I don’t waste any time sliding my cock back in her perfect pussy.
She rolls her hips, meeting my movements.
"That's it, baby," I grunt, reaching down to circle her clit with my thumb. "Milk Daddy's dick just like that. Fuck, you're so goddamn perfect."
Mandy lets out a breathy little moan, walls fluttering around me as she gets closer to the edge.
I can feel my own orgasm building, balls drawing up tight.
"Come on, princess," I coax roughly. "Cum all over Daddy's cock. Let me feel you."
That does it.
Mandy comes apart with a sharp cry, body shaking and spasming in my arms.
I cover her mouth with my hand, careful we won’t wake Kash up.
I follow right behind, muffling my groan against her neck as I spill deep inside her welcoming body.
For a few moments we just stay like that, chests heaving as we catch our breath.
Carefully, I carry Mandy over to the bed, laying her down and spooning up behind her.
My softening length slips free and I feel a trickle of my release leaking out, but I'm too blissed out to care.
Mandy turns to face me, an amused little smile quirking her lips despite what just happened. "So... are we really not going to talk about that whole thing with Shiver?"
Fuck.
I let out a gruff chuckle, nuzzling into Mandy's neck and breathing in her sweet scent. "Later, baby. Let me enjoy this fuckin' afterglow a bit longer before we get into that shit show."
Mandy rolls her eyes but snuggles closer, slim fingers tracing idle patterns on my chest. "Fine. But don't think you're getting out of this conversation, mister."
"Wouldn't dream of it, princess." I press a kiss to her temple. "Now close those pretty eyes. Daddy needs a power nap to recover from that mind-blowing pussy of yours."
She swats at me playfully but obliges, lashes fluttering shut.
Within minutes, her breathing evens out in sleep.
I lay there holding her, soaking in the peaceful moment while I can.
Because I know it won't last long.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mandy
I wake to the golden morning light streaming through the window, Doc's warm, muscular arms wrapped around me.
His chest rises and falls steadily against my back as he sleeps.
I smile to myself, savoring his touch for a moment before the urge to pee rouses me.
Slowly, carefully, I slip out from under the duvet, trying to be stealthy as a cat burglar so I don't wake my man.
The cool morning air kisses my bare skin as I tip-toe naked across the cramped bedroom of Doc's double-wide trailer.
I rummage through the two drawers he cleared out for me a few weeks back and pull on a tank top and a pair of cotton shorts.