“Then how about you put that smart ass mouth to use.”
I’m ready to get her all riled up again. Dirty talk excited her last night. I loved the sight of her getting off when I told her how good she tasted and how incredible her riding my cock felt. It wasn’t a lie. Addison has the tightest and most scrumptious pussy I’ve ever had.
I want to stop, ask her if she’s sore, but I can’t when her lips slam into mine. I taste the mint toothpaste still lingering on her tongue. My hand wraps around her head to bring her closer. Her sweet mouth isn’t as chaste as I thought.
She moans out in frustration when I push her away in order to run my hands along her bare thighs. I brush my fingers against her silky skin and push my nails into it roughly.
She bites the corner of her lip, looking innocent as hell. I want to fuck that innocence out of her. I want to make her a bad girl, one who thrives to be fucked right and good.
“Take off your shirt,” I demand.
She does as she’s told. Good girl.
“And lose the bra. If you come to my room wanting my cock again, don’t wear panties or a bra unless you want them ripped off.”
Her mouth falls open, giving me a glimpse of the tongue I’m dying to be wrapped around my hard cock. She’s never been talked to like this, and she’s getting off on it.
Her hips start to move, her pussy sliding against my cock over my shorts, and I palm her soft tits. They’re fucking perfect, fitting in my hands like they were made for me.
“How do you want it? Do you want to ride this cock again?”
“From behind,” she answers, looking away from me.
“Look at me when you say that. How do you want it?”
Her gaze penetrates mine. “I want you to fuck me from behind. Doggy style.”
I suck in a breath of surprise. Fuck, yes. My favorite. There’s nothing better than gripping a woman’s hips, watching your dick slide in and out of her, and controlling how deep you go.
“Undress me,” I command.
She slides off me, my cock already missing the feel of her, and situates herself on her knees. She grips the elastic of my shorts and slowly drags them down my legs. I grin as she takes in my hard cock in all its glory in the morning air.
Her eyes meet mine. “No underwear?”
“I hoped you’d join me this morning.”
There’s uncertainty on her face of what to do next.
“This is you, baby,” I say to help her out. “You call the shots of where this goes. You can wrap your hand around it and stroke me. You can take me in with those hot lips of yours, which would feel fucking unbelievable, and lick me up and down.
I jump, my entire body flinching with delight when her tongue snakes out, and she licks the length of my cock. I’m on top of the world when she wraps her luscious lips around the swollen head. My head falls back, reveling in the feel of her taking my dick in and out of her sweet mouth.
“Just like that.” I can’t help but move my hips up and down. “Have you ever sucked a cock before?” My voice is raspy, and I can tell I’m getting close to busting inside her mouth.
She doesn’t pull away from my cock, just nods her head in response. She’s concentrating hard on giving it to me right. Fucking commitment. This girl will make a good wife to someone.
I give her hair a tug, a sign to pull away, but she doesn’t move. She wants to finish me off. As much as I’d love to fill her mouth with my cum and watch her swallow it down, I need her pussy more.
My throat tightens when I lose her mouth. She feels weightless as I lift her up in the air. The bed squeaks when I toss her on her stomach next to me. My knees slide against the sheets while I move to the end of the bed. I tear off her panties and wrap my arm around her stomach to pull her up on her knees.
The sound of me slapping her ass reverberates through the room, and her back straightens at the sting. I reach into my nightstand for a condom. I slide it on my hard, throbbing cock in seconds.
I never fuck without a condom. I use these fuckers religiously. As much as I crave what it feels like to fuck a girl raw, to feel skin against skin, I’m not taking any chances of having a little Zeth running around.
“You have to be quiet,” I say, stroking her soft pussy.
I can’t imagine what kind of shit show would occur if her mom walked in on me ramming my cock in her virgin daughter’s cunt. It’d be the best story I’d ever tell.
“They’re gone.”
Her hourglass hips rock back and forth against my hand, wanting more, and I give it to her. She’s soaked, her warm juices dripping down the skin of my arm.
