“I’m going to fuck you into a coma.”

Riley grins, looking excited for it as I march over to the bed that I just threw her on. We just had a little appetizer in the pool, but now I’m ready for the main course.

And this time, I’m not holding back.

She lets out an audible gulp as I yank off my shirt and toss it behind me, advancing on her like a lion about to attack a wounded gazelle.

A growl escapes my throat as she opens her legs for me. She’s got those tight yoga pants back on, the ones that make her ass look perfectly round. Her shirt was long enough to double as a dress but I made her put those hot pants back on just so I could undress her again.

I’m going to enjoy this.

Every second of it.

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

Her voice is deep. Raspy. Teetering on the edge of control.

Riley is already writhing on the bed, staring up at me with the most beautiful eyes that are clouded with lust.

She’s perfect.

I’ve already come in that greedy little mouth of hers, so now I’m able to take my time with her. I’ve been waiting for it long enough, dreaming of it, fantasizing about it. I want to make it last.

“You want me to fuck you? You want to feel my hard cock sliding into you?”

“Yes,” she moans, arching her back on the bed as her mischievous hand slides down to her pussy. It disappears in her pants, and she stares up at me with glazed-over eyes and parted lips as she plays with herself.

“I’ve wanted you so bad,” she moans, looking like she’s being tortured as she rubs her pussy. “I’ve been pretending like I don’t, but it’s all I can think about.”

“You were touching yourself in the shower when I came in, weren’t you?”

“Yes,” she moans, her back jerking up as she hits her spot. She bites her bottom lip and moans, closing her eyes as her legs start to shake.

My dick is rock hard, but I’m not ready to whip it out just yet. This show is too good.

“Show me,” I say, swallowing hard. “Show me how you play with your tight little pussy.”

She shakes her head on the pillow, but she’s smiling, her hand moving under her pants like she’s a DJ scratching a record.

“No,” she groans, grinning as she looks at me with those hungry eyes. “I hate you. You’re the enemy.”

“The enemy has won, Riley Coyote,” I say, gripping her pants and underwear with both hands. “It’s time for my spoils of war. It’s time to get what I’ve been fighting for.”

She shakes her head on the pillow. “I’ll never surrender.”

But her body doesn’t match her words. She’s not only waving the white flag, she’s opening the door to the promised land and pulling me inside.

She plants her feet on the bed and arches her ass off the bed so I can slide off her pants.

My cock is aching in my pants. It’s throbbing as I watch her run her sticky fingers over her wet pussy. The sight, the smell-it’s all waking something carnal and savage within me.

“Take your shirt off.” My voice catches in my throat. Even I can hear the need in it. “I want to see those gorgeous tits of yours.”

“Never,” she gasps as her free hand reaches up and massages her breast. “I don’t show my enemies anything.”

“If you want my cock you will.”

“I don’t negotiate with terrorists.” But there’s no negotiating. She fists a ball of her shirt and yanks it up her torso, showing off her smooth stomach.

Heat is running through me from my head to my toes. I yank off my shirt as she pulls hers off, quickly undoing her bra as well before dropping back down on the bed.

Her hand darts right back between her legs, and she grins as she looks at me, rubbing her clit in tight little circles.

I lick my lips as I drag my eyes over her perky breasts, her nipples as firm as pebbles. She has a beautiful chest. The nicest I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot.

“If this is how you act in front of your enemies,” I say, swallowing as I watch her slip a finger deep in her wet hole. “Then consider me your arch nemesis.”

“I already do,” she moans. She slips a second finger inside and a throaty moan falls from her lips.

This view is pure fucking heaven, but I have to join in. Her body shivers as I slide my palm up the inside of her leg. She opens her mouth wide and gasps when my hand joins hers, sliding over her wet folds.

My dick jumps as I slide two fingers inside her, feeling her sticky warmth.

