Page 9 of Heartless

“I’ve always got you. The best part of my life.”

MJ grins up at me, and I take her lips into a deep, slow kiss, loving how she hums contentedly under my pressure.

“You’re the best part of mine, as well,” she says.

“Show me when we get home?” I challenge.

“I’m all about show and tell with an emphasis on the show part,” MJ says cheekily.

Releasing her, I swat her on the ass and say, “Get in and show me what you’re working with.”

No sooner than we pull out of my parents’ community than MJ is lifting the armrests and unzipping my pants.

“Reposition your seat,” she instructs as she fiddles with my underwear, and her warm hand grips my erection.

I press a couple of buttons on the steering wheel to push me back, giving Meadow more space.

“So sweet,” she mutters, taking my head between her lips and running her tongue over the slit repeatedly.

“Nothing sweet about my dick, babe.”

“To me, it is, and tonight, I’ve got a sweet tooth,” she says, looking up at me winking.

“Go ahead, baby, and lick me like a lollipop,” I say, thinking of Lil’ Wayne’s lyrics.

“I’d prefer to take the blow pop and...” she licks the head again.

“Blow it, baby,” I encourage, and she pulls me into her mouth, working me over from the top to the bottom.

With one hand on the wheel steering us through the streets and one hand on her head, I relax in my seat while my wife sucks me off.

MJ manages to work her hand into my pants to cup my balls and massage them while she bobs up and down on my dick. Knowing that my wife doesn’t mind taking a risk like this while we’re driving home and that she’s solely focused on my pleasure, it gives me the feeling of unadulterated bliss.

“Fuck, MJ. Girl, you feel so damn good,” I grumble, jerking my hips upward and causing her to choke.

She readjusts her position in her seat, laying half across her seat and mine. Removing her hand from my balls, she takes my erection into both hands and works them around me in alternating circles.

A quick glance at her shows that she’s receiving as much delight in pleasuring me as I am in being on the receiving end. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for this woman, and I’m glad that she feels the same about me.

I’ll spend a lifetime doing whatever it takes to make my woman happy because she’s the reason that I find joy every morning.

I come from a reasonably wealthy family, and I’m wealthy myself, but none of that compares to the love of a good woman.

My dick hardens, and I grip the steering wheel tighter to keep myself balanced. I feel as if I’m about to lose control so I slowdown and pull over into the parking lot of a CVS drug store. Pulling to the rear of the parking lot under some trees and away from the camera, I park the car.

“That’s it, baby,” I growl as she goes to work now that my seat is fully reclined.

I close my eyes, exploding in her mouth as my hand grips her hair. When she finishes, she sits up and smiles at me.

I lean over, kissing my baby before pulling back and looking into her eyes.

“I love you, MJ.”

“I know you do, boy. Ain’t no woman gonna treat you like I do.”

“Is that right?”

“Absolutely. Now, don’t test that theory, or you might regret it.”

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