Cherry | K.TH

chapter fifty

t a e t a e
spicey

Her father showed me how to cook the most simplest and delicious breakfast, French toasts and bacons. I did tried my best to follow his steps but he said that I'll try alone some other day, because I told him about my experience with Y/n. It was just bad.

He looked very calm and not bothered. It almost felt like nothing happened yesterday. Well, I can't clearly get over with the words that Y/n's mother said, but I do feel peaceful. Something about his aura made me feel reassured and relaxed.

"Y/n usually wakes up first, I guess she's really tired from yesterday's overwhelming feeling," He sighs, pouring maple syrup on the French toast.

"Probably," I muttered, hiding my smile by lowering my head.

She woke up first today, I was still sleeping. She kissed me, with no harm in it. I kissed her back, but I stopped when I felt my dick go hard. How could I even ask her to go for it in the morning after a rough evening of tears and pleasure. I would be a jerk.

Plus I got horny after a kiss, I'd look like a loser.

She leaves and I plopped down on my back, staring at the ceiling, waiting for my turn for the bathroom. I was fully awake and fully hard, it hurts. I hope she finishes quickly, I want to get this over with.

My eyelids fell on their own. It's weird that I'm the one who's drained out and not her. Her face is so radiant in the morning and I swear mine looks like I've never slept in days.

I promise that I tried to get rid of the thought that I had a boner. But I couldn't. My mind went to imagine Y/n on me, both hands on my chest, riding me like her life depended on it. My hands on her hips, guiding in each step.

With little experience, she was still so good at rolling her hips and taking everything I can give to her. This feeling was way too good to not be real. The hotness and the numbness I felt in my leg, I felt it, I really did.

This wasn't a dream, it was real. I knew it the moment I open my eyes. She was biting her bottom lip, brushing her hair with one hand and the other on my chest to balance herself. The only thing she has on her was her shirt, and it wasn't even hers it was mine. Her nipples could be seen, moving up and down at the fast pace she's going. I bucked my hips up accidentally and she gasped so loudly, stopping her mouvements.

I smiled, gazing at her thighs shaking. Moving up, I clasped my hands on her hips. She wraps her arms around my neck, lowering her eyes to my lips. She kisses me first, a move that she rarely does. I lift her up and pushed my length back in her. Gasping again, she looks down to her own thighs shaking. I could feel her nails digging on my shoulder, meaning that she was embarrassed.

"Again?" I murmured against her ear. She doesn't say anything, just whimpering. "Words, baby."

"Yes please," She moans, finally looking up at me with tears in her eyes. "Fuck me, already."

I began to fuck her like I wanted to, the way I like it. She wasn't saying anything, moaning loudly and I have to cup her mouth with my hand. If only her father wasn't here, I would've told her to do it even louder.

"You know, it's illegal to take advantage of someone when they're sleeping," I grunted, trying to keep up the pace that I wanted. "Yet, you're fucking on my cock as if you didn't say I'm not allowed to fuck for three weeks. I wonder where this shit came from."

Watching her face changing expressions from thrust to thrust, it only made me hard. I knew she's going to come when she starts rolling her eyes back and removing my hand form her mouth so I could kiss her.