“Look how wet you are,” I say, sliding out my two fingers and separating them. A sticky snail trail connects my index and middle finger like a silky strand of spider web. “Do you always get this wet when you’re around me?”

“Never,” she lies with an adorable little grin on her tormented face. “I’m as dry as the Sahara Desert around you.”

“Please,” I say, raising my juice covered fingers to my lips. “You’re as wet as that ocean in the middle of a rain storm.”

Her eyes widen as I slip my two fingers in my mouth and suck off her sweet juices. It tastes like sex. It tastes like heaven.

I’m loving the soft noises that she makes, but it’s time for me to take over. She whimpers as I grab her wrist with a firm grip and pull her hand away from her spread pussy.

She’s breathing so hard, practically panting, as she watches me stand up off the bed and unbuckle my belt. I slowly bring down my zipper, loving that raw desperate look in her eye. Her hand creeps back between her legs as I pull my jeans down, letting my cock spring free.

“Don’t touch,” I snap. “That’s my pussy from now on. You want to touch it, you have to ask me.”

Her hand flies back to her breasts, squeezing and massaging them as she watches me with glossy eyes.

“I hate you so much,” she moans, licking her sweet lips as she arches her head up to look at my hard cock. “You’re the worst.”

“And you’re an uptight little goodie-goodie who always has to play by the rules.” I grip my cock and climb back on the bed. “My room. My rules.”

“It’s our room,” she moans, spreading her legs wider as I climb between them. “And you’re a reckless brute who has no manners.”

I drag the tip of my cock up her glistening folds, and she cries out, arching her back as she squeezes her nipples. “You don’t need manners when you have a dick this big.”

She holds her breath as I tease her, tracing the head of my cock around her opening. “Tell me you love me.”

“Fuck you.”

I laugh. “That’s the Riley I wanted. You’re so sexy when you’re all riled up like this.”

I’ve been playing games with her since the first moment I saw her, saying dirty comments, and making her uncomfortable, trying to get to this moment. I’ve been jacking up the sexual tension between us, getting her frustrated so she can finally unleash that frustration on my cock.

It’s worked like a charm. And now it’s time to cash in on all my hard work.

“I’m not riled up,” she gasps, shivering as I press my thick shaft against her clit. “I’m perfectly fucking calm.”

Her trembling legs are telling a different story.

“Good to know.”

I step off the bed and chuckle as her eyes fly open in a panic. Her eyes never leave my cock as I walk up to the head of the bed and climb back on.

She gets to her knees, her hand knuckle deep in her pussy as she watches me sit down. The wooden headboard is freezing against my back but there’s so much heat swirling inside my body that I don’t care.

“Come here,” I say, reaching for her.

She moves into my arms, straddling my legs as she bites her bottom lip. She’s glaring at me the entire time.

Her pussy is spread out in front of me as she lowers her hips, bringing her hot sex down on my hard shaft. It feels so fucking soft and wet. I just want to grab my dick and slide inside her, but that’s what a lover would do.

We’re enemies after all.

She grips the headboard behind me with both hands as she starts rocking her hips on me, making my heart pound in my chest.

“You hate me?”

“Yes.” She gasps out the word as she grinds her clit against my throbbing dick. “I hate the shit out of you.”

“Good,” I say, grabbing her waist with two strong hands. “Fuck me like you hate me.”

She reaches down, grabbing my dick with an eager hand. We both throw our heads back and moan as she guides my dick into her wet hole.

“God, Riley,” I whisper as she lowers her hips, engulfing me with her hot tightness. She’s so wet, and I slide in easily despite the snug fit.

There’s no easing into it. There’s no taking it slow.

She drops all the way down, taking all of me in with one desperate rush of her hips.

Her hard nipple drags over my lips as she moves up and down and I pounce on her tits, grabbing them, massaging them, licking, and sucking her nipples until she’s moaning my name.

She’s gripping the headboard behind me so hard that it sounds like it’s going to snap as she slams up and down on my cock, her tight pussy squeezing me with a death grip.

