We kiss all hot and heavy and I need more, so I lift her other leg and she wraps it around my waist. She dry-humps me as the elevator climbs floors. When we reach her floor, I leave the elevator still holding her propped up with her legs around my waist.
“Put me down,” she protests. “Someone will see us.”
I continue to walk. She gave me her room key at the club so I have it in the back pocket of my pants. I slide the card in the lock and bingo. Green light. I walk us into her room. There’s a lamp on the side table that’s lit, providing enough light for me to see where I’m going.
“Now will you put me down?” she asks.
“Nope,” I say. “Which bed?” I ask because there are two doubles.
“The right one,” she says and then she starts moving fast, rubbing her center along my cock. I’m so hard.
“I know what you’re doing and I won’t put you down.”
“What am I doing?” she asks innocently.
“Torturing me,” I say, and groan as I feel her warmth through my pants.
“I don’t think we need much foreplay,” Poppy teases.
“You’re still getting foreplay though because I want to torture you back,” I reply.
I place her down on the bed and get to work removing her Doc Martens then her panty hose. She isn’t wearing any panties, which I already guessed in the club, so it’s one less layer to remove. When I have her down to the hot little dress she’s wearing, I lift it up over her waist.
Then I get to work on my shoes, button-down shirt, pants, and boxers.
Poppy licks her lips.
“Like what you see?” I ask. I’m so hard my cock presses against my stomach.
She nods and moves to get up.
“Lie back down,” I say because I want to take care of her first.
“Tonight’s your night,” she says. She gets up on her knees and bows her head and takes my cock in her mouth. My entire body buzzes with need as she takes my shaft into her mouth and moves her lips up and down from root to tip. My head falls back and I groan.
“That feels so good,” I say, my fingers threading through her auburn waves.
I groan and then I hear a little moan escape her too. I look down at her.
“Is this turning you on?” I ask. She doesn’t stop what’s she’s doing to me with her mouth but she does manage a nod.
I quickly tell her that I’m not giving her a choice. She needs to be on her back. We sixty-nine so that my mouth is at her pussy and her mouth is at my cock. I begin to lick her and she is already so wet and swollen for me. When I flick her clit with my tongue it drives her wild, and when she circles my tip with her tongue and sucks me down fireworks erupt in my vision.
We both move as our orgasms build. Sucking, licking, mouth fucking. Poppy is so close and when I insert two fingers inside her she detonates, but her detonating means she also takes my cock faster and increases suction and Whoa. I’m seeing colors as we both come so hard I think I may pass out. After we both fall on the bed, I gather Poppy up in my arms.
“I love you,” I say to Poppy.
“I love you too,” she says back to me.
“I’m thinking of taking the Chicago offer,” I say to see what she thinks. “It’s the best one money wise and it’s a two-hour plane ride from Westfall, which isn’t too bad. What do you think?”
“I think you should take it,” she says, lifting her head. She’s smiling wide. She’s happy and excited.
“I’m going to hate being away from you,” I admit to her because she is my person.
“Me too, but we’ll make it work,” she assures. She’s decided that she wants to go into sports broadcasting so she’s hoping to find an internship next year close to Westfall.
“Yeah, we will,” I say.
She removes the rest of her dress and bra since we didn’t get to it on round one and she straddles me. She went on the pill a few months back and we stopped using condoms. She cocks her brow and I know exactly what she is trying to convey.
“You know it doesn’t take me long when I have you naked beside me.”
She laughs.
I’m hard as a rock for her.
She reaches down and puts my cock inside her. It’s my favorite place. She rocks on top of me slowly at first, then she picks up speed and her breasts bounce so I take one of them in each of my hands and rub her nipples with my thumbs as she rocks above me. It doesn’t take long for the intensity to build with Poppy. It’s been like that for me since the first day we met. I couldn’t get her out of my head. I couldn’t not kiss her, make her mine. She rides me hard and when her orgasm hits she screams loud, it’s something we can’t do back home since she’s been living with Holland and CC. Her sweet noises drive me over the edge and I come inside her. Filling her.
She collapses on my chest and I take in the floral scent of her hair and hold her close. Where she belongs. Close to my heart.
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PROLOGUE
Ryse
Age 7
There’s a loud bang. My eyes shoot open. What was that? I lift the blankets to cover half my face. I hope it isn’t a monster. Mommy is working late, and daddy is home watching us. I don’t like it when daddy has to babysit. Mommy says he needs more patience for me and Poppy. I don’t know what she means but he’s no fun. He likes to put me to bed at the same time as Poppy even though she’s a lot smaller. I’m a big boy. I should get to stay up late. Another loud sound crashes followed by daddy cursing. That’s what mommy calls it when daddy uses bad words. Mommy doesn’t want to hear me use those words even though its okay for daddy which I think is really unfair.
I need to pee.
I throw my blankets off and open the door to the bedroom I share with Poppy. The light hits my eyes and I squint and rub them as I walk to the bathroom. I don’t bother to turn on the lights, but I do remember to lift the toilet seat since mommy gets upset when I forget. After I leave the washroom, I walk back to my room. The loud noises from the family room make me wonder what daddy is doing. I walk down the hall to the family room.
“Daddy what are you doing?” I ask.
Daddy has two suitcases standing next to each other and one suitcase on the floor. It looks like he is trying hard to close it because it’s too full.
“Huh?” Daddy turns around and glares at me, his green eyes are wide like I scared him. “Ryse why are you awake?” he barks.
“I heard noise and I had to pee,” I say quietly putting my fingers in my mouth.
“Go back to bed,” Daddy orders in that voice he uses when he means business.
“I can’t sleep. You’re making noise,” I shrug.
Daddy mumbles something under his breath and stands.
“Are you going somewhere?” I ask him, staring at the open suitcase. I know those suitcases because mommy loves them. They used to belong to grandma before she died.
“You need to go to sleep,” daddy repeats, and he places a hand on my shoulder and guides me back to my room, but something feels wrong inside my stomach.