“Fuck, Lily.” I grip it in my fist and tug on it. “Make yourself come.”
She reaches between her legs. Her fingers circle over her clit.
As I plow into her, she rubs against me from time to time. It’s a sexy sensation. Just the thought of her getting herself off for me takes me to the next level.
“Tell me when you’re close.” My balls pull up high and tight. “Vixen, I’m almost there.”
“Me too.”
“Let’s come together.”
She rubs herself faster as the sounds of our skin slapping against each other fill the room. Her walls pulse over me and I lose myself inside her.
We both groan as our orgasms rip through us and shoot me out of this world. My nerves fizz as gravity remembers me.
She collapses onto the mattress. “God, I needed that.”
“You and me both.”
I pull out and climb up to lie next to her. “Get over here.”
She snuggles into me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
We hold each other and take a moment to catch our breath. As we do, I run my palm over her arm.
She flinches like I’ve pinched her. The heat radiating from a spot on her arm makes me peek down at it. It’s swollen and bright red like a spider bit her.
“What’s this?” I press on it.
“Oww. Don’t touch it. It hurts.”
“I bet.” My gut turns to stone. “Lily, this doesn’t look normal. A spider bite isn’t this big.”
She gazes at it. “I’ll show it to my mom.”
“Okay.” I trail my fingertips over it again. “Why is it so hot?”
“I don’t know. It’s been like that for a while. It’ll go away soon.”
The closer I inspect it, I notice a little blue streak in it. Something about it isn’t sitting right with me.
My blood pumps harder. “Lily, did someone hit you?”
“No.”
I shift her up and sit. “Let’s get dressed and find your ma.”
“Why?”
“Because I want her to look at it.” I scoot off the bed and grab my clothes.
Livianna huffs like I’m being ridiculous. “Fine.”
We get dressed and go upstairs. Her ma and pops are talking in the kitchen as she makes dinner. Her pops glances between us like he knows what we’ve been doing.
My cheeks heat. “Hi, Mr. Hemings.”