Page 119 of Restitution

My balls tighten as I push into her more, and her moan makes me even harder. I grab her ass, dig my fingers into her skin and fuck into her in a way that drags a deep, breathy groan from me.

It takes me a second to figure out if this is another dream, me blacking out and picturing Stacey, or if this is actually happening.

“Kade,” she whisper-moans, and I close my eyes and sigh in relief. “Deeper.”

This is real. She never speaks in my dreams. My girl really is in my bed, her hair wild on my pillow; I can feel her soft skin beneath my palm as it explores her body.

Her hip. Waist. The way her thigh hikes over me as she fucks me.

She whimpers as I dig my fingers into her flesh and pull her closer to me, making me go deeper, hitting a spot within her that has her moaning into my ear.

This is Stacey. My girl. It’s really Stacey I’m fucking while half-asleep with my shorts and boxers tangled at my ankles.

I should stop this. She’s not on birth control. I could get her pregnant. Why am I still thrusting into her?

Her leg hooks at my side, and she absently rolls her hips to take more of me. I can hear and feel how wet she is; it’s dripping onto the mattress between us.

The tip of my nose slides against her cheek, bringing my mouth to hers but we only breathe against each other. Stacey’s eyes flutter beneath her lids, and it hits me that she’s still asleep.

I groan, and against everything in me desperate to wake her, drag her on top and demand she rides me, I hold Stacey’s hip to stop her moving against my dick while she’s not fully conscious. I stop thrusting too, as much as I want to push her onto her back and fuckevery last breath out of her. Sweat coating my skin, I move strands of brown hair from her face. Her dancing green eyes open gradually, and she smiles at me sleepily then looks down between us.

She licks her lips, the blush on her cheeks a deeper shade of red that spreads to her throat. “Oh.”

I don’t miss the way her pussy tightens around me; her inner walls are crushing me like a wet fist. She looks up at me, pupils dilated, then flinches as I run the tip of my thumb over her nipple. My chest rises and falls. “We sleep-fucked,” I say.

“Should we…” She chews her bottom lip as I keep circling her nipple, needing to put it in my mouth. “Is this okay for you?”

I pulse inside her as she rolls her hips back ever so slightly, my swollen tip still inside, making me want to grab her and shove myself deep to the hilt and hear her scream. But it’s not the tightness of her around me or the weird feeling in my chest that I’ve woken up with her making my heart race.

I don’t want to hurt her.

“Can we keep going?” I ask her. “I want your cum all over my cock.”

She nods enthusiastically and pulls her top completely off. “Make me come, Kade.”

Fuck. “I need you to be patient with me,” I say as I roll her back, my cock still inside her as I settle between her legs. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Keep your eyes open,” she says, gasps falling between us as she lifts her hips, taking nearly all of me. “If it helps, don’t close your eyes. Watch what you do to me, under your terms.”

Doing as she says, I keep my eyes on her as I tense my jaw and pull back so just the head stays in. And when I thrust forward, fully sheathing myself in her warm cunt, a deep growl leaves my throat.

It hasn’t felt like this in so long.

Yeah, I was inside her when I had her bent over the desk, but I was zoned out and barely holding on to reality. This, here, with her, is real. It’s as real as it’s going to get for us.

Each movement draws sounds from her I’ll never forget, and my spine tingles, a warmth already building at the base, my balls tight, my head throbbing as she chokes my dick.

Stacey kisses me, grabbing my face and slamming her mouth on mine, and it’s the only time I allow my eyes to shut, tasting her, feeling her, fucking the girl I’m in love with as she pants and whimpers into my mouth.

I swallow each moan I pull from her, hammering harder, knocking her up the bed until her head hits the headboard. I hold her hip with one hand and grab the metal frame with the other, using it to go harder, deeper, her pupils fully dilated as her mouth drops open, and her eyes glaze over.

I press my hand to the pillow beside her head, leaning up to watch her. “I love you,” I pant. “I’m going to prove to you every day for the rest of my life just how much I love you.”

She shoves my chest, and I roll onto my back so she’s on top. “I love you too – so, so much.” She goes onto her knees, my swollen head still between her slit. “Take control, Kade. Fuck me. Show me I’m yours.”

I grab her hips and drive my own up, making her head tip back on a loud moan. Then I palm her tits, bring her nipples to my mouth and suck harshly as I fuck up into her wet pussy.

Her fingers tug at the hair at my nape, and my head rises so she can kiss me. Grabbing her waist, I move her on me, controlling how hard and fast she grinds her sweet cunt on my cock.