Page 71 of Don't Quit the Day Job

She looks up at me and nods slowly before she reaches over and tugs on my shirt. I lift it off.

"Shall we christen that mattress of yours?" I ask her.

She licks her lips, grabs my arms, and jumps up slightly. I don't hesitate to grab her under her ass and hold her to me as I walk toward the mattress.

"You're a little spitfire, aren't you?"

"I mean, I'm not that little and I'm not really a spitfire, but if you want me to be, I can be," she says, grinning.

"I like that you're not afraid to let me know what you want."

"Oh, like you want me to tell you vocally what I want?"

"If you're willing to," I say.

"What? You want me to say ‘fuck me, big daddy’?"

I stare at her in shock and she bursts out laughing.

"Okay. Sorry I couldn't help myself, but you are kind of big."

"I'm glad that you like what you saw."

"I hope I'm going to like how it feels too."

"Oh, I have no doubt that you will," I say, as I lower her onto the mattress.

Her body sinks to the ground and I just stare at her in shock. She bursts out laughing.

"It's kind of a cheap air mattress. I think we might have to blow it up before we do the dirty."

"We can always do the dirty at my place if you want," I say as I grab her hand and pull her up again. I can’t believe I’m calling it the dirty, who am I right now?

"No, we’re already here and I kind of like that you're in my space," she says, reaching up and running her hands down my chest, her fingernails digging into my skin, and I just love the way that she makes me feel.

"Okay then, where's the pump?" I ask, looking around.

I spot it plugged into the wall so I go over and turn the switch. We watch as the air mattress takes about ten minutes to inflate and I decide then and there that I'm going to buy her a bed because this is not going to work out for either one of us, and this sure as shit is not going to be the only time that I fuck my beautiful Lila.

When the mattress is done blowing up, I pick her up again and lower her onto the mattress. This time, I don't let go. Instead, I lower my body next to hers.

"Are we really doing this?" she asks as she runs her fingers down the side of my face.

"I think we are," I say. “So, Lucinda wanted us to have her orgy with us, did she?" I say as I unclip her bra and bury my nose between the valley of her breasts.

I kiss her soft, delicate skin and move my lips over to her nipple, where I suck and tug gently.

"She did," she moans. "In fact, she wanted a foursome. She told me that Jack would be ‘very attracted to me'.”

I growl as I look up at her and move my lips over to her other nipple, which I tug a little bit harder than the other.

"Ooh," she cries out in a moan. "I wanted to tell her that I already knew that he wanted me, but obviously I couldn't blow the secret plan."

"Obviously," I say, winking at her. "So shall we call her?" I ask with a grin.

"You're awful," she says, pushing me back slightly.

Without giving an inch, I grab her and roll onto my back so that she's on top of me.

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