Page 89 of Just Say When

I slipped my hand between her legs to check for myself and groaned. “You’re a fucking mess, honey.” Not being able to resist, I squatted down and put my mouth there, eating her pussy from behind.

With a wanton little moan, she pushed her hips back against my face. I kneaded the globes of her ass as I slid my tongue deep in her pussy. When I felt her inner muscles tighten, I reluctantly withdrew.

“Oh, no, you don’t. Orgasms are for good girls.”

“Brax!” she whined, wiggling her hips.

I gave her one more savoring lick before I stood. “God, look at you,” I muttered. Her round ass. Her muscled thighs. “So fucking desperate. So pretty.” I unzipped my jeans, took my dick in hand, and ran it down the crack of her ass, making her whimper.

With one deep, hard thrust, I was inside her all the way to the hilt.

And then I needed a second to get reacquainted with my self-control. Her pussy pulsing around me didn’t help with that. I held completely still and stared blankly at the sky.

“Brax,” Essie gritted out. She shifted on those strong thighs, dragging her pussy down my shaft until only the crown is inside her. Then she slammed back into me, making my eyes cross. “Fuckingmove.”

I moved. Hard, fast, my fingers digging into her hips to put us on the same rhythm. She gave back as much as she took. Skin slapped against skin, our panting breaths mingling with the rustling breeze.

“I need—I need—” Essie’s voice ended on desperate moans.

“I know what you need.” My hand rounded her belly and dipped lower. I found her clit and pressed hard, rapid little circles with two fingers.

She cried out, her pussy clenching, and we came apart at the same time. Hard and fast and relentless. When the last wave of pleasure subsided, I pulled out slowly, a trail of our cum following in my wake.

I swiped one leg of her ruined leggings of the grassand used it to wipe her clean. Her heavy breaths began to return to normal, but her legs were trembling. Quickly, I untied her.

She looked at me, rubbing her wrists. I handed her the bag with clean jeans and underwear. Huffing an annoyed laugh, she stepped into the black cotton briefs and wiggled them on.

“Think you learned your lesson this time, hellion?” I asked, watching her balance on one foot and then the other as she took off her boots to get the jeans on.

She paused and looked at me. “I suppose that depends on what lesson you intended me to learn.”

“Don’t leave the house without underwear.”

She smirked. “Unless I want to get railed by my husband’s huge cock, you mean?” She pulled up the zipper and patted my cheek. “Oh, yes. I learned.”

“Good. Then we’re on the same page.”

This time she didn’t smirk. She kissed me.

And I kissed her back.

Because we were on the same page with that, too.

EPILOGUE

Essie

One year later…

I openedthe freezer and stared inside. It had to be here somewhere. Unless, of course, Brax had thrown it away, not realizing what it was. I pushed aside packages of beef and chicken. There, deep in the back, I found it. A cylinder wrapped twice in tinfoil and then shoved in a storage bag that supposedly could withstand freezer burn.

“Hey,” Brax said behind me.

I yelped and spun on my toes, clutching the frozen cylinder to my chest. “You’vegotto stop doing that!”

“Sorry.” He didn’t look repentant at all. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, just…” I waived the tinfoil package in the air like it was an answer in and of itself. “What areyoudoing, besides giving me a heart attack?”

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