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Ian turns me around so my back is to him, and I lean against the counter. He nudges me from behind before bending his knees slightly, until he nudges at my wetness. His tip presses against my wet, smooth folds, and I rock my hips. As I brace myself against the counter, a thought comes to mind. What if someone walks in? But that brief moment of worry flutters away as he thrust his hips against mine, penetrating me.
“Oh, fuck,” I say, exhaling.
Every inch of him inside me feels like heaven. He slides in then gives another little thrust, like he wants to get lost in me. Reaching around, he yanks up my top to expose my tits. He cups my breasts, squeezing and tugging my nipples while moving deep inside me. I turn, trying to capture his lips with mine. I’m lost in the heady-lust of our crazy lovemaking, and our kisses become frantic. My mind swims with pleasure and my thighs quiver as he moves into me. My legs tremble from the exertion and I lean my body against the counter in an effort to stay on my feet.
Throwing my head back, I moan in pleasure. Every muscle in my body tenses as I’m right on the edge of my orgasm. My gasps become cries and I clutch at the edge of the counter, trying to stop myself from spinning away on a whirlwind of pleasure. I don’t want this to end yet, but it’s too late. I’m already there, unable to hold off any longer.
I squeeze my eyes shut as the first waves burst through me, the tightening that’s been building at my core, exploding through my body. Ian doesn’t stop even as I buckle and writhe, pulsing around him. Wave after wave shudders through me, tingling from my breasts right down to my curling toes.
“I’m... I’m close...” He leans in, his breath hot and heavy in my ear. “Fuck, I’m close!”
“Come. P-please...” I gasp.
My cries shatter through the shop as he plunges into me one last time. Hopefully, no one heard my moan. My inner muscles ripple, clamping down around him as my second orgasm sweeps away like a tidal wave. His fingers dig hard into my thigh, his groans growing louder. We slump on the floor, our chests lifting and falling in rhythm as we catch our breath. Ian’s heartbeat thuds against my back.
“I missed that feeling,” I say, my head on his chest. “Thank you.”
“Kaylee...?”
I look up at him. “What?”
“I’ll tell you…about my mom.”
“Done cleaning up?” he asks five minutes later, as I head toward where he’s seated waiting for me.
“Yeah. Alright then.” I sit. “Talk to me.”
“Alright.” He sighs, taking a seat next to me. “What exactly did she tell you?”
“She didn’t go into detail. She just said you guys weren’t on talking terms.” I lean forward. “What’s it about?”
Ian sighs again, turning his gaze to his fingers. “I found out something… I found out that she has been lying to me all my life.”
“Lying to you?” I angle my head. “What about?”
“About my father.”
“I don’t understand.”
He scratches the bridge of his nose. “One thing about my family is that we are all very secretive; and if we don’t want people to know something, they wouldn’t know it.”
I stay silent, nodding as he continues.
“My family looked perfect from the outside, but the truth is that we had a lot of problems. One of the biggest ones is the fact that my dad and I never got along. He was abusive.”
“Oh my god…” I whisper. “Ian.”
“It wasn’t a big deal. He just pushed me around a few times. But most of the times, he abused me verbally. And the crazy thing is that…” He turns to me. “He only got like that with me.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. He was good to my mom, but for some reason, he just couldn’t stand me.” He pauses. “So I did some digging.”
“What did you find?”
“That he’s not my father.”
My eyes go wide, and I clamp my hand over my mouth. “Oh my god.”
