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“You have no fucking idea how much I missed this.” I’ve waited weeks to feel her skin against mine again.
My pulse is racing, and I pull away to catch my breath, digging my face between her neck and her shoulder, taking in her faint perfume.
This isn’t right. I’m losing myself more to Britney with each second.
But once again, I’m not certain I know how to stop.
Or that I want to.
I’m going to figure this out, I promise myself. Right now, all I need to do is be inside her. And once I exhaust myself pummeling her and getting the emptiness her absence caused out of my system, we can talk.
I reach between us and yank away the material separating us, a pink thong even more flimsy than the last. The fact that she just happened to wear that kind of panties on a day she didn’t even know I was going to stop by gives me a boner so hard, I swear pressing it against a wall would snap it in half.
She’s soaking wet beneath the fabric. I push one of my fingers inside her without warning. Britney lets out a moan, already squirming in my arms.
Pleasing her lets the tension of the past few weeks drain off faster than I could have believed. I move my finger in and out, loving the way her pussy oozes fluid with every one of my motions.
Brit’s eyes are wet with pleasure. “Please, Alex,” she moans. “Please.”
I know what she’s begging for. And maybe I could have tortured her a little more if my dick wasn’t straining against my pants, ready to explode.
Still pinning her to the wall, I reach out and one-handedly shove my pants and boxers to the floor. We’re both naked from the waist down, and while I love seeing Brit’s entire body while I fuck her, I’m way too desperate to worry about this being perfect.
I thrust into her with as much force I can manage. Britney screams, but I don’t hold back. I continue to thrust in a frantic pace, gasping hard with each dive into her. The pleasure is overwhelming and leaves me weak at the knees, and it somehow makes up for the weeks I’d spent in agony over her.
“Alex,” Britney moans, tears running down her cheeks. “Keep going.”
I thrust even harder, leaving us both gasping for breath. But her fingernails are digging into my neck, urging me to go even faster, harder.
She wants more of me.
I unpin her from the wall, carrying her in my arms and setting her down on the couch stomach-down.
“Alex,” Brit gasps, wiping tears off her eyes. “What are you—”
Still standing behind her, I pull her by the waist toward me. Her ass is now pressed against my naked, wet dick. Shoving her shirt aside, I thrust into her again.
Fuck, I think, as Brit lets out her loudest scream yet. I’ve never been a big fan of the doggy position, but slamming into Brit from behind beats every other position we’ve ever tried before.
I continue to fuck her until she starts breathing in short, tiny gasps. She’s about to come, and while I should play with her clit or fondle her nipples until I push her over the edge, I’ve got something better in mind.
Still thrusting into her, I reach forward and pull her up so her back is flush against my chest.
“Why were you ghosting me?”
She’s not going to be able to say no, not when she’s craving a release this badly. I’d clocked that instantly, almost as quickly as I did her bullshit excuse about being too occupied to reach out.
Something is going on. While I have no idea what it was, my guess is straightforward. Now that she’s canceled the deal with the Furmans, she has no use for me. And she is trying to cut me out completely.
The anguish it caused in me was unbearable, but no part of her behavior tonight has made me rethink my hypothesis. Sure, she’d caved and let me fuck her, but even Brit could not resist our raw sexual chemistry.
Chasing away all these thoughts, I realize that nothing I can think right now would make me feel better. Even though I’m pretty sure I’m right, I need to know.
It does feel ironic being on this side of the waiting end, and I almost understand why Janice—and so many others—lost their minds after I spontaneously called it quits with them.
My defense was always that I set the rules from the get-go. It was just sex. No feelings. Now I’m starting to realize how that doesn’t necessarily prevent you from falling hard. Brit and I had been in a fake relationship, and yet I was torn over the fact that she kept her distance from me for almost a month.
Feelings didn’t care about what was agreed at the beginning of the relationship. They just happened.
