Page 17 of Good Girl Gone Bad

Me, too.The words never ripped from his throat. Admitting them would make him vulnerable to her, and what if she used it as leverage against him later? Just because Lily seemingly had a good heart didn’t mean she wouldn’t use his feelings against him in the future.

He sat on the stage and brought her to his lap. The song still played somewhere in the background, and those annoying lights rhythmically pulsed rays of blue, pink, and yellow onto their skin as they strobed throughout the room. She arranged herself on top of him, straddling him. His cum still slicked her skin, but she didn’t care, rubbing it on herself. She glanced at him with interest, her gorgeous eyes gleaming with challenge. What did she expect him to say?

His heart squeezed as if she had wrapped a vise around it. A part of him sent out a warning signal, for him to get her out of his life, quickly. Yet the side of him he feared, the one he found hard to control whenever he was next to her, disagreed.

He found himself thrusting his fingers into her sultry hair and pulling her into a kiss that ended one torture and started a much bigger one. She tormented him with her tongue, grazing her teeth on his upper lip. He slid his hand down her ass, positioning her at the perfect angle for screwing.

She reached for his buttons, undoing them without finesse. A couple of them flung in the air as she pulled his shirt down, probably needing the intimate contact, and raked her nails down his back.

His breath caught in his throat. He pulled her closer, his chest rubbing on hers. Her warm skin made his chest hair stand on end, a bombastic energy passing between them. I’ll miss you, too. He silenced the words again with a hot, passionate kiss, and guided the small of her back with his hand until she sat on his cock. Oh, the glorious feel of having her walls tightly squeezing him. She must have felt it, too, for she threw her head back and gasped. This position allowed him to go deep into her, so deep. “Look at me, Lily. Let’s get there together.”

She leaned into him and rocked her head forward in a nod. “Yes.”

He pressed her lower back harder, helping dictate the rhythm of their sensual dance. She followed his lead but soon started her own pace, and he obliged, loving the sight of her moving on him. She leaned into him and bit his shoulder, her teeth digging into his skin. Ache and excitement speared inside him, and he urged her on with his body, wanting it to last forever.

She rode him, rocking her hips backward then forward, taking all of his rod only to retreat a little. Moans flew from her full lips, and she teased him with that dangerous game until he saw the pulse beat at her neck, her cheeks flush, and her body shake. She was coming on his cock, and he finally let go, released himself so he’d reach the apex at the same time she did.

He stretched out his arm and caught her hand in his. Their fingers intertwined, palm against palm. She contracted her inner muscles one last time, until a sexy cry warned him. When he let go, his body convulsed, and he reveled in letting his hot cum into her tight pussy. All of it. All for her.

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