Page 74 of Don't Quit the Day Job

"Uh-huh," I say, as I feel his fingers run down the side of my breasts.

"So," he says, licking his lips.

"Yes?"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

I giggle slightly, because I know exactly what he's thinking.

"I think so," I say as I shift slightly and push him back.

"Oh…" He grunts as I roll my body over so that I'm now on top of him with him still inside of me. "So you want to take charge, do you?"

"Well, I mean, I wouldn't want you to think you're my boss or anything," I tease, as I run my fingernails down his chest and start bouncing up and down.

"Fuck. Can I wake up like this every morning, please?"

"I don't know. Can you?" I giggle and close my eyes as I continue bouncing up and down on his cock.

He reaches up and grabs my breasts, causing me to cry out as his fingers flick my nipples. They're still sensitive from the night before.

"Oh, shit," I say out loud.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asks quickly, and I shake my head.

"No, far from it. I just don't think I've felt this much pleasure in a really long time."

"Ah. Well, I'm glad to hear that," he says as he pulls me down and kisses me hard.

He grabs my hips, then my ass, and moves his body up so that he's thrusting inside of me from beneath. I moan, as I can feel myself already close to orgasm.

"Fuck," he curses. "I'm not going to last long."

And before I know what's happening, he's going faster and faster and I'm screaming his name out as I come.

"Oh, yeah, baby, say my name," he says, his fingers digging into my hips, hard, as he slams into me one last time and I feel him erupt inside of me.

I lean down and kiss him hard, losing myself in the feeling of his hands tangled in my hair, tugging.

"Oh, yeah," he says on a long, low groan.

We just stare at each other for a couple of seconds until he finally pulls his cock out.

"I think I'm going to go and shower," I say quickly.

"You need anything?"

I nod toward the kitchen. "I have some instant coffee. Haven't had enough money to buy an espresso machine or anything. And I don't have the exact bagel that you like, and I have no lox or cream cheese, but I do have some bread if you want to make some toast?"

"You have a toaster?" he asks in surprise.

"No, but there's an oven, and you can put it on broil and it will kind of toast the bread."

"You need a toaster."

"When I get my first paycheck, I guess I'll be buying a lot of stuff."

"Okay. Very smart, Lila," he says as he gives my bottom a little slap. "Go and enjoy your shower."

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