Page 79 of Ecstasy
“Alex,”I moan his name even before I start fucking him.
He kisses my back again, then lets go of my hair, his hands dropping to my sides.
“Fuck me, Zara,” he tells me, grabbing my waist and helping me do just that. “And make it good, because last time I didn’t get to fucking finish.”
My thighs burn as I bounce on his cock, his hands helping guide me. It’s so fucking worth it. I tilt my head up, close my eyes. The feel of my hair grazing my low back makes me flush with confidence. The feel of Alex stretching me, filling me, the sound of his rapid breaths, his low groans makes me feel sexy.
I run my hands through my hair, close my eyes as I focus on the feel of him inside of me.
Sex has never felt this good.
I’m going to come, and I don’t even need to touch myself.
I’m going to fucking come all over his cock and he’s going to finish inside of me and in the moment, that’s all I want.
Maybe that’s all I’ve ever wanted. Maybe I’m just really high, but I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips, and I don’t want to.
“Fuck, baby,” Alex says. “You feel so good. You sound so fucking good.”
I moan louder, all of my nerves tight and taut and ready for me to just fucking explode. I feel so safe here in his lap, with him inside of me, his hands on my hips as I ride him.
And just as I’m about to throw my head back, just as his brow comes to my shoulder, his groans telling mehe’salmost there, too, I see the doorknob to his room twist.
So slowly.
So slowly that maybe it isn’t reallyturning. Maybe the door isn’t really being pushed open, just as Alex is moaning my name, just as I feel him tightening inside of me, maybe that isn’t—
All the air leaves my lungs, and the doordoesopen, just a crack, and Eli’s eyes connect with mine.
But I can’t stop it.
I can’t stop it, and I’m coming all over Alex as I hold Eli’s gaze, until I can’t. Until I have to close my eyes, Alex’s hands on my breasts as we slow, panting. Breathing. Feeling.
And when I open my eyes again, the door is closed, and Eli is gone.
23
Eli
Kaitlyn’s fingerstrail down my chest, her mouth against my neck as I stare up at the dark ceiling of my room, one hand on my stomach, the other by my side.
The music is so loud downstairs, there’s no way I’m going to be able to sleep. But even if it was quiet, I can’t stop thinking about her.
It’s impossible to stop fucking thinking about her.
Wednesday night, after we got each other off, I wanted to beg her to stay. I wanted her to stay in bed with me. Sleep with me. I wanted her all over me.
Fuck what Alex thought.
He doesn’t deserve her. He’s lied to her. Kept things from her. He doesn’t even know her. Not like I do.
I fist my hands by my sides.
“Get off me.”
