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And don’t think about blowing.

Undressed and now in bed, I flip onto my back and stare up at the white ceiling.

“Fucking idiot,” I whisper to my nineteen-year-old self. “The fuck were you thinking?”

“You know they say that’s the first sign of madness, right?”

Kendra stands in the doorway, dressed in an old New York Storm jersey which falls to just below her pussy.

Fuck … is she wearing underwear?

I go to ask her what she’s doing when she presses a finger to her lips, strutting into the room and closing the door behind her.

“Shhh.’”

Her hands fall to the hem of her top, and I reach out and stop her, squeezing my eyes shut and thinking about all the dirty things I’m desperate to do.

Screw the respectable-boy image. I’m fucking her.

When I set my eyes back on my girlfriend, I see the same fire burning in hers.

“Leave it on. You might be made to wear my name, but I have a competence kink, and the sight of you in this”—I pluck at the material—“has me harder than ever.”

Her grin seals my fate as she climbs under the covers and straddles me. “I’m not wearing any panties.”

The heat radiating through my athletic shorts told me she wasn’t. “Come here, Kitten.”

She braces a palm on the pillow next to my head as her hair falls around us.

“Can you be really quiet for me?” I ask after several swipes of my tongue into her mouth.

She whimpers when I pull her bottom lip between my teeth and bite down gently. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t think I could. My brother’s next door, and these walls are thin.”

I lift my hips into her. “Do you think he’d still like me if he knew what I planned to do with his baby sister while he slept a few feet away?”

My girlfriend’s on her back in seconds as I hover over her body.

“Though, just to be clear”—I swipe my hand through her pussy and let her taste first—“I might fuck you like it’s the last time I’ll feel you underneath me, but I’ll always love you like it’s forever.” I steal a taste from my fingers as her eyes shine in awe. “Because it is forever, Kendra. I’m done, finished, on my knees for you.”

She swallows thickly as I push down my shorts and thrustinto her. She gasps at the shock, and I throw my palm over her mouth, muffling the sound.

“Take this cock like the silent slut I know you can be.”

I drive into her again and grab the top of the wooden headboard, preventing it from banging against the wall.

“How’s that, Kitten?”

She stays perfectly silent as I roll my hips again.

“If I remove my hand, can I trust you to come all over my dick in secret?”

Kendra blinks once, and I interpret that as confirmation, pulling my hand away before bringing it down between us.

“Even if I do this?” Using the release dripping from her pussy, I tentatively circle her ass.

Her eyes grow wide. “That’s my …” She trails off, overcome with pleasure when I slowly and carefully insert one finger.

Frantically, she pushes the duvet back and exposes us, and then—like a good girl—she lifts both legs in the air and spreads them as wide as they’ll go. “I’m going to come, Jack.”