Please Don't Go (The Midnight Strike, #1)

by E. Salvador

Like I need more and I think he knows that because he laps his tongue on it and whispers, “I got you,” and “I told you you’d be needy,” and “You’ve got a needy pussy, baby.”

It’s bruised and I realized he gave me a hickey there too. I don’t know when he did that, but I don’t question it.

“I just wanted you to feel good. I don’t need you to do anything.” “But…” I clear my dry throat. “I want you to feel good. You’ve already done it for me. Let me do it for you.” I sit on my knees, my face in front of his erection, and I look up at him. “Let me.”

“This isn’t about me, Josie. This is about you.” “But you deserve it too. I want to make you happy, make you feel good.”

“Promise you’ll let me next time? I want to take care of you too.” I get why he’s doing it, but he deserves this just as much as I do, if not more. “I want to please you.”

“You do. You let me touch you, taste you, have you the way I did. I was really pleased. I promise.”

“What are you⁠—” “You don’t think I’m done, do you? Remember, this is all about you right now. I’m going to help you get cleaned up and then I’m going to feed you and we’ll watch a movie.”

I wrap my arms around his neck, and I let him take me inside. My lips stretch sheepishly. “Okay.”

“What’s got you smiling so big?” Angel asks, standing next to me once he’s finished getting ready. “Nothing. Nothing at

I can’t explain it; I felt wired, and I guess in a way…I was high, not on drugs but on Josie. She just makes me feel alive and on top of the world. It’s like she injected herself in my veins and all I feel is euphoria rushing through my body. “So you live with Josie now?”

“You don’t talk about Josie!” I pummel his face and anywhere I can get my fists. “Run your fucking mouth again! I fucking dare you! Fucking do⁠—”

“He’s your teammate; you’re the captain! You should know better!” “He started it.” I breathe out harshly, dragging my fingers through my hair. “I don’t give a damn who started it. He’s your goddamn teammate! Is this still about the girl from last year? She’s not⁠—” “No,” I clip. “It has nothing to do with her.”

“Adam, take him with you. I need to make sure you didn’t break anything.” “Am I suspended?” I ask. “No, we need to test you. You played fucking phenomenal today.

“You just couldn’t wait until you were off the goddamn campus. Dammit, Daniel.” If I did, consequences be damned.

“I need to let you go. Estoy muy orgullosa de ti. Síguele echando ganas. Te quiero mucho.” Of course she’d do this. The one time I really want to know. “Me too.”

She lets me deepen the kiss, tasting every inch of her mouth, stroking my tongue with hers. It’s angry, wet, and sloppy but neither one of us breaks it off. I can’t get enough of her, I need more, and I know she feels the same way because she’s letting me devour her mouth.

I’m already painfully hard and throbbing. I feel myself leaking precum, desperate for release. Closing my eyes, I rest my forehead against the marbled tile, still contemplating whether I should or shouldn’t jack off to the thought of Josie. Fuck it.

There’s no way…I’m dreaming…there’s no way she’s here…is she really here? “Why’d you stop?” she asks as she approaches the shower, hands clutching her towel.

“All the fucking time,” I moan and resume gliding my palm up and down. “Every minute of the day.” She licks her lips again, eyes flicking to the motion briefly. “I want to do that.” “Do what?” I grunt, slowing down before I come. I know this isn’t a dream I conjured up, but I’m still afraid to wake up and it being one. I can’t believe she’s here, that she was thinking what I was thinking. Could this mean that she might feel what I feel? I don’t ask, but I’ll keep wondering it.

You deserve it.” She swallows again, gaze dropping to my dick. It jerks when I move my hand so hers can take its place. “Wow…” she breathes out.

When her ass grazes my dick, I have to pull back. “Fuck, Josie.” I rest my forehead against hers, panting harshly, and attempt to stabilize myself. “I genuinely might come like this.” She shudders under my hold. “Don’t. I need you to come in my mouth.” I don’t blink. My heart ceases, and my breathing stops. “What?” “Put me down. I want to make you feel good, Daniel. You deserve it.” She untangles her legs, urging me to let her go, but I physically can’t. “No, let me⁠—” “You’ve already made me feel good. It’s my turn. Let

“I promise you’ll love it,” she provocatively says against my ear, nipping the lobe, causing me to shudder. “Better than your fantasies.”

