Page 21 of Apple Martinis

“You’re more than ready for me.” I say with a smile.

“Yes.” Her small hand reaching between us and grabbing my cock at the base.

It takes everything in me to not explode at her touch. She moves her hand up and down a few times, swirling the tip slightly when it leaks a little of my own slickness.

“Fuck. I need to be inside of you.” I pump my hips into her hand, the tip of my cock hitting her thigh. She moves her legs, pulling my cock to her center but I stop her.

“Condom?” I ask.

“I get the shot every few months. Are you clean?” She says quickly, turning to look at me.

“Yes. Are you?” I ask although I already know the answer.

“Yes.” She answers, turning all the way around to straddle my hips with her thighs.

Leaning up, I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard until she grabs me by the head. My hands move down between us and I find her center, swirling my thumb around her clit as my index finger slowly slides inside making sure she’s ready for me.

She moves against my finger, searching for that release that we are both desperately craving at this very moment.

Removing my hand, I guide my cock to her entrance and slam hard up inside just as she slams herself down. We both moan at the feeling of skin on skin.

Taking her mouth, I let her set the pace and she moves in a way that has the head of my cock throbbing for release within minutes but I also feel how close she is as well. Her walls throb around me, squeezing me in a rhythm that is exquisite torture.

“I need you to come for me, beautiful.” I demand and she rocks even faster.

She’s so close yet so far away. Moving my hand between us, I push hard on her clit with my thumb right at the same time that I begin to explode and she explodes with me.

My cock throbbing hard with the release that I’ve been craving since she first walked into my bar.

Completely spent from our orgasms, we lay in the water together. She is wrapped in my arms until true exhaustion begins to take hold.

Getting out of the water, I dry us both off, then pick her up in my arms and head towards the bedroom that appears to have her stuff in it.

Laying her on the bed, I walk through the condo shutting off lights before walking back into the room and climbing into the bed with her.

Pulling her into my arms, I kiss her on the nose, making sure her head is on my shoulder.

“You’re staying?” She asks in the quietness of the room a few minutes later.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I ask, kissing the top of her head.

“I just thought...”

“Thought what?” I ask when she doesn’t continue.

“Nothing. It doesn’t matter now.” She whispers, snuggling closer to me.

Wrapping my arms and legs around her, I fall asleep with a huge grin on my face.

I never thought I’d ever find that someone special that my mom always talked about but now that I’ve found her, I’m not letting her go. Even if that means I have to move to Tennessee.

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