I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside her. I use my knees to separate her thighs. My cock pulsates when I sink into her warmth, filling her up. I shudder, feeling suffocated by her walls while I pump my hips.
I slam into her over and over. I’m losing control. Her head rolls back. I take this opportunity to slide my hand up her chest and cup her breasts. I roll a nipple between my fingers, and my thrusts grow faster. She grips the sheets, holding herself up as she takes every inch of my cock. She’s close. I know it. Thank God, because I’m also about to lose it.
I pull out of her, smack her ass again, and rip off the condom. I throw my head back, my chest shuddering, and bust all over her back. My body keeps convulsing. I can’t take my eyes off my cum blanketing her skin. I rub it in, leaving evidence I was there.
I shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong for me to take her pussy, to fuck her into oblivion, when she’s in a weak state, on the rebound, but I don’t give a flying fuck. I’ll keep screwing her until she figures out what she wants, and it definitely won’t be me.
I’ll give it to her right and let her have a taste of what it’s like to be with a bad boy. I’ll teach her every trick I know. Men will fall at her feet when I’m done with her.
In a few months, I’ll be on my way back to California, beaming with satisfaction that I ruined my dad’s perfect family. Oh, and the perk of getting some good, innocent pussy while being in this hellhole. I’ll go back home feeling like I’ve accomplished shit. Then I’ll move on with my life.
At least, that’s what I’m trying to convince myself.
“When were you going to tell me you’re fucking her?” Kelton asks, gesturing to Addison outside.
We’re sitting in the basement watching Addison play with Rose in the pool from the patio door. Leonard and Melinda are out of town for the week. As soon as they told me the news they were leaving, I called Kelton and told him it was the perfect time to fly out and visit. He wouldn’t have to deal with them or pay for a hotel.
Him and Rose arrived this morning. Addison drove me to pick them up at the airport, and she had no problem with them staying with us for a few nights. As soon as Rose saw the pool, she begged Kelton to get in. Addison didn’t mind taking her under her wing while I caught up with my best friend.
“What are you muttering about over there, dickwad?” I ask, not looking away from Addison.
I can’t. She’s in the same bikini she wore the first time we went out to the pool. My mouth is salivating. I’ve seen her naked, so I don’t know why the sight of her in a bikini gets me all riled up, but it does. We’ve been sneaking around as much as we can, and lucky for us, our parents never come downstairs.
“You’re fucking her. Admit it,” he says.
I finally look over at him. He plants his Chuck Taylors up on the coffee table and has a shit-eating grin on his face while waiting for my answer. I was surprised Addison didn’t freak out when she first saw him. His shoulder-length blonde hair is pulled back in a bun, and he has more artwork on his body than I do.
“My dick hasn’t been anywhere near her.” I take a long chug of my beer.
“Right. I’m pretty sure you’ve been giving her your cock. And from the satisfied look on her face, it looks like you’ve been giving it to her good. You’ve broken the prude in the bedroom.” He leans forward and smacks me on the back. “That
’s my boy.”
I give him a dirty look. “Keep your mouth shut. I’m giving her lessons.”
Mists of his beer sprinkle across my arm when he spits it out. “I’m sorry, but did you say you’re giving her sex lessons? Like, teaching her how to fuck?”
I shrug. “She wants to learn how to be better in bed.”
“And you were all too willingly to be her teacher.”
His excitement boosts when he notices Addison walk into the basement. Her and Rose are holding hands, and both of their hair is soaked and dripping on the carpet.
“Bathroom break,” Addison says, showing Rose where to go. Rose closes the door, and Addison returns to us.
“So, Addison,” Kelton says. “How’s this hellion doing around here? Is he treating you okay?”
“He has his moments,” she answers, looking at me in question.
I subtly shake my head, telling her he doesn’t know about us having sex, even though I’m lying.
“But he’s not too bad,” she goes on.
