Page 74 of Pretend You Love Me

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

She bites her lip.

“I knew it,” I say. “You’re off for the summer, aren’t you?”

She doesn’t answer, and then she finally says. “What does it matter anyway?”

“I am going to figure it out, Ginger.”

Her eyes widen.

“Everything. Whatever you’re hiding. Whoever you are. I’m going to find out.”

She presses her lips togetherand sighs. “Why?”

“I want to know. I want to knoweverythingabout you.”

“Don’t you know enough?” She’s looking up at me with those fucking eyes again, and I feel myself melting.

“I don’t know nearly enough.” I start to kiss her neck, palm her breast, cup her ass. She moans softly. “I still don’t know your real name.”

I’m inching my hand up her skirt, and she’s digging her fingers into my biceps.

“I want to say your real name when I come inside you.” She trembles as soon as she hears those words. “Don’t you want that too?”

She just whimpers. I move her hair to the side and nibble on her earlobe. I feel a shiver run down her body.

“I don’t even know what you taste like,” I whisper in her ear. She drops her hands from my arms and lays her palms flat against the door behind her, bracing herself. I lower myself to my knees in front of her.

“That’s something I’ve got to fix,” I say, running my hands under her skirt and pulling her panties off. Her whole body is trembling. I lift one of her legs and prop it over my shoulder.

I plant a kiss on her thigh just above her knee.

“Kip,” she moans and runs her hands through my hair. I work my way up her leg - kissing and licking and sucking.

I stop and look at her. “I’m going to make you come so hard. You won’t be able to stand.”

She swallows hard, and she hisses my name as I grab her hips hard and pin her back against the door.

“You’re all mine,” I say before I part her with my tongue. Her knee buckles immediately. If I weren’t pinning her against the door, she would have collapsed already. I snort with satisfaction. She’s not going to know what hit her once I’m through here. My fingers dig a little deeper into her skin as my tongue finds her clit. Her whole body shakes, and my name spills from her lips. I release one hand, so I can slide my fingers inside. She gasps as her pussy clenches around them. I slowly slide them out and plunge them in again - she puts her hands over her mouth as she tries to muffle a scream.

I pull back. “There’s no use fighting it, Ginger. Scream out my name as loud as you want.”

Her face flushes, and the corners of my mouth turn up. I have her exactly where I want her. I’m still holding eye contact as I pull my fingers out again and plunge them back inside. Her hands are still over her mouth, but it does little to muffle the sounds she’s trying to hold back.

“Don’t hold back. Let everyone here know how hard I make you come.”

Her eyes grow wide. I’d love to keep watching her face - her struggle to contain the screams she needs to release, but I’m aching to taste her again. Once my tongue reaches her again, she nearly collapses. I’m holding her up with one hand on her hip and finger fucking her with the other. I feel her whole body start to quiver. She drops her hand and runs her fingers through my hair.

“Oh, my god, Kip,” she’s trying not to be loud, but she’s not doing a good job at all. I fucking love it. I fucking love that I’m making her lose all control.

She’s gone now. I’ve sent her right over the edge. Her pussy is contracting around my fingers. My tongue is holding steady under her shaking body. She tries to pull away.

“It’s...oh god...it’s too...”

She surrenders and yells my name.

When she finally stills, I lean back and release my hands. She slides her back down the door until she collapses onto me. I wrap her in my arms.