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“You know I am. Dance with me?”
“God, yes.”
CH 21 - #generations
Rhys
THE PASTURE PARTY ended around 2:00 a.m., but I didn’t take Riley back to her parents’ house. I took her to mine because I wanted to fuck her like Chad was watching us. She also wanted me to.
Walking to my front door, we were all over each other and nearly stumbled to the ground a couple of times, laughing when it happened. After we made it inside my house, we took off our clothes as fast as we could, then I fucked Riley up against my living room wall until she came. Next, I carried her over to my dining room table, laid her across it, and demanded another orgasm from her body. We were out of breath and covered in sweat, but neither of us was done.
With Riley’s legs still wrapped around my waist and my dick deep inside her dripping pussy, I picked her up off the table and walked into my kitchen with her, sitting her fine ass on the edge of the counter. She leaned her head back against the cabinet, closed her eyes, and I fucked her once again until she came.
“Are you ready for me to stop?” I breathed against her face.
“Did you hear me scream for you to stop?”
I smiled. “No.”
“Then don’t.”
We were in my bed and about to go another round when Riley said, “Wait. I want my cellphone.”
“Now?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see. Would you get it for me?”
I nodded, got off my bed, and hurried down the hallway to Riley’s purse on the floor in my entryway. After grabbing her cellphone from the side pocket, I returned to my bedroom and handed it to her.
“Don’t freak out at what I’m about to do,” she said. Seconds later, she showed me a picture of Chad. “I need this prop. I want to see him watching you fuck me like a man should. I know it’s not real, but it’s the next best thing.”
“Okay.”
She leaned her cellphone against the lamp on my nightstand, with the screen facing my bed. Then she motioned for me to get on top of her. Balls-deep in her pussy once again, she and I looked over at Chad’s smug face. After a few seconds, we focused back on each other, and round four of sex between us began.
It wasn’t long before Riley’s cellphone screen went black; however, my bedroom wasn’t dark. Moonlight was streaming down through all the windows, making everything glow, especially Riley’s beautiful face.
Still moving inside her, I thought about us having sex in the cemetery and how some folks would’ve thought it was wrong. The same applied to Riley and me looking at a picture of her ex-fiancé while we fucked. I could imagine the scoffs of others if they knew the kinks that Riley and I shared. They just didn’t know what they were missing in their vanilla lives.
“Harder, Rhys. Harder,” Riley breathed.
With her hands against my headboard, I gave her what she needed, making her cum for the fourth time and screaming for me to stop afterward. I didn’t, though. I kept going until I came and then collapsed on top of Riley—her body and mine spent to the max.
I glanced at the clock on my dresser: 09:58 a.m. Riley and I hadn’t left my bed since the last night. She was still asleep with her head on my chest, and I watched her while wishing time would slow down. Sunday was fast approaching.
Once Riley was back in Fort Worth, the reality of how far apart we lived would set in. My high school sweetheart hadn’t even left town yet, and I already missed her.
“Silverman,” she whispered, her eyes still closed.
“Ma’am?”
“I’m not going to be able to walk for a week. Holy shit, I’m sore.”
