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CHAPTER 31:  Harker

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Harker woke slowly, the scent of Alison filling his head and his dreams. His dick pressed against her warm ass and his hand clutched the satiny skin of her breast, her nipple a hard bud against his palm.

He buried his face in her neck, and she moaned softly. He moved his hand downward, sliding under her shorts and between her thighs. Fuck, he was horny, and she was already damp. He stroked her pussy, coaxing the wetness from her body as he kissed her neck, feeling her pulse beat under his lips. She sighed, her hips gently rocking into his touch. He pushed her shorts down to her knees and guided his cock between her thighs, rubbing his tip through her wetness. She moaned, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair.

“Open for me.” His voice was gruff with need as he pushed his cock inside her and her body clung to his.

“Oh...” She stiffened, her hand stilling on his head.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Her legs were still together, making the access for his dick even tighter. He thrust into her and then pulled almost all the way out before surging forward again, her body tightening around his.

“Harker...oh...” She gasped as he pressed on her abdomen, making his next thrust push against her G-spot.

He slid into her in long, hard thrusts, her body clasping onto his.

“Harker, stop.” Her hand pulled at his hair.

He kissed her neck, his hips moving faster and faster as his balls tightened. He was close. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll wait for you.” But he wouldn’t last long. His fingers found her clit and he rubbed that hard little bud, making her body tremble.

“No. I mean it,” she gasped. “Stop.” She elbowed him in the gut as she scrambled away, sitting up on her side of the bed.

“What the fuck?” His dick throbbed, angry and aching from being robbed of his release.

“Yeah, what the fuck? I said no sex. What do you think you’re doing?”

“What am doing? Don’t give me that shit. You were into it.”

“I was sleeping.”

“So the fuck was I when I started.”

“But you woke and kept going.”

“It’s not the first time.” He’d woken her with his cock more times than he could count.

“I wasn’t mad at you the other times.”

“Mad at me?” He had no idea what... “Oh, yeah. That.” It was so fucking stupid.

“Yeah, that.” She pulled up her shorts and got out of bed.

“Come on, Alison. Lay down.”

“No. I can’t stay here because obviously you don’t understand what no sex means.”

“I was sleeping.” His jaw clenched. He wasn’t going to have any teeth left by the time she had their kid if this kept up.

“And you should’ve stopped when you woke.”

“I would have if you hadn’t been moaning and rubbing your ass against my cock.”

“Don’t blame this on me. “ She stormed across the room.

“Fuck this, Alison. You wanted it as much as I did.”

“But I don’t now.”

“Liar. Your pussy is screaming at you. It wants my cock.” Just like his dick was raging at him to grab her and make her want him.

“It’ll survive.”

“I hope so because even if you come back and beg me, you’re not getting any tonight.”

“Nice try but I’m not stupid.” She sent him a withering look.

“Worth a shot.” He shrugged. “You’re very competitive.”

“Go to hell, Harker.”

“Oh, I’m there.” He grabbed his dick in his hand and started stroking. “Masturbatory hell.”

“Have fun.”

“You too and just so you know...I can hear your vibrator.”

“You can what?” Her face paled.

“Yep. I can’t tell you how many nights I spent in here listening to you and that little toy. Hearing your soft gasps and moans, wondering what would happen if I walked into your room.” He continued to stroke his cock. “You alone. So needy. So horny.”

Her eyes dropped to his dick.

“Would you be happy to see me? Happy to let me touch you. Kiss you. Fuck you.” He patted the bed. “Come here, Alison. You know you want to. You can be mad at me later.”

She pulled her eyes away from his cock. “Go to hell, Harker.” She turned and fled.

“I told you. I’m already there. Dick in my hand and everything,” he shouted after her. He fucking hated jerking off.