I can’t sleep.

I keep feeling his body against mine, his hands between my legs. Every time he touches me, it’s like he wakes something up that I didn’t know I even had.

I glance over at the clock. It’s a little after eleven at night, and the house is quiet. I heard him go to bed a little while ago, and I haven’t heard anything since. I feel a little silly, lying here in bed in a black bra and a pair of black panties. I don’t sleep in my bra and panties normally. I should just get up, put on my PJs, and go to sleep.

The moment’s over. The spell’s broken. He’s not coming tonight and I just feel stupid.

I take a breath and let it out. Part of me wants to text him, send him a picture of what I’m wearing, something to entice him. But I also don’t want to throw myself at him, or really even get more involved than I already am. It’s stupid and I should probably just accept that I want him badly, but I have all these reservations and confusions holding me back.

I’m about to roll over and get changed when I hear it. There’s just a slight creaking of a floorboard in the hallway. There’s another creak, and I’m sitting up, sheets pulled to my chest as my doorknob turns.

My heart starts to beat fast as he steps into my room, shutting the door quietly behind him. He’s one big shadow, wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else, his bare chest muscular in the half light. He looks down at me, a smirk on his lips, and walks over to the side of the bed.

I drop the sheet and stare at him. His eyes roam down along my breasts and I love the way he looks at me. It drives me wild as he reaches down and takes my hair, tipping my head back. Wordlessly, he slides his gym shorts off, and he’s not wearing any underwear.

His cock is half hard and big already. I gasp as his grip tightens in my hair. I reach forward and take his cock in my hand and slowly stroke him, looking up into his eyes. Neither of us speak and the only sound’s my heart pumping blood in my ears. He gets harder and I lean forward, taking him into my mouth, letting him slide himself into my throat.

He stiffens all the way in my mouth and I love the way that feels. I start to suck his tip and his grip on my hair relaxes. I use both hands to stroke his shaft, sliding up and down, letting him push down my throat.

He pushes me back suddenly and rips the sheets off my body, exposing me. I gasp as he kneels down and grabs my panties, pulling them off almost violently. He grabs my thighs and he turns me, pulling me toward him, my knees around his head.

His mouth finds my pussy and I groan as his tongue slides inside me. I’m wet and getting soaked as he laps me up, licking and sucking me. I grip the sheets and turn my head, stifling my moans the best I can, letting only half strangled gasps escape my lips. It’s like he’s doing everything he can to push my limits as he slides two fingers inside of me and fucks me with them while he sucks on my clit.

I groan as my back arches. I gasp and shiver, clutching the bed as he licks and sucks me, fingers plunging in even deeper.

We haven’t said a word yet and it’s driving me insane. He stands up suddenly, looking down at me, his cock hard, his smirk maddening.

He grips my hips and turns me onto my stomach. He unhooks my bra and gets me completely naked as I look over my shoulder at him, hair spilling down around my shoulders and eyes. He reaches forward and grabs it, pulling it back, tipping my chin up as his fingers find my ass and my pussy, teasing me from behind.

I groan under his big hands. He squeezes my ass and plunges his fingers back inside my pussy. He fucks me from behind like that, still not saying a word. It’s driving me so fucking crazy.

He leans over me, fingers buried in my pussy, and puts his mouth right next to my ear.

“Say please,” he whispers.

“Please.” It escapes as a half-moan, half-gasp.

He pulls back and pushes me forward again, my hips up in the air. I feel his cock press against my pussy before he plunges himself deep down inside of me. I gasp and grip the sheets again, surprised all over how big he is. I don’t know how he even fits, but he starts to slowly fuck me and it drives me absolutely inside.

I writhe my hips, letting him plunge even deeper. I groan and start to buck my back against him, as he fucks me deep and slow, making my whole body long and shake. His hands slide down my spine and grab my hips.

I look over my shoulders at him and sit up onto my hands. I use them to push back against the bed and his eyes go wide. I start to fuck him like that, using my arms and hips to push back against him. His surprise turns into dark pleasure, a grin splitting his handsome face, and he slaps my ass hard.

My eyes go wide at the sound and we both stop for a second, listening for a cry from the other room. But nothing comes, and he slides himself out of me, rolling me onto my back.

He spreads my legs and plunges himself between me again. His lips find mine, kissing me full and deep as he fucks me slowly. He pins my hands above my head and teases my neck, my breasts, my hard nipples. He fucks me faster, moving deep and hard and I’m panting in his ear, panting my low, deep moans.

I spread my legs wide as he sits back and teases my clit with his thumb. He smirks at me and I writhe my hips, moving in little circles along his cock as he works my clit, pleasure flooding my body. I’m sweating already and my limbs are shaking, but I need more so desperately.

He moves back against the front of the bed and pulls me along with him. He pushes me down on top of him, kissing my chest as I slide back down along his shaft.

He lets me do the work, riding fast and hard. I grip the headboard as I go, trying not to make too much noise but not able to slow down. I ride him hard as he grips my hips and sucks my tits, and it feels so fucking good I can barely breathe. His cock plunges into me, again and again.

He pulls my hair back and look into my eyes. I know what he wants, and I want it too. I kiss him and move faster, writhing my hips in circles, riding his big dick. I can feel my orgasm building inside of me, intense and overwhelming.

But before I can come, he stands suddenly, cock still inside of me. He puts me back down and turns me again, getting my ass in the air, and he fucks me from behind. I groan and he takes me like a savage, clearly not able to help himself anymore. There’s nothing tender or quiet about it, he’s just fucking me rough and deep and getting what he needs.

I come hard as he takes me. I love feeling like he’s using me, fucking me and destroying me. I come hard, his name on my lips, moaning and whispering it.

He comes a moment later. He pulls his big, thick cock from my pussy and comes all over my ass and back in thick ropes. I groan, looking back over at him. I lick up a stray piece that hits the sheets next to me, and that makes him grunt with desire when I look back at him.

When we finish, we go into the shower and clean up together. Ryan doesn’t wake up, which I’m thankful for. Connor kisses me and washes me, and I do the same for him when he’s finished.

We barely say anything to each other. In fact, I think the only words I’ve said since he came into my room are “please” and “Connor.” We don’t speak in the shower either, and it feels right.

When we’re done, he puts me back in bed. He kisses me one more time and then he leaves. I’m alone in my bedroom again, listening to the floorboards creak as he heads back to his room.

The only things left before is a messy bed, a small stain next to my shoulder, and the aching pleasure between my legs that’s begging for even more already.