I turned away from him, not wanting to see what his reaction would be. I hated that I had to hurt him like that, but what I said was exactly the truth. If I wanted a drama-free future with Justin, Nash couldn’t be a part of that equation. Sure, Justin never told me I couldn’t hang out with Nash, but I know he didn’t like it and if I put myself in his shoes, I probably wouldn’t like it either. So, no matter how hard it was for me to walk away from one of the best friends I ever had, I needed to do it.
And that time, he didn’t follow me.
“THERE. THAT’S PRETTY much everything besides a few boxes you can put in your car. So, explain to me again why you’re waiting until Monday to officially move in?”
Della rubbed a hand over her eyes, giving me a weak smile. Something was off about her today, but no matter how many times I had asked her, she just kept shrugging it off, saying she was worn out. “Well, I didn’t expect you to move everything after you got off of work. Aren’t you tired?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m never too tired when it comes to you. Especially when you’re practically half-naked in my bedroom.” I grabbed her hips and she giggled when I pushed up the material of the tank top she was wearing that barely covered anything in the first place. That combined with the tiny ass shorts she wore had given me a constant hard on since the minute I showed up at her house to load everything I could into my car. “I could stay up all night long if you’ll just stay over.”
She shook her head before resting it on my chest. “You’ll have to wait one more night. I promised the girls we would have one more girls’ night before I moved out. So, you only have me for a few more hours.”
“Well, shit. Why didn’t you say something sooner? I would’ve gotten started before we even hit the front step.” I slid her tank top up and over her head in one tug, hissing loudly when I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra and the ladies were already standing at full attention. I slipped my fingers into the elastic of her shorts, bringing her body closer as I reached around to palm her ass, dipping my head down to catch each nipple between my teeth. She let out a faint whimper, but the blissful look on her face was definitely from pleasure. She buried her hands into my hair, gently tugging it to pull me even tighter against her.
“What are you doing?” she asked between pants and I smirked against her skin.
“Do you really even need to ask? I’m prioritizing my time.”
She giggled lightly but that quickly turned into a gasp when I spun her around and pushed her against the edge of the bed, that beautiful ass of hers staring straight up at me. I made quick work of those damn shorts that I had been dreaming about ripping off, dragging them down right along with her panties.
She looked over her shoulder at me, tipping her head back slightly. “Is someone in a hurry?”
“Fuck yes.” I took my own clothes off in record time and then reached around to cup her breasts, pushing my dick against the smooth skin of her ass while running my hands up the sides of her stomach, loving the feel of her silky skin against mine. I swear, each time just got even better with Della. Apparently, when we met, she had labeled me a man-whore, and I guess I kind of was. I never thought I would ever want to settle down with one girl. One girl to have sex with for the rest of my life? That sounded boring as shit at the time, but now? Now was different.
I pushed my knee in between her legs, spreading them farther apart, and she bent forward even more. I leaned over to rain a trail of kisses down her back before slowly entering her from behind, letting out a groan after I was fully in. It felt fucking fantastic.
“Oh my God,” she moaned, pushing her ass back into me, and I snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her even tighter against me. “Harder. Fuck me harder,” she murmured, burying her face in my comforter. I didn’t need to be told twice.
“If you insist.” I started to move faster and faster, in and out, harder and harder, at a pace that I didn’t think I was even capable of. She tried to keep up with me, but it was basically impossible, and I quickly felt her tightening around me, squeezing the shit out of my dick as she yelled out my name. I reached around to rub her clit, lengthening her orgasm and sending me over the edge as I exploded inside of her. “Jesus. I love you,” I murmured into her shoulder, wrapping my arms around her tightly.
“I’m glad you love Jesus,” she lazily replied, her eyes looking as if they were shut and she was about to fall asleep at any moment. Apparently, I had worn her out. “But I love you, too.”
I laughed lowly, loving this girl so much that I didn’t even know it was humanly possible. I slowly slid out of her, and after we were both cleaned up, we collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep wrapped up in each other. Fuck being a man-whore; this right here was the best feeling in the world. Hands down.