Page 62 of Just Enough

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He was up watching TV when I got home. I hung my keys by the door and kicked my shoes off as I sauntered over to the couch and collapsed, my legs landing on his lap. “Bad day?” he asked.

“So busy. Summertime keeps everyone out.” I groaned.

“Technically, it’s still spring.”

“You know what I mean. Why you gotta be so annoying?” My voice was slightly muffled because my face was against the cushion.

He snickered and placed his hands on the back of my legs. “Hopefully we’ll get a chance to go to the beach this year if our work schedules don’t collide.”

“You wanna rub the back of my legs?”

“Shouldn’t you ask for a massage instead of asking if I want to rub them?”

I laughed and placed my arms up, so I could lay my head on them. “That was me asking.”

Only he was already massaging the back of my legs. He rolled my pants up to my knees and I was glad I decided to shave last night. I was exhausted though. My legs were throbbing after walking on concrete all day waiting tables. Then I had to deal with enough drunks tonight to last me a lifetime, or at least until tomorrow night when I worked again. I was exaggerating, most nights I never dealt with drunks. It was something occasional, like tonight.

When he started working my calf muscles, I moaned. “That feels so good.”

“Does it?”

“Mhmm.”

And I could enjoy his touch. It was a win-win kind of deal.

Only he shoved me onto the floor a second later. “Hey.”

“That’s enough for you.” He was already heading for his bedroom before I got my head up.

“You going to bed?” I sounded disappointed.

“Yeah, I work early.” He yelled from inside his room, right before he shut his door.

I dropped my head back down and sighed.

Oh yeah, I remembered I still had his scene to read. Getting off the floor, I went to my bedroom and grabbed it and some clothes to take a bath. I ran some water in the tub while undressing. I was careful not to get the paper wet as I sat down into the scalding water and sighed happily. I added some bubble bath in as well before I leaned back and let the water fill up.

I mentally prepared myself for what I was about to read. It would either be really dumb, or really bad, or surprisingly good.

Rosie found Gorilla Ben. She attacked him with a hug as he rounded the corner of the building.

I was curious as to where the two of them were at, but I let it slide since he just wanted to write a sex scene and nothing else. I continued reading.

Her legs wrapped around Ben as she hugged him. Her reaction surprised him that he sprouted an impressive woody.

Sprout? Good God. I couldn’t stop laughing.

Rosie gasped. She felt him against her pussy and blushed scarlet before squirming against him. He took her movement as a sign that she wasn’t displeased by his aroused state. He carried her until he found a soft patch of grass to set her down. Then he held his giant hand against her shirt and waited for her to tell him no. When she didn’t, he ripped it from her body. She moved to cover up her tits, but he stopped her.

Ben’s eyes drank her in. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid his eyes on. Deep down, he knew Rosie should only belong to him this way. He was the only one that could love her the way she deserved.

Ben’s thoughts made him braver. He pulled her pants down her legs and tossed them aside. Then he dove headfirst into her pussy. Rosie tried to close her legs and push him away. She wasn’t sure what he was doing, and she was nervous, but when his tongue darted out, she made a noise in her throat and fell back to the ground and let him have his way.

He ate her until she was boneless and coming on the tip of his tongue. Then he scooped her up in his arms and brought her down over his dick. She cried out, and he held her firmly in place. He controlled her hips, her body, her mind, and her desire as he lifted her up and down until she whimpered for something she couldn’t put into words.

He gave her everything she needed. What she always wanted. And then more.

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