I grabbed her hand and pulled her quickly across the hallway into the room opposite, Ivy's bedroom. The second we were inside, I pushed Delilah onto the bed. She landed on her back, crimson nightgown bunched around her waist, legs slightly spread, looking up at me with lust-drunk eyes.
"Wait, wait! What if she—"
I wasn't listening. I climbed onto the bed between her legs, grabbed her thighs, and spread them wide apart. Without hesitation, I lined up and shoved my cock back into her well-fucked asshole in one smooth thrust.
Delilah gasped sharply. "Evan… we're gonna dirty the mattress. She'll notice, she'll understand something's wrong—"
I cut her off with a deep kiss on the lips, swallowing her protests. My hand slid down to her soaked pussy, fingers scooping up a generous amount of her slick juices. I broke the kiss and held my glistening fingers up between us, showing her the mess.
