Page 68 of Stowaway Whirlwind
I yawn audibly and smack my lips as I burrow under the comforter. Davis tries to roll me over to face him, but I resist, scooting closer to the edge of the bed.
“Goldie.”
“Hmm?”
Davis tries to spoon me from behind, but I move away.
“Baby, seriously? What are you doing?”
“I’m going to sleep, duh.”
He sounds genuinely perplexed when he asks, “Why?”
I grin like a fiend, thankful he can’t see my expression in the dark when I say, “No sex until I get on birth control.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“‘Night, ‘night.”
Davis makes a frustrated huff, rolling away from me onto his back, muttering to himself, though he keeps one hand gripping my top thigh. I grin all the while until my eyes drift closed.
* * *
My eyes fly open when a heavy body rolls on top of mine, my belly flat on the mattress, my cheek smashed to the pillow. A man’s large hand covers my mouth, muffling my frightened yelp as the man snaps his hips back, dragging his thick cock out halfway, then drives into me. I arch my back, attempting to tilt my hips to accept him deeper with his next thrust.
“Ah, fuck, baby, you’re finally awake.”
My lashes flutter in the dark at the huskiness of Davis’s voice, my pussy pulsing with arousal. I have no idea how long he’s had his way with me in my sleep, but I love it, I love it, I—
“Going to make Daddy cum so hard with you moving your hips like that.”
I freeze.
Fuck.
I should have known.
I try to yank his hand away from my mouth, already cursing him out behind his palm. A stinging slap to the side of my ass makes me curse that much louder, and he flattens his hand over my lips.
Davis growls in my ear, “No use in fighting me now.” There’s a dark element to his chuckle afterward. “I’ve already cum inside you twice. This is just the first time I’ve gotten rough enough to wake you up.” He snaps his hips back and punches in all the way. “So you might as well enjoy it.”
I buck beneath him, managing to fight him off just enough to get my knees underneath me…so I can properly arch my back, perfecting the angle of my hips so that his next thrust will have me singing with pleasure.
Davis braces a hand next to my face and grips my hip with the other to hold me in place so that I don’t rock forward the next time he drives into me. “I knew it. Fucking knew you would react like this.”
As much as I hate his arrogance, I’m too close to climaxing to stop now. And if he’s telling the truth about already cumming inside me, then he’s right—there’s no use fighting…not that I wanted to, anyway.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” I beg. “I need to cum.”
And he does, digging his fingers into my hip as the bed itself rocks back and forth with the force of his thrusts, accidentally banging the headboard against the wall until he dials it back a little so Lily doesn’t wake up.
I twist and bury my face in my pillow as I moan, then scream out my orgasm, heat washing over me, my thighs trembling harder the longer I try to stay in position until Davis finds his release. As soon as he does, his body jerking on top of mine, I finally relax my legs and allow Davis to pin my body to the mattress with his cock still inside me. I’m high and floaty from my orgasm, drowsy with Davis’s body heat. I make a noise of protest, though, since I need to use the restroom.
As soon as I’m done and open the bathroom door, Davis is there, pushing his pants back down to pull his cock out while backing me up against the vanity after closing the door.
“Again?” I ask as if I’m annoyed when I’m anything but.
“Oh, I’m not through with you yet, baby.” Davis picks me up to set me on the edge of the counter with his hips between my thighs. “Got three hours until sunrise, and I plan on using every one of them.” He slants his lips over mine before slipping his hand under my shirt, finding my clit with the pad of his middle finger after slipping his hand under the waistband of my clean panties.
