Alpha Hero - Hope Ford Page 0,38

fully seated inside of me, I wait. I wait to see if he’s going to stop, if he’s going to pull out. His head falls down to my chest and he takes three big, deep breaths. He kisses between my breasts before he puts his chin on me and looks up at my face. I hear him whisper, “God help me, Shannon. I shouldn’t be here, but I can’t stop.”

His words hurt me, but I don’t let him see that. I brush the hair that fell over his brow line. “I don’t want you to.”

He starts moving his hips then and the pain I felt only moments ago is gone. In its place is a burning need to move my hips. He’s pushing in and out of me, making me feel things I’ve never felt before. The buildup is instantaneous and I know I’m about to come. I clench my core tight around him, and he continues to push in and out of me. “So…damn… tight,” he moans.

He then slows down, driving slowly into me, dragging it out, bringing me down from the high I was just on. Over and over, he brings me to the brink and then slows it down. My body is on fire and I know what I want, I know what I need.

When he does it again, I push him to his back and go with him. I’m impaled on his cock, but this time, I’m in control. He grips my hips, holding me as I go up and down on his hard shaft. I grunt with every thrust of my hips and when his hold tightens and I feel pain where he’s holding me, I don’t let up. No, I ride him until we both come and I’m milking his cock, pulling his seed deep inside my womb.

I wish I could say I was graceful, but I’m not. When I’m done grunting and climaxing on top of him, I fall down all around him, barely able to catch my breath.

5

Zach

I knew this was a bad idea. We no sooner catch our breaths than she’s getting dressed, ready to leave. I watch her walk through the house, picking up her panties and bra in the bedroom and then going out to the living room to get her clothes.

I follow behind her, pulling on my shorts along the way. “What are you doing?”

She stands up, shoulders back and a smile on her face. I look at her closely and when I think I might figure out what her eyes are telling me, she looks away. “I’m leaving. One night, right?”

She’s putting on her bra and panties and I can’t take my eyes off her. She has to be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. “I didn’t mean that you had to leave as soon as we’re done. Geez, Shannon, I’m an ass but I’m not heartless.”

She stands up after sliding her panties on. “I know you’re not. You’re actually one of the greatest guys I know.” She starts pulling on her clothes and it’s muffled, but I can still hear her. “You don’t date or do commitments. You were honest and upfront about it. You’re not an ass.”

Confused, I throw my hands up in the air. “If I’m so great, why are you running out of here like this? Don’t you think we need to talk about this? I mean, you were a virgin, for crying out loud. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because…” she starts and her phone rings. “Hold that thought.” She digs it out of her purse and holds her finger up at me to be quiet as she answers. “Hello?”

She mm-hmms and says, “Yes, I remember. I’ll be there” before she tells whoever it is that she’s got to go.

She no sooner hangs up than I ask her, “Who was that?”

She tilts her head at me questioningly. “Uh, it was April. She was reminding me about dinner tomorrow.”

I nod. “Yeah, Terry invited me too.”

She pockets her phone and slings her purse over her shoulder. “Great! So I’ll see you then.”

She twirls on her feet and walks toward the front door. It isn’t until she gets to the bottom of the steps that she remembers to tell me goodbye and even then it’s only a small wave before she’s hot footing it to her car.

I stand in the doorway and watch her drive down the road. I know I told her this was one night, but hell, she didn’t have to run out