I rise. All right, well…thanks. Palm my phone, scrolling through the few apps I have downloaded for transportation, choose one, and click for a ride. Theres a car less than two minutes away. Its supposed to be nice today, so Ill wait outside if you dont mind.
So deep, our pelvises connect.When Anabelles mouth falls open, head listing to the side, I suck on her neck, the mattress below us dipping. Headboard hitting the wall, bedframe squeaking.
The slowest tortured thrusting.The worlds most perfect morning fuck.Her long, lean fingers fasten on my ass, urgently pulling me deeper. Emboldening me, urging me on.
Its so goddamn intense, I swear my fucking eyes roll to the back of my head.Oh fuck, I groan when my balls tighten. Body stiffening, one last grunt into her hair and Im dumping my load inside her.
Me: Dude. I have a major problem.
Me: What do you mean, NOW what?Leaving her on my bed, I flip the light off, backing into the hallway with a quick glance over my shoulder. Grab the garbage can from the bathroom and place it next to the bed.
Pull the door closed behind me but leave it slightly ajar. I flick the bathroom light on in case she wakes in the middle of the night.What if she does wake up in the middle of the night and freaks the fuck out because she has no idea where she is? What if she wakes up then wakes me up?
What if she barfs in my bed?That would be my worst nightmare, but Im so tired I dont have the energy to think about it anymore. Being a good Samaritan is fucking exhausting.