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Her legs come up around my hips, holding me in place. She links her ankles at my back and I’m completely surrounded by her. I nuzzle her neck, inhaling the scent of her sweet, fresh perfume. She smells like juicy peaches, and combined with her honeyed taste still on my tongue, it drives me wild. Her hands are tangled in my hair, and I enjoy her whimpering moans as I thrust in and out of her. Her heels dig into my rear, urging me on. My balls begin to tighten, and I want nothing more than to flood her warm pussy with my cum. But this isn’t about chasing my own release, but worshipping and satisfying her.

I shift my weight so that I can reach one hand between us. It’s a tight squeeze, with us moving so closely together, but my fingertip brushes her swollen clit. She’s slick as she moans, fidgeting as I keep working my finger in tight circles around her bud. I slow down the pace of my hips to concentrate on making her come.

“Fuck, yes.” She moans low as her pussy grips my cock even tighter. She begins to tremble as she gasps my name. “Jack.”

“That’s it, baby, let it go. I want you to squeeze my cock tight when you come.” My voice is husky and I do my best not to pant in her ear.

I delight in the moment when she lets go, her pussy flooding my cock, making it swell impossibly harder.

I give in to the feeling of my impending orgasm and fuck her hard, chasing my release. As I come, she reaches up and places a firm kiss on my lips, watching as I fall apart in her arms.

Chapter nineteen

Tom

It’s been a crazy night at the bar. All hands on deck. It’s the last Friday of the month, which means everyone’s been paid and is out celebrating. I lasted about twenty minutes in the back office before Abby, my assistant manager, came to ask for help. I’m pouring pints for a large group of guys when I feel the short buzz of an incoming text from my phone in my pocket. I make a mental note to check it, if I ever get a moment’s peace.

Abby squeezes behind me to get to some glasses on the other side. She pats me on the shoulder and gives me a wink. “Doing a great job there, boss man.” She loves to tease me whenever I’m out front. “I do love it when you get your hands dirty.” I shake my head with a grin and continue pouring. I look up at the guy waiting for the order to see him following the movement of Abby with his eyes. She’s wearing tight jeans and a tank top with the bar's logo on. She always does well with her tips and has a lot of admirers among the regulars and the not-so-regular customers.

“She single?” the guy asks me as I hand over his drinks and start ringing up the order.

“That’s up to her to answer, if she wants to.”

“You claiming ownership?” he asks, eyebrow raised. I snort at his antiquated suggestion.

“Nah, bro. Feel free to shoot your shot, but I’m telling you she’ll say no.”

He hands over his card to pay and looks over at her again. Abby loves men and women. But she had a nasty break up a few months ago and has kept to herself since then. I think she got burnt.

The guy gathers up his tray of drinks and gives me an eyebrow raise as he turns to leave. Who knows if he’ll take my advice, but I’ll be sure to keep an eye in case he ends up giving her grief later.

I serve another four customers before the crowd seems to calm down, and the staff look like they have it under control again.

“You okay, Abs?” I ask as she comes towards my end of the bar.

“Sure thing, boss. Go hide in your den and I’ll call you if it picks up again.” She punches my arm, laughing as I rub where she hit me. I give her a salute as I disappear out back again.

I pull my phone out of my pocket to see a photo notification in our group chat. It’s a picture of Jack and Cassidy cuddled up together. Cassidy has sent it with the message “Miss you x”. They both look blissed out and from what I can see of their bodies, which isn’t much, naked. I sigh. I’d do anything to be there right now. But I need to stay until we close tonight. At least we’ve got plans for brunch tomorrow, though. I shoot back a reply as I make my way back to my desk.

Me: You two look very cosy. *wink emoji* *splash emoji*

Only seconds pass before it buzzes again.

Mac: Sure you can’t join us?

Me: It’s payday so it’s been manic. I’ll be here until close.

Mac: Come over when you’re done if you like?

Me: It’ll be late. Probably 2am.

Mac: How about you text us when you’re finishing? If we don’t reply, we’re asleep and you won’t be able to get in. But if one of us does, you can swing by for a cuddle.

Me: Just a cuddle?

Mac: Depends how tired you are *winky face emoji*

Me: Okay. Will see how it goes.

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