LOGINShe nodded, biting her lower lip. "Ready.โ I pushed forward with an agonizing slowness, letting just an inch, just the sensitive tip, glide into her tight heat. The sensation was overwhelmingโฆ She was so tight, so hot, so wet. She let out a long, trembling moan, โAhhhโฆโ that vibrated against my lips as I held myself there, letting her feel the blunt weight of me. But the slick heat of her was a trap, pulling me in, and my hips twitched forward, sliding another inch deeper, past the tip, past where I'd intended to stop. "Fuck, that'sโฆ that's more than the tip," she gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as her tight walls squeezed me. "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean toโฆ" I started to pull back, but her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me in place. "Don't take it out." Her voice was desperate, her eyes locked on mine. "Please don't stop. It feels so good, though it hurts a little, but it feels so good. Please, Philip, don't stop.โ I should have stopped, but I couldn't
She took my hand and placed it on her breast, right over her hoodie. I could feel the softness of her, her hard nipple, and my mouth went dry. "Go on, touch me like they did on your phone," she said, her breathing shallow and rapid. "I need to know what it's supposed to feel like." I hesitated, but only for a second. My hand moved slowly, cupping her breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple. She gasped, a soft, surprised sound, and her eyes fluttered closed. "Like that," she breathed, leaning her weight into my palm. "That feels... that feels good." I kept touching her, my hand sliding under her hoodie, moving slowly up her ribcage, until I was touching her bare skin. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipple was hard against my palm. I rolled the sensitive, burning peak gently between my fingers, and she let out a soft, sweet moan. "Fuck," she whispered, her hips twitching slightly on the cushion. "That's so much better than I imagined." "Angel, we should stop. This is already
The sun was barely up when Angel called me.I was still sleeping deeply under my warm blankets when the sudden, loud buzzing of my phone startled me awake. I reached blindly for the vibrating device on my nightstand and saw that it was herโฆ Angel, and I answered the call without thinking twice."Philip?" her voice whispered through the receiver, small and shaky. "Did I wake you?""Kind of," I said, rubbing my eyes with my free hand. "But it's fine. What's wrong? You sound worried."She let out a long, shaky breath. "I need you to come over. Please. I know it's early, but I'm freaking out and I don't know who else to talk to."I was already sitting up on the edge of my mattress, swinging my legs out of bed to search for my jeans. "I'll be there in twenty minutes," I promised reassuringly.True to my word, I was at her door on time.She looked a complete mess when she opened the door. She was wearing a faded, oversized grey hoodie that hung past her thighs, swallowing her small frame."
I stood there, trembling, tears streaming down my face. Larry wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. "It's over," he whispered. I shook my head. "It's just beginning." He pulled back, looking at me with those warm, serious eyes. "I meant what I said, Lisa. Every word." I laughed through my tears. "Even the part about grocery shopping?" "Especially that part," he insisted with a soft chuckle. "I'm very particular about stuff like that." I kissed him softly. "Good," I whispered. "Cause I'll spoil you rotten with my cooked meals." Six months later, I moved into the loft. The divorce was quiet. Noah gave me everything I asked for, and more. He was afraid of what I might say, and he had every right to be. Larry and I fought about stupid thingsโฆ whose turn it was to do dishes, whether the thermostat should be set at seventy or seventy-two. He left his socks on the floor, and I took up too much space in the bed. And every night, he held me like I was precious. One evening
The knock was sharp and loud, consisting of three quick taps that rattled the wooden frame of the door. I froze, my heart slamming against my ribs. My skin was still tingling and wet from his touch, the thick warmth of his release still slowly pooling inside me. Larry's arm tightened around me, his large hand pressing firmly into the small of my back as I felt his body tense beneath mine. "Expecting someone?" I whispered, my breath hitching against his bare chest. "No," Larry rasped, his voice dropping to a low, guarded whisper as he stared at the door. The knock came again. It was harder and more insistent this time. And then a voice I knew better than my own shouted through the wood. "Lisa. Open the door," Noah demanded, his tone dripping with cold, absolute authority. My blood turned to ice at the sound of his voice. Noah was standing right outside. Larry was on his feet in an instant, grabbing his jeans and pulling them on with hurried movements. I scrambled for my sundre
"Want these off?" I whispered, dragging the fabric down just enough to tease him. "Fuck yes," he groaned, his hands clenching my waist. I pulled them down, and his cock sprang free, already hard. It was thick, dark, and pulsing with a heavy heat. I wrapped my hand around his solid length, squeezing slowly, feeling him twitch against my palm. "Look at me," I said. He did, his eyes completely dark with desire. I lowered my head and took him into my mouth, starting slowly, letting my lips slide over the warm, swollen head of his shaft. "Fuck... Lisa..." he groaned, his head rolling back against the pillows as I began to suck him with a slow, swirling rhythm. "Mmm..." I hummed, the vibration of my throat making his hips twitch. I worked him slowly, savoring every inch, my tongue tracing the sensitive underside of his shaft while my hand stroked the very base. His hips bucked upward in a quiet plea, his fingers tangling desperately in my hair, pulling me tighter against him. "Ahhh







