“Are you sure? I’ve never…”

“I’m sure,” she replied. “I’ve been dying to know what your apa feels like without a condom.”

I knew she liked my apa, and I was eager to have her feel it with nothing between us.

“Turn around,” I instructed. “Get on your knees, and keep your ass in the air.”

I kneeled behind her, spreading her knees wider, and rubbed the head of my cock against her opening. I swallowed the groan bubbling in my throat from the feel of us, skin-on-skin.

Holding her hips, I gently guided myself inside her until she’d taken all of me. My breathing hitched, and I shut my eyes as I got used to the feel of us like this. Bare. Unbridled.

“Dane, please…”

Kennedy’s plea snapped me out of my stupor, and I started moving, slipping out, and then slipping back in. My hips started thrusting harder, and after a few minutes, the sound of Kennedy’s whimpers, and my slick skin hitting the back of her thighs filled the room.

“God,” I moaned. “You look fucking hot like this, Kitten. Your pussy is greedy.”

“You have a dirty mouth.” Kennedy chuckled, but it turned into a whimper when I slapped her butt cheek.

“Get onto your elbows,” I said. She obeyed, and I lifted her feet to my sides.

“Ohhhhh, that’s deep….”

“Yeah?” I huffed. “How’s this?”

I bent my knees a little more, and thrust up in one hard motion. The tip of my cock hit her g-spot, and I strained not to come before she did. My muscles trembled from the effort it took to hold back my release.

Kennedy clutched at my sheets, and cried out. “Ohhh fuuu…” Her words trailed off, and I felt her squeeze. She was close, and I wasn’t far behind. I dropped her feet back onto the bed, and leaned over her. I repositioned my legs, and with my arm around her waist, I lifted Kenned so that she was straddling me from behind. She held onto my thighs as I started lifting us up and down. I bit her shoulder, and then lapped up the taste of her salty skin.

“Harder, Dane, I’m right there.”

My free hand slid down between her legs, and I rubbed her clit with a few deft strokes until her body tensed and tightened around me.

Kennedy let out the sexiest moan as she came, and I pushed into her as hard as I could before I let go. I was marking my mate, and the visceral affect rattled me. Our bodies shook, and we came down from the unreal high together. She didn’t move, and I wanted to stay inside her forever, but I felt our joint wetness trailing down my thigh. Just like I’d marked her, she was somehow marking me too.

“Oh shit,” she looked down, “we’re sticky.”

I chuckled at the tone of her voice, liking that she was so new to a lot of this. I couldn’t wait to show her more.

I gently lifted her off my lap, and handed her my discarded t-shirt before heading into the bathroom. I got her a washcloth, and went back to clean her up. Her leg twitched when I wiped her clean.

“Sore?”

She shook her head, and blushed. “Sensitive.”

I threw the washcloth into the hamper next to my door, and pulled on my briefs. She’d started to get up when I climbed into bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I was going to leave, but - ”

“You’re not going anywhere,” I said. I lifted the sheets, and opened my arm. She slipped back in beside me, and put her head in the crook of my arm. I lifted one of her legs over mine, and curled her into my side. We fell asleep, and I remember thinking I never wanted her to leave my bed. Ever.

CHAPTER TW ENTY-ONE

Kennedy

WARM, SLIGHTLY CALLOUSED hands trailed around my waist and down my stomach, rousing me from sleep. I sighed, opening one eye, and welcomed the warmth of the hot body behind me.

“You stayed the night again,” I murmured tiredly. The sun peeked through my curtains, and I surmised it must have been past eight in the morning. Dane chuckled, and his chest vibrated against my back. “You wore me out. I didn’t have enough energy to leave.”

His hand cupped my sex, and my breathing faltered when he rubbed his finger over my clit.

“I’m tired,” I said. “You might have to do all the work yourself if you want to play.”

He hummed against my shoulder, pressing his morning erection between my butt cheeks. “I just want to touch you.”

He pushed a digit into me, and despite the way my body livened with the touch, I winced.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked quietly, easing his hand between my legs.

“I’m a little sore,” I replied honestly. “You were a little rowdier than usual last night.”

I turned around, and faced him, marveling at the brightness in his blue eyes. “Something was bothering you.”

Dane brushed his lips across mine, and cupped my head so that I wouldn’t pull away. He knew I was weird about morning breath, but for some reason it didn’t bother him. He still devoured my mouth like it was a necessity.

We’d been doing this song and dance for almost a week already. During the day our lives were normal, and we went to school and acted towards each other the way we always had. But at night Dane would sneak into my bedroom, and like the villain he was, he would use his wicked ways to turn me inside out. I went through the motions of my day, guarding our secret closely, and making sure no one suspected anything, but all I could think about was the next time Dane would be coming to me. It was just sex, but I’d come to crave the way he owned my body, and showed me that his body was made to please. And my God did he please me.

“I can kiss it better.” His lips moved against mine, and he shifted his thigh between mine. He was avoiding my observation, and I figured it was too personal for our arrangement. He avoided sentimentality, unless he was whispering salacious things into my ear while bending me to his will.

“I’d rather be doing something else,” I replied. My hand moved down his stomach, over his washboard abs, past that delicious V, and I wrapped my fingers around his cock. His skin was soft, a contradiction to the hardness it covered.

“I think you’re right,” he said in a rush. “That is a close second to what I’d been planning on doing to you.”

I tightened my grip, and started moving my hand up and down, watching the way Dane’s eyes clouded over. As much as I liked being at his mercy, it made my insides coil when he was at mine.

He kissed me hard, stealing the air from my lungs. My thumb stroked the head of his cock, spreading his pre-cum in circles.

“Jesus,” he groaned.

I smiled, feeling pleased with myself. Just as I ducked my head under the sheet, a loud knock came from the other side of my door. We froze.

“Kennedy? Are you awake?”

“Shit,” muttered Dane. “It’s Jade.”

I scrambled up from the bed, grabbing my robe from my desk chair. “Yes, just a minute.”

The doorknob jostled, but the door stayed closed. “Why is your door locked?” Asked Jade.

“Uh…” I searched my mind for an answer but came up empty. I frantically looked at Dane, and started hiding his clothes.

“I locked the door,” he whispered.

“Just stay under the sheets, I’ll get rid of her.”

I brushed my fingers through my freshly-fucked hair, and opened the door just enough to slip out.

“Hi,” I said in a breathy voice. “I’m awake. What’s up?”

Jade’s perfectly shaped brow quirked. “Why was your door locked?” She asked again.

When I didn’t answer her eyes widened. “Oh my God, is there someone in there?”

She tried to push past me, but I blocked her. “Jade, please don’t.”

Her face nearly cracked when she grinned. “It’s a guy, isn’t it? Who is it?”

“Jade,” I chided. “He can hear you!”

“So it is a guy!” She squealed, and started clapping like we were teenagers again.