“What did I do to deserve you?” I pinch her pebbled nipple, drifting my fingers to the hickey on the right side of her breast. “Stopped me from dying,” she playfully says but then winces. “Too soon?”

“I’m so happy you’re here, Josie.” I caress her cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here, Garcia,” she echoes, and it does something strange to my chest. “Eyes on me,” she slyly says. I grin, knowing what she’s referring to. “Were they on me?” “The entire time. The way you played today…it was so

“Don’t stop. I’m yours; use me however you want.”

“Josie,” I moan her name, almost withering from how good her hot mouth feels against me. “That’s it, baby, fuck, you’re doing so good. Sooo…fucking good.”

“You were made for sucking my cock, weren’t you?”

“So easy for it,” I groan as she works her tongue up my cock. “It fits so good in your mouth.”

“Keep…” My eyes roll back. “Doing that,”

“Relax and breathe for me. Don’t tense up. I’m not going to get any smaller.”

wish you could see yourself. So pretty with your mouth filled like this.”

“Keep sucking, fuck…just like that. You were made for this. For me. You’re so good at this. I might have you do this every day to keep your smart-ass mouth occupied.”

“How did I do?” She tilts her head to the side after I pop my finger out. I swallow. “Josie, don’t ask me that question. Not when I’m contemplating doing this again.”

“Did you mean it?” “Mean what?” I can’t stop feeling ecstasy. My body is buzzing with life. I can still feel her lips, her tongue. God, I want more. “Every day?”

“Yeah, I did. Did you?” I grab her wrist and tug her closer. “Yeah.” She nods and places a hand on my shoulder. “But it doesn’t have to be every day. Whenever you want, Josie, I’m yours.” She shudders, goose bumps breaking out across her skin. “Let’s get out.”

“But in case we can’t…I’m clean…I got tested a few weeks ago.” “And I’m on birth control,” she mewls, resting her forehead against mine. “Not that that should mean anything, but just so you know, I’m also clean.”

“Just like that, baby. Rub your needy cunt on me.” She wraps her arms around my neck, breathing harshly against my ear as she chases her orgasms. “Just like that. Keep going.”

“You’re so needy, Josie. How many times have you come?” She drowsily shrugs. “Three…” “And you still want more?” She shyly nods. “Anything for you.”

“Shit, Josie.” I clear my dry throat. “I shouldn’t have⁠—” She shakes her head. Scooping my cum and bringing her hand between her thighs, she rubs my cum all over her pussy. She whimpers every time she brushes her engorged clit. My cock throbs at the sight. I don’t think as I replace my fingers with hers. Collecting my cum, I slowly push them inside her. She clenches around my fingers, whimpering as I pull out just a little before I shove them back inside. “You like my cum on you?” She bites her bottom lip and nods. “And in me.” Fuck me. She quietly gasps as I remove them completely. “I liked you squirting on me.”

“Stop looking at me like.” She frowns. “You have to understand—not only did you just stroke my ego, but that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Oh.” She tucks her hair behind her ear, lips slightly curling at the corners. “Well…don’t expect it to happen again.” “It’ll happen again,” I say, so self-assured. “I promise.” I lean down and kiss her forehead.

“No, I want to make this a ten out of ten experience for you. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t feed you after giving you the greatest orgasm of your life?”

“The greatest orgasm of my life?” “I’m pretty certain I heard you say it. You probably don’t remember. You were too busy screaming my name.”

“Josefine, please. Was it acting when you came the first? Second? Third? Fourth time? Or when you squirted all over me? If you don’t remember, I’ll gladly give you a play by play with all the details.”

“You sure, baby?” He lifts a brow. “Did I not leave enough cum inside your pussy? I’m happy to give you more, if that’s what your needy pussy needs.”

“You look good in red,”

“And don’t fight me. While I enjoy arguing with you and begging, it’s a little late for the back and forth.” My lips jerk. “It’s never too late.”

“Don’t tempt me. I’ll go all night.”

“It’s really nothing. Angel and I were messing around, I went to punch him, but he moved and I punched the wall instead.”

“I thought you weren’t a fan of garlic?” “No, but you are.” The ache dulls for a moment as flutters take over. Jesus, I’ve really gone soft.

“You should try it.” A muscle in his jaw works, gaze trained on the way the shirt rides up. “Having you here is going to be a hazard.” I smirk. “Get it together, Garcia.”