Trevor’s heart hammered against his ribs like it wanted to escape.

He was still catching his breath from the intense orgasm, his cock softening slightly inside Chloe’s pulsing wet pussy, when she shifted beneath him with a wicked little smile.

Her fingers trailed down his sweat-slicked chest, nails scraping lightly over his skin.

"We still have a little time before I have to leave... right?" she whispered yet again, voice husky and teasing.

Her hand kept moving lower, wrapping around his spent cock and giving it a slow, lazy stroke. Even though he had just come, the touch sent a fresh spark through him.

Trevor swallowed hard, glancing nervously at the locked door. "Chloe... my mom is literally right down the hall. We can’t—"

"Shhh." She pressed a finger to his lips, then replaced it with her own mouth, kissing him deep and filthy.

Her tongue slid against his, tasting herself on him from earlier. When she pulled back, her eyes were dark with renewed hunger.

"You flipped me over and fucked me like a bitch. Don’t pretend you didn’t love the risk."

Before he could argue, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips again. Her mini skirt was still bunched uselessly around her waist, pink crop top pushed up above her breasts.

She looked like pure temptation, flushed cheeks, messy hair, and that confident, bratty glint in her eye.

She rocked her hips slowly, letting her soaked pussy glide along the length of his cock, teasing him back to hardness.

"Fuck... Chloe," Trevor groaned quietly, his hands automatically gripping her ass.

He could feel how wet she still was, their combined release making everything slick and messy.

She grinned down at him. "That’s better. Get hard for me again. I’m not done with you yet."

Her words, combined with the slow grind of her hips, worked faster than he expected. Blood rushed back to his cock, thickening and lengthening under her until he was rock-hard once more, the head nudging insistently against her entrance.

Chloe didn’t waste time. She reached down, lined him up, and sank down in one smooth motion, taking every inch until her ass rested against his thighs.

A soft, breathy moan escaped her. "Mmmh... still so thick. I love how you fill me up."

She started riding him slowly at first, lifting her hips until only the tip remained inside, then sliding back down with deliberate control.

Each descent made wet, obscene sounds that seemed far too loud in the quiet house.

Trevor’s fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements while he fought to keep his own groans quiet.

"Look at me," Chloe whispered, leaning forward so her breasts dangled above his face. "Watch me fuck you."

Trevor’s eyes locked on her swaying tits as she bounced faster. He couldn’t resist. He surged upward, latching his mouth onto her left nipple again, sucking hard while his hand kneaded the other breast.

Chloe gasped, her rhythm faltering for a second before she recovered, grinding down harder.

"Yes... suck them. Harder," she encouraged in a hushed voice, one hand cradling the back of his head.

Trevor obliged, switching between her breasts, licking, sucking, and gently biting the sensitive peaks until they were red and glistening.

Every time he tugged on a nipple with his teeth, Chloe’s pussy clenched around his cock, milking him deliciously. The sensation was driving him crazy.

He could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating his balls and dripping down his thighs.

After several minutes of her riding him like that, Trevor decided he needed more control. He grabbed her waist and flipped them again, pinning her beneath him without pulling out. Chloe let out a surprised giggle that turned into a quiet moan as he started thrusting deep and steady.

He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, opening her up wider. The new angle let him hit deeper, the head of his cock brushing against that sensitive spot inside her with every thrust.

Chloe’s eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open in silent ecstasy. She had to bite her lip hard to stop from moaning loudly.

Trevor kept the pace punishing but controlled, long, deep strokes that made the bed creak softly. He could feel her walls fluttering around him, getting closer again.

Wanting to push her over the edge, he reached between them and rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb in firm circles.

"Oh god... Trevor... right there," she whispered, voice breaking.

He leaned down and captured her mouth in a messy kiss, swallowing her tiny whimpers as he fucked her harder.

The wet slap of skin on skin was risky, but neither of them cared anymore. The fear of being caught only heightened everything.

When her second orgasm hit, it was quieter but no less intense. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, squeezing him rhythmically as her body shook beneath him.

Trevor rode her through it, slowing his thrusts just enough to let her ride the waves, but not stopping completely.

As soon as her tremors eased, he pulled out, making Chloe whimper at the sudden emptiness. He slid down her body again, this time with clear intent.

He pushed her thighs apart and buried his face between her legs once more. His tongue lapped at her sensitive, post-orgasm folds, cleaning up their mixed fluids before focusing on her clit.

Chloe’s hands flew to his head, fingers tightening in his hair. "Fuck... you’re going to make me come again already?"

Trevor hummed in response, the vibration making her hips buck. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it rapidly while two fingers slid back inside her, curling to stroke her G-spot.

He ate her out with single-minded focus—messy, wet, and relentless. The sounds were filthy: loud slurping, her quiet gasps, and the squelch of his fingers pumping in and out.

He kept at it for long minutes, bringing her right back to the edge and then backing off just enough to make her whine.

When she started begging in hushed, broken whispers,

"Please... please let me come" he finally gave her what she wanted. He sucked hard on her clit and thrust his fingers deep, pushing her into another shattering orgasm.

Chloe’s thighs clamped around his head, her body convulsing as she came on his tongue. Trevor didn’t stop until she was a trembling, oversensitive mess, pushing weakly at his head.

Only then did he crawl back up, kissing her deeply so she could taste herself on his lips. His cock was throbbing, aching to be inside her again. He rubbed the head through her slick folds, teasing her entrance.

"Turn over," he ordered softly.

Chloe obeyed immediately, getting on her hands and knees. Her ass arched toward him, mini skirt still bunched up, presenting her dripping pussy perfectly. Trevor gripped her hips and pushed back inside in one smooth thrust, groaning at how hot and wet she felt.

He started fucking her from behind—deep, powerful strokes that made her ass jiggle with every impact. One hand reached around to play with her clit while the other gripped her shoulder for leverage. Chloe pushed back to meet his thrusts, her face buried in the pillow to muffle her moans.

"Harder," she gasped into the fabric. "Fuck me harder, Trevor."

He gave her what she asked for. The pace turned brutal but still quiet enough not to wake the house. Skin slapped against skin, the bedframe rocking gently. Trevor leaned over her, one hand sliding up to squeeze her swinging breast, pinching the nipple as he pounded into her.

The position let him hit even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every thrust. Chloe was falling apart again, her walls fluttering wildly around him. Trevor could feel his own climax building fast—this time there would be no holding back.

"I’m close," he warned in a strained whisper.

"Come inside me," Chloe begged quietly.

"Fill me up again."

That was all it took. With a few more deep, stuttering thrusts, Trevor buried himself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing rope after rope of hot cum deep inside her. The feeling of him filling her triggered Chloe’s final orgasm. She clenched around him, milking every drop as her body shook with silent pleasure.

They collapsed together onto the bed, tangled and sweaty, breathing like they had run a marathon. Trevor stayed inside her for a long moment, both of them enjoying the afterglow and the risky thrill of what they had just done.

Finally, he pulled out slowly, watching a thick trickle of his cum leak from her well-fucked pussy. Chloe rolled onto her back, a satisfied, lazy smile on her face.

"Best study session ever," she whispered with a soft laugh.

Trevor shook his head, still trying to catch his breath. "You’re going to get me killed one day."

"Worth it," she replied, leaning in to kiss him softly.

"Now help me clean up before your mom wonders why the door is locked." Chloe said with a smark.

Authors note: I decided to write a Chapter of 1500 words because I love writing long smut scenes but I was afraid if I write as much Chapters as I use to readers might drop

But what do you guys think is it better this way. Thanks for the support once again