Cherry Pie

No, forget all of those labels. After we crash together like that, she’s just one thing to me: mine.

It is about the sex—I mean, obviously. But there’s something so much bigger than that. Kissing her, and putting my hands on her, and feeling her press herself to me so eagerly… it does something to me, something besides just making my cock hard. It sparks something inside of me that I shut down a long, long time ago. It brings to life that place inside of me I’d buried.

Being with Kendall in this new, forbidden way feels like waking up. It feels like coming alive after years asleep. So, I might still be aware of how fucked up this is, and how wrong, and how much people would shred us apart if they found out. Or, fuck, what it would do to Amy if she knew. But I know it’s a helpless situation now. I now there’s no going back or walking away from it.

Because Kendall means too much to me. She’s in way too deep under my skin. And there’s not a chance in hell that I’m walking away from this feeling.

She kisses my face softly as I carry us into my huge bathroom, swinging open the glass door to my giant walk-in shower and kicking on the water. When it’s hot, I set her down, still kissing her as I pull her under the spray of the rain-fall shower head to wash her clean of my cum. Kendall moans into me, kissing me softly as the water streams down both of our bodies. Her pink, pert nipples harden against my chest, and fuck, my cock is already swelling to full hardness, ready for more. Eager for more.

Hungry to feel her hot little cunt slide down it all over again.

My kisses deepen, my hands tightening on her body as I claim her mouth with my own. I’m still aware of how unbelievably wrong this is—her being eighteen, me being forty-two. Me being a grown man with a company to run, her being the girl from down the street I watched grow up, on her way to college in a few months.

But in that moment, she’s not just this little barely legal tease. It’s not the kink factor of our age difference that’s getting me hard. It’s her that’s getting me hard. It’s the way she makes me feel. The way her mind works, and the way she’s wise beyond her years. Her intelligence, the way she watches things and takes it all in. Her sense of humor, her sass, her wit. Fucking all of it is this big giant magnet that has me drawn to her and totally unable to pull away.

Unable, and very, very unwilling.

I kiss her deeply, my cock thickening against her as she moans and spreads her legs for me. My cock slips between her thighs, throbbing as it nestles there against her little cunt as her whimpers panting into my lips.

I’ve just fucked her. I’ve just claimed her virginity as my own and shown her how good it can feel. I’ve just felt her come all over my cock and marked her with my seed as we crashed together.

And now?

…Now I want more.

She gasps as I spin her around suddenly, pressing her into the heated tile wall as I move behind her.

“Spread your legs,” I growl into her ear, making her tremble and gasp as she nods eagerly. She moves her feet apart, her toes curling on the floor of the shower, her hands flat against the tile wall as she pants in anticipation. I know she can feel my cock hard and throbbing against her ass, and as I graze her neck with my lips, tongue, and teeth, my hands slide around to cup her breasts and tease her nipples.

She twists her head, kissing me as she reaches back, stroking my cock and pulling me against her as she spreads her legs. I groan, feeling her hot little cunt tease the head of me, but I hold back.

I’ve got other plans for her right now.

I groan as I pull away, pressing her to the wall and making her gasp as my lips begin to tease down her back. I lick every bump of her spine, my hands trailing as I drop to my knees behind her. I grip her ass tightly, spreading her wide for my hungry gaze, and I can feel her moan as my breath teases across her pink, freshly fucked, newly deflowered little pussy.

I slide a hand up between her legs, letting my thumb brush over her lips and listening to the way her breath catches. I’d wondered about it before, when I was tasting her, but now, I’m almost sure of it. I stand again, nuzzling her neck as my fingers stroke her pussy.