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I woke up the next morning, Emmy wrapped around me like an octopus. The fact that I didn’t wake up swinging was a testament to how fucking exhausted I was last night. Between telling Emmy about her father, confronting Orlov, dealing with Emmy’s temper and fucking her into the mattress I was wrecked.
I reached down and slid my hand under her t-shirt to stroke her ass, fond memories of spanking it flitting through my mind and further stiffening my already hard cock. Fuck, that was hot. Everything about this woman turned me on. It was hard to fathom that this siren had been a virgin only days ago when everything she did felt completely calculated to drive me out of my fucking mind with lust. I was about to slide my hand between her thighs and pick up where we left off last night when an impatient knock on the door stopped me in my tracks.
“Get up, lovebirds! Breakfast is ready!” Hannah trilled from the other side of the door, earning a groan from Emmy.
“Jesus, Hannah,” she griped, burying her face in my shoulder and doing absolutely nothing to deter my interest in fucking her.
Unable to help myself, I rolled her under me, sliding between her legs before she was fully aware of what I was up to.
She blinked at me owlishly, her dark brows pinched in irritation at being woken up. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I figured being direct would be my best bet. “Fucking you,” I breathed, then bit on her earlobe, my cock sliding against her moist sex.
She gasped, adorably scandalized. “But…but we can’t,” she said breathily as I continued to grind against her. “Hannah…”
“I can fuck you and get us both off in five minutes. Don’t you want my hard cock in this hot, wet, aching pussy? Don’t you want me to hold you down and give us what we both need?” I cajoled, taking her hands in mine and holding them down on the mattress.
I moved my hips and pressed the head of my cock to her soft opening, breaching it slightly, teasing her. My lips moved to her neck, biting and sucking her soft flesh, adding to the stimulation, the temptation.
“Um…I…but, oh, god, yes, please—” She didn’t even finish her sentence before I was fucking her.
As promised, it took only minutes until we were both groaning in orgasm. Jesus Christ, would I ever get enough of her? I could fuck her ten times a day and it wouldn’t be enough.
I moved off her as she lay on her back panting in waning pleasure. “I can’t believe you did that,” she groaned. “What if my sister heard?”
“I don’t give a fuck who hears me fucking you.” That was the truth. I wouldn’t let anyone interfere with me having her.
“Well, I do! That’s my sister! What if Katya was out there?”
I cocked my head, considering her question. Would I care if Katya was out there? I shrugged. “My sister knows I have sex.”
Emmy squawked in annoyance and threw a pillow at me, which I easily dodged as I headed to the shower. “Do you want to join me in here?” I asked as I turned on the shower.
“Of course not! You’ll probably try to have sex with me again and I can already barely stand the idea of looking my sister in the eye based on what they may have heard last night and this morning.”
I laughed. She was probably right.
*****
When Emmy and I shuffled into the kitchen, Hannah turned and gave Emmy a pointed look that said she absolutely heard us having sex, though which time was hard to know, and I definitely wasn’t doing an investigation. Nikolai merely smirked at me.
“Thanks for letting us stay here, guys,” Emmy said brightly as she poured coffee, barreling past her embarrassment.
“No problem. I’d ask if you were comfortable last night, but I’m all too aware you were,” Hannah said smartly.
Emmy cringed and I looped my arm around her waist. “Yes, we were very comfortable,” I answered as if Hannah had asked a serious question. Nikolai snorted, indicating he, too, was aware of what went on in his guest bedroom.
Emmy folded her arms over her chest. “You know, I seem to remember some very particular noises coming from your room when Nikolai would visit our house.”
Hannah flushed. “Fair enough. I’m happy for you guys, it’s just weird for my baby sister to be dating someone and having…sex.” She whispered the last word as if not wanting anyone else to hear her, though we were the only people in the whole fucking apartment.
We were all silent for a moment, then busted out laughing.
“Oh my god, I sound like some overprotective mother. Sorry, Em, I’m being a weirdo about this.”
Emmy went to her sister and gave her a quick hug. “It’s okay, it is weird. I was just some band geek for a million years who couldn’t get a date and now this,” she said, gesturing to me. She was so fucking cute. Band geek, as fucking if.
“Jesus, let’s just eat,” Nikolai grumbled.