Page 62 of Tempt Thy Neighbor

“I didn’t care about your money. Hell, I don’t care about money at all. I never did. I was perfectly fine with my life before my father won the lottery. And I didn’t care about your last name. All I cared about was you.” She drops her forehead to mine, my cock brushing against her as she leans forward, a moan slipping free. “I swear it, Sutton.”

My fingers dig into her hips as she begins rocking against me.

“I believe you.”

Her shoulders shake with a soft laugh. “Are you just saying that because I’m sitting on your cock?”

“You’re notonit yet.”

Her wetness coats me as she rocks against me again, grinning. “I could be.”

“You could, but I have to say something first, and I need you to stop moving while I say it.”

She stops grinding against me, pulling back and meeting my eyes. “What?”

“I…I…”

That fucking lump is back in my throat.

Why is it so hard to talk about this? Why does it make my chest hurt to think about it? Why did I have to fucking hurt her like an idiot?

I lick my tips, trying again.

“I’m sorry.”

A soft gasp slips out of her mouth, and her eyes shine with tears.

One breaks free and I catch it with my thumb, hating that I’m the cause of her tears.

“I’m sorry,” I say again, swallowing back another lump. “So fucking sorry.”

“Show me,” she says quietly, lifting her hips and sinking onto my waiting cock with ease. “Show me how sorry you are.”

It’s slow…cautious.

She doesn’t close her eyes.

She doesn’t toss her head back.

She stares at me, lip tucked between her teeth, rocking against me painfully slowly as her tits bounce with her movements.

I’m barely hanging on when she leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to my lips before whispering in my ear, “Fuck me, Sutton. Make me forget.”

I snap.

Our mouths crash together so hard we knock teeth and I fuck up into her, gripping her hips so tightly I’m sure she’ll have marks come tomorrow.

Her hands crash through my hair, pulling at it as she meets my thrusts, slamming down on me, her head falling back in bliss.

I glance over her shoulder to the mirror, watching, loving the way she looks bouncing on my cock.

The way we look together.

I slam my eyes closed before I can love it too much.

I can feel her legs quake before I feel her falling apart around me.

“Sutton!” she moans as she comes, her pussy gripping tight, milking me.

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