She cried out, thrusting back, her spine stiffening, fingers scrabbling on the tile as she started tipping over the edge. “More,” she moaned. “Please, Josh.”

I slipped a hand down her stomach, knowing what she needed, and gently pinched her clit between my fingers as I pistoned my hips forward, crashing into her. She came screaming, sobbing, begging, her pussy gripping my dick so hard I could barely move.

The second she started to come down from her orgasm, I pulled out of her and spun her around, grabbing her by the legs and hauling her upright so I could look her in the eye while I finished fucking her.

“Watch me,” I said as I slid her down, spearing her with my cock.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and clung on as I straightened to my full height and shoved her against the wall.

Her eyes flashed wide. “This angle. How do you feel even bigger now?”

I grinned, knowing it was smug. “I held back on you.”

She had just enough time to frown in confusion before I rammed fully home. I’d been waiting for this moment, waiting until she came and was loose and languid and fully aroused before I gave her the last inch of me. Her mouth popped open on a shocked inhale as I bottomed out, but I didn’t give her time to adjust as I pounded into her, watching her surprise and borderline panic lose the battle against her lust.

She whimpered and rolled her hips experimentally, and she must have liked the result because the moan that tore free from her was deeper, rougher than the ones I’d heard so far.

“Do that again,” I told her.

She did, and we both moaned.

“I’m going to come again,” she said, head tilting back.

I squeezed her thighs. “Eyes on me, remember? I want to watch you this time.”

She swore, nails digging into my shoulders, a line appearing between her brows as she frowned in concentration. “I don’t know if I can. I’ve never looked into someone’s eyes as I came before.”

“You can do it, baby,” I told her, shifting my hips so I hit a spot deep inside her that had her scratching at my back as she writhed. She’d better fucking do it soon because my balls were starting to tighten up, and I could feel pressure building low on my spine. “Give me another one, Aly. Be a good girl, and come on your boyfriend’s dick.”

The dirty talk sent her back arching, hips shifting at a frantic pace that I had no choice but to meet, and a heartbeat later, I got to watch from inches away as her eyes lost focus and her pussy tightened around me again.

“Josh,” she moaned.

The sound of my name, spoken with such reverence, was enough to push me over the edge, our gazes holding as my dick grew even larger and stiffened, drawing out her orgasm as I unloaded deep inside her like she’d asked me to.

“Fuck, Aly,” I groaned. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

I thrust in one last time and went still, my heart thundering, legs turning to jelly even as she went boneless in my grip. It took me a moment to realize I’d buried my head in her shoulder and bitten her again like a fucking animal, but from the way she stroked her hands up and down my back and kissed the side of my cheek, she must not have minded very much.

“I need to pick up the morning-after pill,” she muttered.

I unlatched my jaw and jerked back. “I thought you said you were on the pill?” Not that I minded if we had an “accident” even this early into things. I’d never regret bringing a miniature version of this woman into the world, and don’t ask me why I knew our firstborn would be a wild-child little girl – I just did.

“I am,” she said. “But my ovaries can’t be trusted around you.”

I buried my head back into her neck. Of course, she would make me laugh ten seconds after giving me the best orgasm of my goddamn life.

“Probably smart that we pick it up,” I said. “I’m pretty sure my sperm can’t be trusted around you either.”

She started to giggle, a dopey, sex-drunk sound, before I eased out of her, and her laugh turned into a hiss.

I winced. I’d probably gone a little too hard there at the end. “You okay?”

She nodded. “I’m sore, but in a good way.”

“You sure?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said, rising on her tiptoes, a hand snaking around my neck to draw me down. “Thank you. I needed that.”

And then her mouth was on mine, and she was kissing me like she was ready for round two. She tugged me closer, plastering her naked body against mine, and fuck if I wasn’t getting hard again for her already. The feel of her wet tits against my chest was too good to resist, and I didn’t bother stopping myself from reaching down and gripping her ass, hauling her closer.

The front door slammed shut, and Tyler called out a greeting.

Aly writhed against me, pulling back just enough to whisper, “I can be quiet if you can.”

I shook my head. “I’m not risking it. Your noises aren’t for anyone but me now.”

Her lips parted. “That shouldn’t be so hot.”

“What? My possessiveness?”

She nodded.

I arched a brow at her. “So you’d be fine with another woman listening to me grunt and moan for you?”

She wrinkled her nose. “Guess not.”

I bumped my forehead against hers. “That’s what I thought. Now, come on, let’s get cleaned up. I’m as hungry as I am tired after that.”

She leaned back, eyes running over my body. “Huh. I thought you’d have more stamina than this.”

I mock-growled at her. “Blame yourself. Your pussy just milked me bone dry, woman.”

She slapped a hand over my mouth, wide-eyed. “Say that a little louder, will you?”

I bit her palm, and she yelped and pulled back. “I said I didn’t want people to hear you, not that I wasn’t fully okay with telling everyone I meet from this point forward just how well you take my cock.”

She shifted her gaze from mine, cheeks flushing, and tried to slip past me into the shower stream. As she did, I caught her muttering, “It shouldn’t be hot,” over and over again, like she was trying to convince herself she wasn’t into it.

I stepped aside and let her past me, daydreaming of all the fun I’d have getting her to admit things to herself.

She moved to stand directly beneath the cascading water, and unable to help myself, I stepped behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, bending down just enough to trail a lazy line of kisses up her neck.

“Promise you’re okay,” I said.

She nodded. “Better than okay. I hope you’re serious about this boyfriend-girlfriend thing because that was the best sex of my life, and if you try to break up with me right now, you’re going to be the one with a stalker.”

I chuckled. “Don’t threaten me with a good time. I’d love to round a corner and find you waiting for me in the dark.”

She shuddered in my arms. “Fuck. Same.”

I perked up. “In the mask?”

She whimpered and nodded, and I clapped a hand over her mouth to shut her up. “In a house or the woods?”

She nodded again, and I took it as a yes to both.

I leaned down and nipped at her neck, reveling in the way she squirmed in response. “We are going to have so much fun together.”

In response, she wiggled her ass into my semi-erect dick, and only the thought of my roommate overhearing us stopped me from bending her over for round two.

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Chapter 21Aly

The thing about getting fucked hard is that it leaves you both sore and horny. It was midday Sunday, just over a day after Josh dicked me brainless in the shower, and we were back in his car headed to my place. My cousin Alec assured me the house was sparklingly clean. His crew had even gone so far as to set up my new bed – that Josh and I forgot was arriving thanks to the Brad debacle.

That bed was all I could think of right now. Every time I shifted in the passenger seat, a little pang of soreness radiated between my legs, making me think of exactly how I’d gotten so sore. I couldn’t stop picturing my hands braced on the shower wall. If I closed my eyes, I swore I could feel an echo of Josh pounding into me, hitting something deep inside that had driven my pleasure to new heights.