I knew she was uptight, but I know she was so damn tight.

She picks up the pace, pumping up and down in a frenzy. I move my hands around to her flawless ass and dig my fingertips into her cheeks, spreading them apart as she fucks me.

“Tell me you love me.”

She looks down at me with nothing but lust and frustration on her face.

“Never,” she moans, dropping her head back. Her silky brown hair is violently bouncing on her shoulders, making my dick even harder. “You’re the enemy.”

That’s not good enough.

“Say it.”

She whimpers as I give her ass a hard squeeze, but she doesn’t miss a beat, driving those ferocious hips up and down on my cock.

Her breaths are raging, her chest rising and falling viciously. Her eyes are half closed as she clenches her jaw, moaning with every frustrated movement.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her down, her lips a heartbeat away from mine and whisper. “Say it.”

Her mouth shoots open as her swollen clit slams onto my pelvis, her warm breath washing over my hungry lips. “Say it.”

She opens her mouth as she leans over me, her soft hair tickling my face. Our lips are so close. I can hear her heart pounding.

“Fuck you,” she whispers onto my mouth. I smile as she crushes her lips to mine, plunging her tongue into my mouth as I wrap my arms around her, holding her as tight as I can without breaking her.

I push her down on the bed, never leaving her hot tightness as I fall with her into the missionary position. “You’re going to pay for that,” I warn.

Her eyes sparkle as she looks at me with a challenging look on her face. “I hope so.”

I fuck her hard and fast, burying myself to the hilt with every powerful thrust. She wraps her legs around me, hooking her ankles like she never wants to let me go. That’s just fine with me. I’m in heaven right here, and I would be happy to spend an eternity doing this with my angel.

“You’ve lost the war,” I groan into her ear. “This is what happens when you lose to me. Wifey.”

“It’s all part of my plan,” she moans, writhing under me. She grabs a fistful of sheets and yanks it off the mattress. “You’ll see.”

The sight of her naked under me, her voluptuous body shining with a sexy coat of sweat is so erotic that I have to look away before I end the night too early.

Her face is perfect, all twisted up in pained arousal. Her luscious lips tempt me with every stunning movement. I groan when I see her soft pink tongue, and I just have to kiss her.

I’m trying to be gentle, but there’s so much intense emotion and need boiling inside of me that I can’t.

I bring my lips down on hers in a rough, hard kiss, claiming her mouth and taking what’s mine. She kisses me back with equal urgency, making my head spin. When I release her, her teeth grab a hold of my bottom lip, tugging on it as we separate.

This is more perfect than I thought it would be. Our bodies are melting together like they were made for each other.

It’s better than any dirty fantasy that I’ve ever come up with.

I move inside of her fast and hard. She tilts her hips up for more, clawing at my back as she cries out. She’s close to coming. I can tell. Every cry leaving her mouth is louder, more primal, more desperate.

I really let her have it, the headboard slamming into the wall with each savage thrust.

“Fuck!” she screams as she grips me tight, clinging onto me like I’m the only thing keeping her from spiraling into the abyss. The orgasm rips through her, shaking her to the core.

Her warm juices coat my cock as she comes on me, her tight little pussy squeezing me as hard as she is.

She’s breathing so heavy as I slowly drag my cock out inch by heavenly inch, feeling her tight grip around my shaft.

“Still hate me?” I ask when her breath calms, the most intense part of her orgasm finally over.

“No,” she says with a laugh. “I’ll marry you for real.”

I smile as I slide my cock back in her, giving her slow, easy thrusts until she’s ready to go again.

“I might take you up on that.”

“Will your cock be my maid of honor?” she asks, smiling as she runs her hand through her hair. “Because it’s my new best friend.”

The moment is so perfect and I never want it to end. I wish I could lock the door and keep her here with me forever.

We kiss softly, enjoying the slow pace until our bodies start demanding more. My rhythm speeds up, giving her longer, deeper, harder strokes.

