ANMELDENMark and I fell asleep in my room, exhausted and careless. We forgot he was still naked beside me. We forgot my mother could walk in at any moment. I had no idea when sleep took me until the knock on the door pulled me out of it. I opened my eyes slowly, confused for a second. Then I felt the warm body next to mine. My heart stopped. Mark was still on my bed, asleep and completely unaware of the danger standing outside the door. Another knock came, sharper this time. “Evie?” My mother. I shot upright. “Mom?” “I’m coming inside.” Panic flooded me. Mark’s eyes flew open at the sound of her voice. “Wait—” “Get up!” I hissed. I grabbed his arm and shoved him toward the edge of the bed. He barely had time to react before I pushed him off. He hit the floor with a dull thud. His head struck the side of the bed frame. He winced. “Damn it,” he whispered. “Quiet!” My mother tried the handle. “Evie, are you awake?” “Yes!” I called out, louder than I meant to. Mark looked at me,
Every stroke hit that spot inside that made my toes curl. Another orgasm built fast. When it hit I clenched hard around him and shook. He groaned and kept thrusting through it. When I could breathe again he pulled out and turned me onto my back. Missionary. He climbed between my legs, hooked them over his arms, and pushed back in. Face to face this time. His eyes stayed on mine while he moved. Slow at first, then harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our bodies pressed together. Every thrust rubbed his stomach against my clit. The friction felt good. He kissed me deep while he fucked me. Our tongues moved together. The kiss stayed messy because neither of us wanted to stop for air. He changed the angle by putting my legs higher on his shoulders. The stretch made me gasp into his mouth. He pounded deeper from there. Sweat built between us even though the room was cool. My hands slid down his back and gripped his ass, pulling him in harder with every stroke. We stayed in the mi
Mark kept thrusting into me against the bathroom wall until both of us were shaking and spent. He finally pulled out and leaned his forehead against my shoulder. Water still ran over us but it had gone cold. My legs felt weak. I turned off the shower with a shaky hand. We stepped out of the tub. He grabbed a towel and dried me off first, slow and quiet. Then he dried himself. Neither of us spoke for a minute. The house stayed silent. I opened the bathroom door a crack and listened. Nothing. Mom’s room was down the hall and her door was closed. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. We left the bathroom light off. Only the soft glow from the streetlight outside came through the window. I closed the bedroom door and locked it. Mark’s eyes moved over me. He was still hard. I was still wet and open from everything in the shower. He backed me toward the bed until the back of my knees hit the mattress. I sat down. He followed and climbed on with me. “Come here,” h
I opened my mouth to answer my mom. Before any word came out Mark shoved his dick all the way inside me from behind. One hard push. No warning. He filled me completely. The sudden stretch made my eyes go wide. My hands slapped against the wet tile wall. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. “Evie, are you still in there?” Mom called again. Her voice sounded closer this time. Mark pulled almost all the way out and drove back in deep. The force pushed me tighter against the wall. Water ran down my back and between us. His hands held my hips steady while he started a steady rhythm. Hard strokes. Deep strokes. Every time he bottomed out I felt it in my stomach. I forced the words out. “Yes… I’m still inside.” My voice sounded tight. Mark did not slow down. He kept thrusting. The wet sound of his body hitting mine mixed with the shower. I prayed she could not hear it through the door. “Hurry and come out,” Mom said. “I want you to help me check something on the internet. There’
I leaned forward and took his dick into my mouth all the way in. The thick head pushed past my lips and filled me until it hit the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and sucked hard like my life depended on it. The water from the shower ran over my head and down my face while I worked on him. I pulled back slowly and let my tongue slide along the underside. Then I pushed forward again and took him deeper. Spit ran from the corners of my mouth and mixed with the water. I made more of it on purpose and let it drip down his shaft. My hand wrapped around the base and squeezed while my mouth moved up and down. I turned my head a little to the side and sucked him from a different angle. The ridge of his head rubbed against the inside of my cheek. I hummed around him and felt his hips twitch. More spit poured out when I pulled off for air. It coated him shiny and wet. I licked from the bottom all the way to the tip and then swallowed him again. My other hand rested on his thigh for balan
Mark pushed the bedroom door open slowly. The room was dark. No light came from the lamp or the window. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him without a sound. His eyes moved around the space. The bed was empty. The chair near the window held only her clothes from earlier. Nothing moved. Then the sound of water reached him. It rushed steadily from the bathroom. Evie was in there taking her bath. He stood still for a few seconds and listened. The house stayed quiet. No footsteps from downstairs. He walked to the bathroom door and tested the handle. It turned easily. He left it closed for now and went back into the bedroom. Mark pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. He unbuckled his belt next and slid his jeans down. His shoes came off quiet. Socks followed. He stood there in just his underwear for a moment, then pushed those down too. His clothes sat in a small pile. He gathered them fast and stuffed them behind the chair in the corner where no one wo







