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She moans and reaches out, fumbling with a button on my jeans before she finally manages to pop it open. “Fuck yes,” she breathes out as I quicken my pace in response. Yanking my jeans and boxers down, Mellie frees my cock, then wraps her dainty little hand around my shaft.

I hiss at the feeling of her finally touching me. I’ve dreamed of this fucking moment for years, but never imagined it would come true. When her warm hand pumps me, my brain fucking short circuits for a moment.

“Oh god, fuck,” she cries out, dragging me from my thoughts, and I slide my fingers out of her slick heat. “What?—”

But before she can finish, I yank her pants off. She stares up at me as I kneel between her legs on the lounger.

“You don’t get to come on my fingers, Miss Foster. Tonight, you’ll be coming on my cock.”

Her eyes burn with lust as I push her panties to the side and line myself up with her entrance. Her breaths are short and rapid. I know right now she will be second guessing herself, so I slam inside her, forcing her to focus on me and how she feels. Mellie’s scream rings out and she arches her back off the chair. Fuck, she is beautiful. I wish our first time together could have been different; I would have savored the moment. However, if this is the only way I can have her, I’ll take it.

“Fuck!” I grab her legs and throw them over my shoulders. Pushing forward, I fold her in half and fasten both hands on her hips, then pray this fucking chair supports the workout I’m about to put it through.

“Oh fuck, you’re so deep,” she moans.

My mask is now an inch from her face, the LED lights illuminating enough that I can see her eyes are glazed and her cheeks are flushed. I pull almost all the way out, leaving only the tip sheathed, before slamming back inside her. I groan at the feeling of her cunt strangling my dick. She fits me like a fucking glove, so perfect and wet and ready to be fucked.

I show her no mercy, slamming in and out of her with a hunger I’ve never felt before. The obscene sounds she makes as I continue to use her pussy as my cock’s own personal punching bag spur me on. This is a moment I will never forget.

“Oh, fuck— Yes, please— I’m going to come!”

My brows rise behind my mask. I know for a fact that Malaney has never come just from sex before and it has the beast inside me beating its chest. I have heard her complaining countless times to Lily that her only orgasms are from external stimulation. My ego is puffed up like a damn peacock right now.

“Wrap your hand around my fucking neck and choke me.”

Her mouth parts and her eyes widen as uncertainty flashes in her hazel eyes. Then she reaches out, wrapping her petite hand around my throat, and I groan. A ghost of a smile crests her lips at my reaction, and suddenly emboldened, she tightens her grip.

I draw back and slam into her again, and unable to hold off my orgasm any longer, I give her what she wants. Three more thrusts and her pussy clamps down on my cock, milking me as she screams out her release. In two more thrusts, I’m roaring out my own climax, and somehow I manage to stop myself from saying her name as I come. Shudders roll through us as we ride out the aftershocks. I have never come that hard before—it has robbed me of breath.

Both of us are panting and staring at each other. Her eyes are wide and filled with shame, and it pisses me off.

“Never hide what you seek most. Embrace the darkest of the sins you crave and allow us to fulfill all your needs,” I say as I pull out of her, only to look down and cringe. I didn’t use a fucking condom! While the darkest part of me loves that I’m inside her and I’ve marked her as my own, I also know Mellie has never fucked anyone bare before. She’ll no doubt panic soon.

As I stand and turn my back, I re-secure my boxers and jeans. If I stick around, I’ll wrap my arms around her and comfort her, which will destroy our plans. So instead I stalk out of there without a word, leaving Mellie alone with her thoughts.

Shit! I just fucked my best friend, and she has no idea it was me.

Chapter Six

Mellie

Holy shit, that was the best experience of my life!

Now I’m breathless and utterly spent. After I’ve fixed my clothes, I stand and look around. My phone is still in my pocket, so I pull it out and turn on the flashlight. I’m unsure what happens now... Do the lights come on and I give my interview? They had me pack an overnight bag for a reason.

My wet underwear finally registers in my overstimulated brain and my heart sinks. Ohfuck, what have I done? My partner has never not worn protection. I don’t know the man in the mask—what if he has some disease? And I let him fuck me raw without hesitation! Tears prick in my eyes. How could I be so careless?

Letting myself out of the pool area, I walk back the way I came, hoping it will lead me to the lobby and my bags. On the way, I stop and message Julius.

Me

I did something fucking stupid.

Within seconds, my phone buzzes, and his handsome face fills my screen. I answer his FaceTime call.

“Hey, Moo, are you okay?”

I nod, trying to compose myself. “I’m more than okay, but I fucked up. He... he didn’t wear protection.”

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