I take her earlobe in my mouth and nibble on it. “You said you can do the splits?”

“Oh, God.”

“Show me.”

She puts two hands on my chest and gently pushes me off of her. We both moan when my dick slides out of her.

I stroke myself as I watch her climb off the bed and stand in front of me. She’s so beautiful. I want to see her naked in every position. From every angle.

Her brown hair is a wild mess hanging down over the top of her breasts, but it looks gorgeous. Her nipples are calling out to me, teasing me as the shimmering buds beg me to wrap my lips around them.

“I’m only going to do this once,” she says, her cheeks flushing as she grabs her ankle. She raises her foot over her head in a full splits. Her legs are a perfectly straight line with her glistening pussy smack in the middle.

I’m off the bed in an instant, grabbing her raised ankle and holding it there. She holds onto the dresser for support as I grab my throbbing cock and slide it back inside of her where it belongs.

“Just like I pictured,” I groan, as I thrust in and out.

Her eyes are squeezed shut as she holds her breath. “It’s so fucking deep,” she moans as I saw her back and forth.

I pull back a little for her, but she grabs my ass in a panic. “No,” she gasps, pulling me back into her.

She moans as I fill her with swift thrusts, enjoying every second of it.

We catch each other’s eye in the mirror across the room and seeing her face all twisted up in agony sends me spiraling. Her brow is furrowed, her mouth wide open in an O shape, her gorgeous tits swinging back and forth with every powerful thrust.

My mouth becomes dry with anticipation as I feel an orgasm raging forward, clawing through me in an unstoppable wave.

Our eyes are locked on each other’s through the mirror as we both come at the same time.

It hits me like a truck, and I hold onto her for support as I pump one final time inside her. She crumples onto the dresser, dropping her leg as her orgasm consumes her. I step on my toes, pushing deep inside her as I empty every last drop of my seed into her tight little pussy.

We never break eye contact through the whole experience, even when I feel her pulse around me, pulling out every drop that I have for her.

It becomes too much and our legs give out. We drop to the floor in a hot sweaty mess of cramping limbs and exhausted groans.

Riley curls up onto me. She looks so small and delicate in my arms.

I reach up and grab the sheets from the bed, pulling them down onto the floor. I’d pick her up and carry her onto the mattress, but my legs and arms feel like lead, and I can’t hold myself up at the moment, let alone her too.

“Mmmm,” she moans as I wrap the blankets around her. I drop my head against the dresser as I turn to look at our reflection in the mirror.

We look so perfect like this, in each other’s arms on the floor. I hope she realizes it now. I hope she sees.

“Is the war over?” I whisper, kissing the top of her head. The smell of her fruity shampoo is making me dizzy.

“No,” she whispers back but there’s a smile on her calm face. She looks so peaceful wrapped up in the blankets with her eyes closed. “This is all part of my genius plan.”

“Look over there, Napoleon,” I say, gently guiding her chin toward the mirror. She smiles as she sees our reflection. “Does that look like two people at war?”

She slowly shakes her head. “That looks like two different puzzle pieces that somehow fit.”

We sit like this for a while until her body starts shaking with giggles.

“What?”

“I knew it.”

“Knew what?”

She covers her mouth with the blanket as she lets out an adorable giggle. “You only came when you saw yourself in the mirror. I knew it all along. You are in love with yourself.”

I make her pay by squeezing my arms around her. “Well, someone has to love me. Especially when the girl I’m falling for keeps calling me her enemy.”

She smiles as she rests her head on my bicep, watching me through the mirror. “You’re not so bad.”

I hold her like this for hours, ignoring my legs that are exploding with pins and needles and fighting my eyelids that keep trying to close.

Riley fell asleep hours ago, but I want to stay up as long as I can. I don’t want this beautiful moment to ever end.

Because when we wake up in the morning we’ll be enemies again.

And I don’t know if I’ll ever get another chance at this sliver of heaven.