I was about to get up and go to the door when I saw Connor unzipping his pants. “What are you doing?” I whispered at him.
“What do you think?” He grinned. He pulled his cock out and I stared at it in amazement. He was hard. He got back down on the bed and kissed me.
“We can’t do this, Connor,” I said as his hand slipped inside the top of my dress and caressed my breast. “Connor?”
“Yes, Gemma? I thought you liked being a bad girl,” he said as he sucked on my nipple.
“Connor.”
“So Gemma, do you want to open the door and let me in?” Lucas called out again, and I froze. I didn’t know what to do.
“Um, maybe later. I should continue to rest,” I cried out, trying to sound feeble.
Connor chuckled in my ear. “You’re a bad actress, my friend. A very bad actress.” He got on top of me and I glared at him as he positioned himself between my legs.
“Connor, you can’t.” I shook my head but then I moaned as I felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy. “Connor,” I said. He pressed his lips against mine, and I ran my hands through his hair. I couldn’t stop then. It just felt so hot, so bad and wrong, but I wanted it. I wanted him.
“Gemma, maybe I should come in and make sure you’re okay.” Lucas was still outside the door. “Why don’t you come and open it, okay?”
“Um, just a...” I moaned as Connor’s penis entered me. “Oh my God,” I screamed into his shoulder as he thrust into me hard. His cock thrust in and out and I wrapped my legs around him.
“Like that, do you?” He grunted against my lips. I was so wet, and he felt so good.
“Gemma, you’re worrying me. Are you okay?” Lucas’ voice from the other side of the door alerted me to the fact that he was still there.
“Yes,” I called out, moaning in ecstasy. “Please just come back,” I screamed out again as Connor thrust into me even deeper. “Connor, please,” I moaned and whimpered into his shoulder as he fucked me hard.
“Shh.” He put his finger against my lips and grinned as he continued to fuck me. I could tell he was getting off on the fact that here we were doing something so bad while his brother was on the other side of the door.
“Gemma, I’m nervous. I’m going to try and break this door down if you don’t open it in a couple of minutes.”
“Just come back later. Please,” I cried out, needing him to go, needing him to leave. I needed for Connor to finish fucking me. I needed to come, and I needed to just be with Connor. I couldn’t deal with Lucas right now, no matter that I felt guilty, no matter that I knew I was doing the absolute craziest thing of my life.
“Okay, fine. I’ll come back in ten minutes,” Lucas said finally, and I could hear him walking away.
“What were you doing, Connor?” I growled at him as he continued fucking me relentlessly.
“What do you think I’m doing? I’m making you come, just like you like,” he said, and then he pulled out of me and came all over my dress.
“Connor,” I growled, annoyed and pissed that he’d ruined my dress. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“You can’t believe I just did what?” he said, and then his fingers touched my clit and rubbed until I had my orgasm as well. He kissed my lips and I kissed him back passionately, my body flailing as he brought me to deep ecstasy.
“I wanted to make you come with my cock,” he said finally, whispering in my ear. “But I couldn’t hold it any longer.”
“You didn’t put on a condom,” I said, shaking my head at him.
“Well, I know I’m clean, and I assume you are as well if you haven’t had sex in ages.”
“Yeah, but ... “
“Hey, at least I didn’t come inside of you,” he said with a grin, and he kissed me on the lips again.
“We can’t do this, Connor,” I said. “Your brother was right outside the door.”
“I didn’t hear you telling me no,” he said with a grin. He laughed then and stood up. “You should clean yourself up. I think you’re going to have a hard time convincing Lucas that we barely know each other if my cum is all over your dress.”