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Ally Vance
Prologue
Edward
Falling for her wasn’t my plan, but I didn’t exactly have much choice. This love was written into my very essence, and there was no escaping it. In actuality I didn’t really try all that hard to break the bond between us, not that I had it in me to begin with. Her blood flows through my veins, filling my body with life, pumping desire through every vessel, and flooding my heart.
Leaving for college and putting several hundred miles between us did nothing to ease the hunger I felt every day. Distance only made my heart grow fonder, and the hunger grew into something even more untamed. I made some half-hearted attempts to satisfy the need within, but they did little more than take the edge off.
Chapter One
Edward
The body of the woman beneath me writhes as I push into the wet heat, enveloping my cock in the slick juices. I grunt, feeling my balls tighten as she squeezes my shaft. Pumping deeper into her core, images flash behind my closed eyes. Dark hair, darker eyes, full red lips and soft skin… I swallow hard, spilling into the willing body beneath me.
Opening my eyes, my breath catches in my throat as a wave of disappointment rushes through me, washing away the flood of endorphins. The face of the woman below me isn’t the one that was in my mind, and the brief satisfaction I’d gained swiftly fades, replacing the warmth in my stomach with something hollow.
Not wanting to show my feelings and upset her, I bury my face into her shoulder, inhaling her scent as I run my hands along the length of her body. I’ve gotten good at pretending to want what I have very little interest in, I’ve had to. Sighing, I lift my head from Jenny’s shoulder and brush my lips against hers.
This farce is one I’ve been keeping up for a few months, but she’s just another notch in a line of women I’ve tried to convince myself that I want. Truthfully, the only woman I’ve ever truly cared about is a few hundred miles away, happily married and has no idea how I really feel.
Anxiety twists in my gut at the thought of her with someone else, and I try to divert my thoughts back to the present. Jennifer is squirming beneath me, and I sigh, feeling myself growing hard all over again. I let her think it’s all for her, but my mind is elsewhere, imagining myself balls deep in the forbidden fruit I left back home.
Squeezing Jennifer’s hips, I move my own, using the combination of my cum and her juices as lube and slide fully within her. Punishing myself for my errant thoughts, I embed myself within Jennifer’s pussy, giving her everything she wants, apart from my heart.
I shake my head and groan as Jennifer’s slick hole contracts around my dick while the pitch of her moans makes my ears ring. My hand slips beneath her ass, and I grip it firmly, pulling her tight against me. Thoughts of forbidden fruit re-enter my mind and I brush my finger against the little hole that’s coated in the fluids that have seeped out of her pussy. Jennifer gasps, and I roughly kiss her, biting down on her bottom lip.
“Can I take you here?” I ask, teasing the tight entrance with my fingertip as I breach it ever so slightly.
Jennifer shakes her head, and I push my finger deeper. A guttural moan vibrates her body, and she clenches around me.
“Please?”
My finger is buried to the knuckle, and I move it in time with my thrusts, working both her holes while fighting back my internal disgust at myself. I don’t want Jennifer, but she helps ease the ache I feel inside me. She keeps me somewhat grounded, so I don’t take off back home.
“No,” she gasps, but the way she’s moving tells me that it’s only a matter of time before she relents.
Jennifer rocks back and forth, fucking my cock and my finger. Slipping another one inside her ass, I work her over, loosening her up both physically and mentally. My thoughts are split between here and back home as the rush of sensations start to take over, and I spill inside of her once again.
I pull out, this time flopping back onto the bed. Jennifer lies panting and limp beside me, and I look up at the ceiling instead of at her, even as she snuggles into me. Naked and sweating, we stay like that until she falls asleep.
Grabbing my phone off the little table next to the bed, I tap in the pin and scroll through my messages. My lips twitch into a smile when I see the new message from my mom.
Mom: I can’t wait to have you home for the summer. I’ve missed you so much. Let me know when you’re leaving. Have a safe journey, Ed. I love you so much.
Chapter Two
Edward
I grit my teeth as my phone rings again. Jennifer keeps calling, even though she knows I’m driving, and I don’t want to talk right now. I broke things off with her before I left, and she just won’t accept that it’s over. I might not want her the way she wants me, but I can’t promise to be faithful to her when I’m going back to the place my heart belongs. I’m already an asshole because I’ve been using her for sexual gratification, but I’m not going to cheat on her too.
I press the button on the wheel to cancel the call and continue driving. Cranking up the volume on the stereo, I let the heavy bass and pounding drums drown out my thoughts, while the words to my favorite songs blare out around me. The light from the streetlamps blur past me as I tear down the highway, and I lose myself in the journey and the music.
I could’ve flown home. However, seeing as I drove down here for college alone in the first place, I decided to drive back. Mom and Dad offered to make the initial journey with me, but I didn’t want to draw out the goodbyes, and having their presence in my personal space would’ve made this whole transition even harder than it was. It was easier to separate there from home on my own, even though I never really succeeded in doing so. I missed my mom, more than I wanted to admit, and while a part of me hoped the distance would help ease the burden and reduce the potency of the thoughts I’d run away from… I knew it wouldn’t make a difference.
The miles fly by, and as I feel my eyelids starting to droop, I decide to stop at the next service station and book a room for the night. Parking in the almost empty lot, I grab a change of clothes and my toothbrush from the trunk, and shove them into a bag, then go over to the booking office. The pretty young woman behind the glass screen surveys me with more than simple interest in her eyes as she takes the cash and my ID from me.
