shower in her bathroom when I found her. I stood outside the shower stall, giving myself just a minute to look at her. She had the roundest ass I’d ever experienced, and it was soft. And I loved the way her skin reminded me of warm honey.

She jumped when she turned and found me watching her. Her lips pressed into a thin line of distaste and aggravation. “Get out!”

“What did you say to me before you ran away?” She stared at me like I’d grown two heads when I stepped in behind her, under the spray of water, with my gym shorts and t-shirt still on.

“What the fuck are you doing? I’m so–” I took a firm hold of her waist to keep her from leaving, then I kissed her, stealing her breath, halting her words. She kissed me back, greedily sucking my tongue. When I pulled away, she reached for me. Her eyes were low and dark. I knew if I reached down between her legs her pussy would be dripping. The fact simultaneously annoyed and gave me a weird sense of pride. She was always ready to fuck me, anything else and she’d whine about us getting caught or she would talk about how it wouldn’t look right.

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