17. Edu

17

EDU

She fucking licked me.

Licked me!

I should be throwing her out on her ass, but instead, I was taking her to bed. One, because I was a true fucking gentleman and I never refused to reciprocate when a woman gave me head. Especially when it was as good as that. And two, because there was no fucking way I could walk away from this insane woman when all I wanted to do was bury myself inside her.

As soon as I was down the hallway to my bedroom, I slammed the door behind me, then tossed her on the bed. I couldn't go to her right away. I was too wound up, too fucking hard to spread her legs and take her pussy. I'd fucking break her if I did.

But that wasn't the only problem. My head was fucking with me. It was telling me this was a bad idea, that if I fucked her, I wouldn't be able to let her go so easily. And my gut was never wrong. Could I really deal with that? Could I fuck her and make it a regular thing without taking it further? There was only one way to find out, and I knew I might end up with blue balls for it.

"Harper—"

"Pookie," she grinned .

"If this happens, it might happen again."

"God willing," she chuckled.

"But you need to remember what I said. I'm not the marrying kind."

She rolled her eyes at me and stood, stripping off her top. "You already said that."

"Just…stop!" I said, hoping she would fucking listen to me. But she didn't. Her shorts came off next. She undid the button and pushed them over her hips, revealing the weirdest fucking underwear I'd ever seen. "Are those Oklahoma underwear?"

She shrugged. "It's my favorite musical."

"Of course it is," I muttered. "As I was saying?—"

"I know. You told me. You don't do relationships and you don't do marriage."

"But I need you to understand that my stance on that won't change. Not for anybody."

Next came her bra and underwear. Her things were literally scattered around my floor, and it was the first time that had ever happened where it didn't completely bother me.

She laid back on the bed and grinned at me as she spread her legs wide. "Are you coming?"

I swallowed hard as I stared at the opening to heaven. My gut pleaded with me to walk away, but my cock had a mind of its own and forced me to put one foot in front of the other. I knelt on the bed, sliding my hand up her leg. She was so fucking smooth, but her pussy was what really fucking turned me on.

A silver stud pierced her clit, begging me to play with it.

"Flick it," she said, her eyes challenging me.

I slid my fingers through her folds, gathering up the moisture between her legs. My eyes met hers again as my fingers flicked the metal. The effect was instantaneous, sending shivers through her body. Her reaction couldn't be faked. I wanted to play with it some more, but first, I needed a taste of her mouth.

In seconds, I was hovering over her, careful not to get too close. My lips latched onto hers as my hand cupped her breast. Round and full, they fit perfectly in my hand. I never could resist a good pair of tits, but hers were by far the best I'd ever felt.

As my cock dragged along her slit, I kissed her harder. It wasn't long before my cock got tired of waiting for me and slid inside her in one long thrust. She cried out as I bottomed out inside her. I had to take a moment to get my head on straight. I should have fucking listened to my gut. This was a terrible idea.

"Pookie, fuck me now."

And sometimes, you threw gut instincts out the window and just did whatever the hell you wanted.

I slammed inside her again and again, taking my pleasure and giving as good as I got. Her pussy strangled my cock, but it was her moans that really got me going. Each one louder and sweeter than the last, I felt like a fucking king as I buried myself inside her. And when I couldn't hold back anymore, I slid my hand between us and pulled on that stud, making her scream as her pussy clenched around me. There was nothing like the sound of her coming, and I knew I would need to hear it at least a few more times before I could work her out of my system.

Her hand slipped between us and she slapped my face a few times. "Pookie, that was amazing."

"Stop calling me Pookie," I mumbled, sliding out of her. I flopped down on the bed beside her and stared at the ceiling. Regret washed over me for what I had just done. I hadn't even used a fucking condom, and I always did that whether the woman said she was on birth control or not.

"You need to get the Morning-After pill."

She sighed dreamily. "I love hearing such sweet words after amazing sex. It really perks things up."

"I'm fucking serious," I said, leaning on my elbow. "First thing tomorrow morning, we're going to the pharmacy."

She stared at me in shock. "Yeah, that's not happening."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "And why not?"

"I grew up in this town. I'm not buying a pill in the pharmacy where everyone knows me. If you want, I'll go to the next town."

"And how do I know you'll really do it?"

"Well, it is my fantasy to have sex with you, but did you also know that secretly, I want to get pregnant to trap you into a loveless marriage?"

I narrowed my eyes at her sarcasm. "It could happen."

"You really have issues, Edu." She scooted to the end of the bed and grabbed her things off the floor.

"Where are you going?"

"To get dressed. And maybe get some Chinese food."

My ears perked up at that. "I could go for Chinese food."

"You should get some."

Her words echoed in my head and I frowned. "You want me to get it separately?"

As she tugged her shirt over her head, she looked back at me. "I don't think it's safe to share Chinese food with me. I might use it as a way to trick you into marriage. And we wouldn't want that, now would we?" She patted me on the cheek and sauntered out of the room.

"What the fuck just happened?"