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Story: Desired By you

He lets out a laugh, weaves his fingers into my hair, and pulls me down my mouth is just inches from his, his grip almost painful but I welcome the sting.

“Well, what are you waiting for, baby girl? Ride me.” He releases me and I rise just enough for him to pull down his briefs. My hand grips the back of his neck to anchor myself as I sink down on him, and we both let out a moan as he fills me to the hilt.

We’ve never done it like this. He’s so big it takes me a minute to adjust and for the burn to ease, but when it does, holy shit.

I rotate my hips slowly and already I feel the pressure building. He grips my hips and growls, “Bounce on my cock, Gabriella.”

I move, up and down, and dear God, it’s like nothing I’ve felt before. My head rolls back in pleasure as one of his hands pushes my t-shirt up, exposing my breasts. He clamps his mouth around one and sucks, forcing me to let out a cry of pleasure. When he bites my nipple, I nearly catapult off him.

“Fuck, yes,” I hiss, picking up my pace. There’s no finesse, no easing into it. It’s rough and fast, but there’s always passion. No matter how he takes me, there’s something palpable between us and it’s how I know he’s it for me. All I’ve ever wanted.

My walls tighten around him. He releases my nipple from his mouth and his thumb finds my clit. With just a few perfectly timed flicks, I go off, and he’s right there with me. My chest heaves, his arms wrap around my body, and he holds me tightly as my body convulses, fracturing me and then putting me back together in a way that only he can. Our moans echo around my apartment and just as I begin to float down to reality, my world moves in slow motion when my apartment door opens. My eyes widen and I freeze when my gaze meets two sets of eyes.

“Ali?”

“Gabby!” Her tone is just as shocked as mine.

“You’re meant to be at Harry’s,” I stammer.

“And you’re meant to be with Patrick.”

Chapter Fifty Three

Brad

“And you’re meant to be with Patrick.”

Those words have the blood draining from my body.

“Well, well, well, what’s going on here then?” Harry's gleeful voice booms behind me.

“Oh, my god,” Gabriella shrieks and reaches for the blanket on the back of the couch and covers herself.

“What are you doing?” Ali’s shocked voice rings.

I turn my head and the grin that’s already smeared across Harry’s face makes me want to crumble in shame. Not for me, but for Gabriella.

“Hey,” I say casually, as if I don’t still have my dick inside of her.

Just when I didn’t think it could get any worse, Ria and Jack appear, one holding a boxDunkin' Donutsand the other holding a tray of coffees.

“Oh, my..” Ria shrieks. “Are you two…”

“Yep, yeah they are,” Harry confirms, and his grin is now so wide it makes me want to punch him for enjoying our torment so much.

“Oh God, I feel like I’ve just walked in on my baby sister and my best friend going at it,” Jack says, the color draining from his face.

“Well, now you know how Noah felt when he walked in on you bending Ria over the kitchen island that one time,” Harry snorts, enjoying every second of this carry on.

“That was Noah’s damn fault. He should have knocked,” Jack barks.

“What was my fault?” Noah’s voice rings out and it’s then I wish the ground would swallow us both up and end our misery.

Gabriella whimpers, curling into me and letting her head fall on my chest.

“Hey.” Noah chuckles looking at me and Gabriella.

All I can do is put a thumbs up.