“He’s not giving you any shit? Has he tried sleeping with you?” Kelton laughs when my fist smacks into his arm.
Redness swoops over Addison’s cheeks.
“Kelton, quit harassing her, so she can go play with your daughter,” I say.
“Yeah, daddy, we’re playing,” Rose whines, coming back to the room. She looks over at Addison. “Can we go back to the pool?”
Addison nods, and I grin. My little nugget goddaughter saved us from an awkward conversation.
“Wife her,” Kelton says when they’re out of eyeshot.
I watch Addison grab Rose’s hand, and they jump back in the pool together. She picks Rose up and tosses her in the air.
I snort. “Don’t start that shit. You know I don’t do relationships. You’re the same way.”
“The difference is I’ve never had the chance to be with someone like her.” He jerks his head toward Addison. “She’s a different breed. She’s loyal. She’s a good girl. She won’t cheat on your dumbass, and you don’t have to worry about how many of your boys she’s let hit it. That’s hard to find these days.” He blows out a breath. “Look at my baby momma. She’s a damn piece of work.”
“It’s not happening, so let it go.”
“If you don’t want her, then I’m going for it. Maybe she’ll move her ass to California. Rose needs a good step-mommy.”
I ram fist into his arm. “Do you want me to break your fucking neck?”
His grin grows. “I knew you liked her, you dirty liar.”
“Do I think she’s sexy as hell? Yes. Do I enjoy giving her my cock? Fuck yes. Am I going to wife her up? Absolutely not. She’s too good for me.”
“Man, shut the hell up with that shit. You’re one of the best dudes I know.”
I laugh. “You only think I’m semi-decent because of the crowd we’ve been around. If you weren’t raised with me, you’d think I’m straight up trash.”
“She doesn’t look at you like that. She doesn’t see my daughter, you, or me as trash. She wouldn’t be out there with my little girl, your goddaughter, right now if she thought that. She looks at you. She gives you the look.”
I raise a brow, staring at him with arrogance. “The look?”
“The look that says she’s falling for you … or she’s already in love with you. Take it, don’t run from it.”
He’s blind. Pussy has always blinded him. That’s why he has a kid and a crazy ass baby momma.
“I don’t keep pussy, and you know that. As soon as my time here is up, I’m back home. I’m not worried about playing love games with her.”
I’m picking up coke cans and candy wrappers around the pool. Addison and Rose ran off to change out of their swimsuits and to order a pizza. I turn around when I hear someone kick a can behind me.
“Turn your hoe ass around right now and leave before she sees you,” I say, holding myself back from throwing her in the pool.
“I need to talk to her. I need to explain,” Savannah says, using her hands to stop me from coming any closer.
She doesn’t trust me, and she shouldn’t. I’d never hit a girl, but I have no problem picking her up and sticking her crazy ass back in her car.
“I don’t know how to say this nicely, so I won’t. You’re a jealous bitch and a sucky ass friend. You choose cock over your best friend. You don’t deserve to have Addison in your life. Get the fuck out of here before I pick you up myself and put you out. And trust me, I’ll make sure to be a little rough.”
“You know nothing about me,” she hisses, running her hand through her messy hair. She isn’t wearing makeup and looks like she hasn’t slept in days. Cam must’ve kicked her to the curb.
“Doesn’t take much to know you, sweetheart. Your actions tell me everything. You’re an attention whore. You opened your legs to your best friend’s man because you’re jealous of her.”
She lets out an arrogant laugh. “Me? Jealous of her? You’ve lost your mind. She’s plain. She’s boring. She doesn’t even know how to suck dick.”
She’s wrong about that.
“You’re so jealous of her I can smell it from here. She’s something you’ll never be. You hate it, and that’s why you fucked Cam. You wanted something she had. You wanted to feel like you were able to compete with her, but newsflash, he was only using you until he was ready to walk down the aisle with her. Sure, he may keep getting a taste of your pussy, but you’ll never be the girl on his arm, or the one having his babies.” I pause. “Or maybe, you’ll get lucky and win the guy. You two deserve each other.”
