Fight

Maybe I just loved her pussy. Or her body. Or the moment we were in. She was frail and needed me. That was a turn on.

I gritted my teeth and hissed as the rush started. My balls tightened and I sped up even more. The wild sound of bodies hitting became matched by Winter’s cries of pleasure. My cock finally started to pulse, spilling inside her.

I held her hips tight and pressed deep, holding steady as I came inside her.

With each release inside Winter, her body jumped. She rocked her hips, her sweet pussy squeezing at me, wanting it all. So I gave her all of it, over and over.

There were just too many emotions raging inside me to figure out what the fuck I was doing, why, or if anything could make any kind of sense.

When I finished, I stayed there, with Winter, deep inside her. My stomach touched hers. My hands were tight around the pillows, holding my chest off hers. Our eyes met. Gently, she reached up and touched my face. She pulled at me, bringing me down so I’d kiss her again.

That kiss kept going. Our kiss was hot, wet, sloppy, perfect. Ours heads moved side to side. I nibbled on her lip, tasting her tongue. She did the same to me.

It only took a matter of a few minutes for me to get hard again.

And I started to thrust at her.

Fuck, again.





20.


(Winter)



I woke and wanted everything to be a dream. The fact that I had given everything to Tripp the night before seemed impossible. Nobody knew my secrets. Sarah didn’t even know, and she was kind of my best friend.

Endo had his grip on me for a while. We had been playing a dangerous game that was fun in the beginning, but got old fast. Then I got pregnant. He kept me hidden to keep the pregnancy hidden. The only ones who really knew were Rocky and Stoney. Endo had some deal with them to keep it from Endo’s father.

Who I now knew was Tripp’s boss.

It was a mess to think about. But my mind wouldn’t erase it. Let alone being in that room when they took Autumn from me. I had the chance to kiss her, just once. That warm, small head of hers. There was a sweet smell to her, something I could never find again. She wasn’t exactly ripped from my arms, but taken gently. Yet my heart would beg to differ. My heart was never able to accept it.

Fine, I hated myself for it all. Even if Autumn had the best life in the world, with the best mother and father, it still hurt me. Then again, if my pain and sacrifice was for her, then what more could a mother give a child?

I tried to shut my eyes and chase it away.

The truth was lingering though. Someone wanted to find Autumn. Killing Rocky was part of it. Coming after me? Maybe someone wanted to kill me, but they wanted information first. That was something I didn’t have. My secrets were exposed, the rest of it all in ashes on the floor.

I forced myself to sit up.

The covers inched down my body. I was still naked. That at least made me smile.

The bedroom door slowly opened and I was treated to something sexy.

Tripp, standing with two mugs of coffee.

He was shirtless, leaving my eyes all the time in the world to climb up and down his body. Picking out all the lines and cuts of muscles, miles for my tongue to explore.

If we could survive all this shit.

“Hey, you’re finally awake,” he said.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Well past noon.”

“Oh. Wow.”

I couldn’t have been that surprised. Last time I saw the clock it was past three in the morning and I was rolling off of Tripp. That would have been three of four times we were together before I finally tapped out and had to fall asleep.

My body felt like I had run a marathon. And God help me, I was still warm between my legs. I was still feeling good, because of him.

Tripp climbed onto the bed and handed me a coffee.

“Thanks,” I said.

“I’d make you breakfast but there’s no food. We’ll have to go out and grab something when you get out of bed.”

“Maybe I won’t get out of bed.”

“Good. Don’t.”

“Maybe not forever,” I said with a grin.

Tripp touched my cheek. “We can’t do that, darling. I just want you to know everything you told me last night, it means something to me. I’m sorry if I bullied it all out of you. I had no idea what you were going to say. I mean, I just… I just wanted you to not be involved in all of it.”

“But I am. Something is going to happen to me. To us.”

Tripp nodded. “I’m a fighter, darling. So are you. Just let me get my head around it all and come up with a plan here. It’s a lot to take in.”

I nodded. “I know.”

I leaned up and kissed his chin.

Tripp tugged the sheet down, exposing my breasts. His free hand touched and played, bringing my nipple to an erect state. The palm of his hand moved over my breast, cupping, sending a warm pressure down my body.

“Keep that up and I’m definitely not going to leave this bed.”

“Good point,” Tripp said.

He took his hand away. He sipped the coffee and then anger washed over his face.

“What’s wrong?”