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“Look at you. So fucking beautiful. Working that clit over those laces.” I have to palm myself through my pants, try to tell my cock to wait its turn. I want this. Need this so badly—to watch her so lost in how desperately she wants to be fucked that she’ll do anything for it. Anything for me.
“This is so wrong.” She gasps, the sound of a moan caught in her throat.
“Nah. It’s perfect. You’re perfect for me, Trix. So fucking sexy, I can barely take it. I love watching you like this.”
“I need more.” It’s a breathy whisper as she grinds down on the ball again.
I step behind her, sliding my hands up under the edges of the skirt I’ve hiked up around her hips and grab the band of her underwear. I tug gently, and she lifts her hips from the ball just enough that I can slip them off her, moving them slowly down her legs until she steps out, one at a time. She hovers over the ball, like doing what she’s been doing without that little scrap of fabric in between is too much. I grab a handful of her ass, squeezing as I lean down to whisper in her ear.
“He thinks you’re a good girl. Show me you’re not.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“I will. I promise I will, Trix. But I want to see you take what you want. Feel the way the ribs of these laces brush over your clit. Hear how good it feels to use it.”
“I shouldn’t. It’s…”
“Hot as fuck. I’m so fucking hard I can’t stand it. Watching you like this is going to live in my head forever. Just a loop of the way your hips move and the soft little moans you make.” I grab her hair at the nape of her neck and gently tug her back before I bring my lips to her ear once more. Making a confession I’m sure I’ll be making a million times more. “I need it, Trix. I need you.”
It’s all it takes for her to move again, and I nip at her earlobe.
“That’s my girl. So fucking sexy taking what she wants. What she needs.” I glance down and watch as the ball starts to get slick from her wetness.
“Oh fuck… This is so… so wrong,” she mutters as she rocks her hips forward again.
I can’t take watching anymore. I need inside her. My own desperation demands to know that some of those moans are for me. I undo my pants and grab the condom in my pocket, tearing the foil and putting it on.
I step behind her, lining myself up as she rocks back and forth over the ball. She brushes over my cock on the next go, and the warmth of her cunt over me has me on edge. The moan she makes as she drags down me on her next move makes it too hard to hold out any further.
“You want me, Trix?”
“I need you. Please.” Another soft moan escapes as she grinds down again. “Please, Coop.”
I take her on the next round, sliding inside and watching as her hands grip the comforter on her childhood bed. Her moan cuts off into something more guttural, more feral, as she meets my next thrust with the cant of her hips.
“Oh fuck. That’s so good. You’re so fucking good, Coop,” she mutters the words as her grip tightens. I fuck her harder, my balls brushing over the edge of the football, before she bats it away a moment later. I grin at how fucked up it is before I run my hand over the curve of her ass, and she murmurs another curse as I take her deeper.
I want to tell her how good she is. How sweet she is. How I can give her every fucking thing she’s ever wanted. How she can be my good little wife if she wants to be. How I’d do anything for her. Get on my knees whenever she snaps her fingers. That I’m already hers.
That’s how fucked up I am over her—ready to spill every damn secret I have for a chance at what I want. But it’s not what she needs from me right now. Not what she wants to hear. Not how I can make her come hard like she’s been begging for me to do all night.
“Fuck me, Trix. You’re such a good slut for me. Taking my cock like this. Like you were made for it. While you rub this pretty little pussy all over that ball. Can barely control yourself.”
There are muted gasps and moans from her, and she grinds back against me with each movement of my hips. Her fingers wrap around the comforter, tangling and wrinkling the fabric under her hands as she feverishly works her way to her own desperate release.
“That’s right. Let yourself go. Like you can’t get enough.”
She falls apart a moment later, coming hard and taking me with her. She buries her moans in the bed, and I bite down hard on my tongue to keep from cursing my way through it loud enough for everyone in this house to hear. It’s so fucking perfect I can barely stand to pull away from her.
Her breathing slows, and she climbs up onto the bed, the ball falling to the floor at my feet. I clean myself up and take care of the condom, zipping up my pants on the walk back to the bed.
I pick up the ball, grabbing an old jersey hanging over a chair in the corner of the room and wipe it down before I toss the jersey in the hamper and return the ball to her shelf.
I sit on the bed next to her and pull her body next to mine. She curls into me, leaning on my shoulder as I kiss her forehead.
“That was… wow,” she whispers, and I can tell she’s still feeling raw and vulnerable. The way this house and everyone in it tonight affects her is hard not to notice. I’m happy to distract her from it all for a little while.
“Sexy as fuck. That one should have been on the list. Maybe we add it so we can cross it off.”
