Page 82 of One Quick Obsession

Scarlett moved back, both of us kneeling as she pressed her back to my front, and I slid one hand down, flicking my middle finger over her clit, the other holding her close as I cupped her breast.

“Come. You earned it.”

“So greedy,” she teased right back, and then she was coming, her beautiful cunt clamping around my cock as I slid in and out of her, both of us shaking from the exertion. But I wasn’t done with her yet. I slid out of her, and then moved her to her side. With wide eyes, she reached for me, and I lifted one leg and slid deep into her.

“That’s it. So fucking tight.”

“I’m going to have to do more Pilates and yoga I think,” she teased, but then she was moaning, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as I slid in and out of her, this position deeper than usual.

We rolled into each other, and I found myself on top of her, cradled between her thighs as I moved slowly, taking her lips with mine as we continued to move.

And when she finally came again, tears sliding down her cheeks, I slammed home one more time and filled her. We laid there, my hips slowly working in and out of her as I continued to fill her with my cum, and I took her lips.

“You’re sleeping on the wet spot,” she teased.

Smile deepening, I kissed her hard on the lips, and then rolled us so we were at the side of the bed, still joined.

“We don’t have time to sleep. We have a full day, and then the dreaded family dinner.”

“Oh yes. The family dinner.”

Nestled in my arms, neither one of us really wanted to get up, but then our alarms went off, and I groaned.

“Yay for to-do lists. But you get to wash the sheets.”

I reached around and smacked her ass, loving the way that her inner muscles clenched around my still semi-hard cock.

“You can spank me all you want, but you’re still doing the sheets.”

With a grin, I slid out of her, and then moved her so she lay over my lap.

“If you say so.”

“Hudson Cage. Now I have your cum running down my inner thigh, and you better not spank me. Ouch!” she screeched as I smacked her hard on the ass, once, twice, and then she moaned.

“Oh, look at that, so pink and ready for me.” I speared her with two fingers, and she wiggled on my lap.

“Are you kidding me right now?” she asked, panting. “The alarms are going off, and you don’t really think that you’re going to⁠—”

She moaned again, as I slid my thumb over her clit and continued to fuck her with my fingers. And when she came again, squeezing me tight, I pulled out of her, smacked her on the ass just once more for good measure, and pulled her into my lap as she sat there, shaking.

“If I fall asleep because I did not get any last night, I will blame you.”

“You say the sweetest things. Of course they’re going to blame me. They know that I keep you up all night with my cock.”

“I mentioned something along those lines to Ivy once, and your brother overheard, but you really need to stop repeating that around.”

“What do you mean? That my cock is so amazing that you just can’t sleep at night?”

“Hudson Cage.”

“I love it when you get all grumpy with me.” I smacked a kiss on her lips and stood up, carrying her to the bathroom so we could get ready for the day.

I turned on the shower and let her begin her process that took far longer than mine, before going back, shutting off the alarms, and stripping the bed.

Like I would let her do laundry while she was walking bow-legged like that.

I tossed everything into the washer, began a cycle, and then headed to the shower. She was finishing up, when I walked right in and took her mouth.