“Cam’s right, you do want her. Let me give you some words of advice; you’re wasting your time.” She shakes her head. “I know you two are screwing. What’s so great about her? I practically opened up my pussy for you on the spot, and you couldn’t have cared less. But the virginal queen spreads ‘em, and you’re practically panting.”
“Shut your fucking mouth before I pick you up and throw you out of here. You want to know why guys choose Addison over you? Because she gives them a challenge. Men don’t want the community cunt.”
I feel bad for her when tears prick at her eyes.
“Tell her I stopped by,” she mutters before throwing a can at me and stomping off.
15
Addison
You’re looking a little red there,” Zeth says, eyeing me when I fall down on the towel next to him.
I look down and rub at my sensitive skin. My shoulder is already starting to peel.
We’re at the beach. It’s Kelton and Rose’s last day here, and I’m sad they’re leaving. They’re fun and nothing like my friends here. Sure, Kelton looks tough on the exterior. His dirty blonde hair is pulled up in a bun, and he has more tattoos than Zeth, but he’s been nothing but nice to me. It’s sad my mom would look at people like them as if they were scum, like she’s better than them, but they’ve treated me better than any of my so-called friends.
And Rose, she’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever met. All I had to do was play with her in the pool, and she acted like it was the best day of her life.
“Yeah, I should’ve brought the heavy duty, waterproof SPF,” I say, rifling through my beach bag. “Oh, the perks of being pale.”
Our hands brush when he reaches in the bag and pulls out the bottle I’m looking for. He holds it up and gestures for me to turn around. I do as I’m told. He squeezes the lotion in his hand, and chills run down my arms as he spreads the lotion down my back.
“Kelton seems nice,” I comment.
“He’s one of the best guys I know. Thank you for letting them stay with you. I looked around for places for them to stay, but they were all expensive as shit.”
“It’s been nice having them here. I like seeing the other side of you.”
“What side?”
“The caring guy, the one a four-year-old girl looks up to as her best friend.”
Rose comes barreling towards us, as if on cue. “Uncle Zeth,” she shrieks, sand f
lying from her feet. “Come build a sand castle with me!”
Her blonde hair is pulled back in a French braid I did earlier, and she’s wearing the cutest Frozen bathing suit I’ve ever seen. Apparently, Elsa is her favorite person in the entire world.
She holds out her hand, not even giving him the option to say no. She calls the shots with the guys. I’ve noticed they can never go against her. It’s adorable.
Zeth finishes off my back and jumps to his feet. He grabs her around her tiny waist and throws her over his shoulder. She cracks up in laughter as he runs towards the ocean. He snags the buckets she has sitting close to the water and starts packing them with sand.
Kelton takes Zeth’s spot next to me. “Don’t break his heart.”
The sound of a can opening cuts through the awkward silence.
“What?” I ask, even though I know what he’s saying. I could never break Zeth’s heart because he’ll never give it to me. The only reason he’s hanging out with me is because I’m a convenient lay. He’d never give a girl like me the time of day otherwise. I’m inexperienced. I’m naïve, and I’m sure as hell not sexy.
“Don’t break his heart,” he repeats.
“I don’t know what you’re …”
He interrupts me. “I know something is going on between you two.”
I wince, ready to get up and kick Zeth’s ass.
“Don’t blame it on him,” he says, reading my mind. “Anyone that sees you guys together would know. You can’t take your eyes off each other. You look like it’d kill you to be apart.”
My heart plunders. There’s no way Zeth looks at me like that. He only cares about getting pussy. He’s told me so countless times. All I am to him is a willing vagina. His friend is mistaking his desire for real emotions. Kelton is so wrong.
“We’re just friends.”
He nods. “I get that, but friends can always become more. And I’m not just talking about sexual benefits. I’m talking about a real relationship–boyfriend, girlfriend type shit.”
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