I want more friction, faster and harder. Sitting back on my knees, I sit down on the couch and pull her so she’s straddling my lap once again, her pussy directly on my cock.
I thrust my hips up against her and groan from the weight and pressure on my dick. Fucking hell, this woman is going to ruin me.
Grabbing her hips, I start sliding her back and forth over my length, setting a tempo that has us both breathing and moaning in pleasure. Her fingers dig into my shoulders drawing blood, but the pain only amplifies the pleasure I’m feeling as she starts grinding against me with wild abandon.
I can feel her getting wetter with every stroke, and just as she screams in release, hot cum shoots out all over my stomach. I groan from the most intense climax I’ve ever had as she slows her hips.
This fucking girl is it for me. She is my reason for breathing.
“Holy shit,” she breathes as she slumps against my chest, not caring that she’s getting my cum all over her.
“That was….” She trails off, and I finish it for her.
“Insanely amazing.” I kiss the top of her head and wrap my arms around her back.
We sit there just cuddling into one another while our breathing comes back down to earth.
“Uh, Bry?” she mumbles against my neck.
“Yeah, beautiful?”
“That was incredible and we’ll definitely be doing it again at some point, but um…” She pauses, and I stop breathing. “You’re sweaty and gross.” She wrinkles her nose and I burst out laughing. “I think we both need a shower.”
She’s right, we really do.
“Good plan. Let’s do that, then get ready to go.” I softly kiss her before lifting her up and carrying her into the bathroom to get ourselves cleaned up.
11
Harleigh
Telling my parents went about as well as you would expect. At first, they thought I was sick and needed to see a doctor for hallucinations or brain damage.
Yeah, that was about as fun as you can imagine.
Then came the part where David, ever the impatient man he seems to be, let his wings free and I thought Dad was going to have a heart attack. Mom…well she didn’t say much for quite a while, but you can bet your ass she inspected those wings to see how real they really were. By the time she was finished, she was awestruck.
In the end, everyone seemed to be on the same page. Regardless of the fact that I was born a succubus, I am inherently good, and everything would be okay in the end. I had no plans of ever becoming evil.
Hell, the evilest thing I’ve done in my life is knee Colten in the nuts for getting in my space. And he deserved it, the fucker.
Okay, so my brain may be a bit skewed and I may swear like a sailor, but so does Bry and he’s fully good. I’ve never met anyone as good hearted as him in my life.
I’m really glad I was able to tell my parents and know that they still love and support me no matter who or what I am. They made it very clear that none of this changed my being their little girl, and I can’t begin to tell you how much pressure that took off me.
The only person left to tell from my before life is Addy, but she was in class and I really didn’t want to bother her.
We would have waited if it hadn’t ended up being one of her late nights. We had to get back, so I will have to tell her later.
Given everything that my parents learned, they’ve decided to defer to David when it comes to my abilities, and my time at Connerton. He will be the best one for us to turn to in any situation that isn’t human.
They trust him to keep me safe, and so do I. Or rather, I trust Bry who trusts him. It’s not that I don’t trust David, I just don’t know him that well yet. I guess you could say I trust him where it counts.
By the time we got back to the dorms, I was ready to collapse. All the stress of how I would tell my parents or how they would react was suddenly taken off my shoulders and my body was just done.
For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe. I wanted to crash for a few days without even waking up.
And that’s exactly what I did.
When I wake up, I’m completely disoriented.
It’s obviously daytime, but my mouth feels like a desert threw up all of it’s sand and parked it in my throat, and my bladder feels about ready to explode.
Getting up, I try to walk to the bathroom in a hurry, but my legs are wobbly and having a hard time holding me up.
What in the actual fuck?
I make quick work of the bathroom, and grab a bottle of water out of the mini fridge before getting myself back into bed and checking my phone. It takes me a minute to realize I slept for two whole days.
Shit.
I shoot out a quick text to Brian and lay back down, still feeling drowsy and slightly out of it.
Brian
“You going to actually pay attention to this assignment? Or just gawk at your phone all day?” Darren is in a pissy mood over this partner assignment, and if I’m being honest, so am I.
