Under Mr Nolan's bed

There was no stopping him, it was like a driving force, something possessed, and I was completely taken by it.

My pussy clamped around him involuntarily, making him moan against my mouth, and I liked that so I did it again, harder this time. He broke the kiss with a gasp when I did it again, drawing his cock in even deeper.

"Brat," he whispered into my ear, pressing me to the bed with the full weight of him, grinding on me, into me, the wet sound of our sex filling the room.

"God you feel so fucking good, baby."

"Yes," I whispered, biting his earlobe, raking my nails across his back.

"Fuck me, Rob. Fuck me hard, use my little cunt." He gasped and then groaned, driving harder into my flesh, and I squeezed around him again and again, trying to milk him. I could feel him holding back, and I smiled, knowing that feeling, loving it.

"Don't you want it?" I slid my hands down and grabbed his ass. I could feel the muscles there working. "Don't you want to shoot all that hot cum into my tight little cunt?"

"Fuck," he groaned, and I felt him starting to slow, so I squeezed my pussy faster, clamping down like a hot, wet vise around his shaft, again and again. "Ohhh baby, don't, I can't stop it…"

"Yessss," I purred, working my hips up against him, fucking him back, wanting it. "Fill me, baby. I want your cum!" That sent him over, bucking and growling and biting my neck as he sent white hot jets of fluid deep into my pussy.

I could feel it surging up the underside of his cock as he came, his whole body jerking and straining with it. He collapsed onto me, panting, and I smiled, stroking his hair, kissing his damp cheek.

"Oh Leah." He turned his head to kiss me. "I can't get enough of you."

"I know." I snuggled up to him and pulled the covers up over us both as we drifted off together.

I don't know what time it was when I thought I heard someone crying. I jolted awake, not remembering where I was, that strange sense of waking somewhere unfamiliar disorienting me until I saw the digital clock on the hotel nightstand. It was 3:12 a.m. and I definitely heard someone crying.

"Erica?" I whispered, hearing her sniff. "Are you okay?"

She drew a shaky breath. "I'm fine."

"Are you hurt?" I whispered, trying to make out her outline in the dimness, but the pitch black of the hotel room made it impossible. "Is it your sunburn?"

"No." She was quiet for a moment and then she said, "I guess I'm just…

lonely."

"Oh." I could almost feel the silence, and I wondered if she had just pretended to be asleep earlier-if she had heard us. "Well… why don't you come here?"

"Are you sure?" She was sitting up in bed now, I could tell by the change in her voice.

"Yeah." I pulled the covers back a little and edged closer toward the middle of the bed. Mr. Nolan was sleeping toward the other edge. "Come on."

Erica climbed into bed, turning her back to me and pulling my arm over her. I smiled, snuggling in close and curling myself around her. "Better?" I kissed cheek and felt her nod.

I think I was drifting off when Erica whispered, "Did it feel good?"

"What?" I startled, blinking at her in the darkness.

"When he was fucking you." She turned in my arms to face me. "Did it feel good?"

"Erica…" My voice caught, and I felt her hand moving under the covers, up over my hip.

"It sounded like it did." Her fingers trailed over my bare belly. "Did you come hard?"

"Oh god." I closed my eyes as her hand moved to cover my mound.

"Yes…"

"I was touching myself." She leaned in to feather kisses over my collarbone. "God, Leah, it made my pussy so wet listening to you two…" I groaned as her mouth moved down my neck, taking a detour toward my nipple and sucking it between her lips.

"I'm sorry." I wiggled and parted my thighs for her probing fingers. "I didn't mean for you to hear…"

"I know." Her tongue made circles toward my other breast as she slid two fingers deep inside me, making me moan. "I think that made it even hotter…" She fingered me slowly, sucking greedily at my nipple. I shifted on the bed, hearing Mr. Nolan's deep, even breathing behind us and knew he was still sleeping. "He came inside you, didn't he?"

"Yes." I remembered him jerking against me, coming so hard, filling me.

"Mmmm." She slid her fingers out of me and sucked them. "Then this is my daddy's cum." My heart lurched toward my stomach, but my pussy throbbed as she licked my juices mingled with Mr. Nolan's cum off her fingers.

"Erica, we shouldn't…"

"Shh." She wiggled her t-shirt off over her head and pressed her naked body to mine in the darkness. "I want you to lick me and make me come…

please… I want it so much…"

I sighed, listening for Mr. Nolan but unable to resist as she took my hand and pressed it between her legs. She was soft, smooth, and wet, her lips slightly parted already, the tender flesh inside drawing my fingers in.