Page 74 of Pooh

I want to laugh but I know I can’t. I mean, seriously, it’s funny as hell that Axel got back some of the shit he hands out, but I can’t let Craig know that. Can I? No, no, of course I can’t. I must be the adult here.

I’m fairly certain that Pippa isn’t going to find this funny. Craig will not find it funny when his ass is in the tub tonight getting his “tat” removed either. And I’m positive this isn’t over for Axel. He’ll get his revenge on my little friend yet. As I’m thinking this, it dawns on me that I didn’t get a picture of Axel. Shit! That wipes the smile off my face for the rest of the ride.

“Hi Pips!” Craig shouts as we walk into the catering kitchen. All heads turn our direction and everyone starts laughing immediately. Everyone except Pippa, that is. I do note that Bailey’s laughing the hardest. I look to Chubs and he holds up his phone showing me a picture someone got of Axel earlier today. Thank God the moment wasn’t lost!

“Reno send you that?” I ask him.

“Nope. Petey did. Not sure if Axel knows it exists yet, but I’m sure he’ll find out soon enough since Petey asked where he could get it made into a poster,” Chubs replies with a grin.

“Axel texted me asking how to get sharpie marks off of something. I assumed one of the kids marked the table or wall. I found out a few minutes later I was wrong,” Bailey giggles out as she walks toward Craig. Reaching him, she crouches down and gives him a hug. Craig grins knowing he’s not in trouble with her, but he obviously hasn’t seen Pippa’s expression yet. “I’m sorry Axel gave you a tat, Craig. I’ll make him apologize the next time we see you, okay?”

“It’s okay, Bailey. When he wasn’t mad at me, we had a lot of fun today. I like Axel because he doesn’t have a lot of rules,” Craig informs her.

“He likes you too, Craig. And he’ll want to hang out with you again after he gets his tat removed,” Bailey reassures him with a smile.

“Oh, I almost forgot. My mom is throwing Dad a birthday party next weekend and you’re all invited. She was asking me for everyone’s addresses to send the invitations to, but I told her I’d let you know instead. The whole club and plus ones are invited. Sadly, it’s formal. I won’t be wearing a too long gown, though,” Lucy tells the room. The women all start laughing their asses off.

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“There should be some punishment, Pooh. He’s old enough to know better than that,” Pippa states while we’re undressing for bed.

“So is Axel, babe. They were just playing around. I think it’s hard to punish the kid when the adult started it. And the bath Craig got and all the scrubbing to get his tat off should be punishment enough.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Pippa concedes.

I climb into bed as Pippa slides in from the other side. I pull her soft, warm body against mine and drop my lips to her neck. I nip and lick my way up her neck, along her jawline and finally I nibble the corner of her mouth. Pippa turns her head and lifts her mouth to mine. I feel her hands on the back of my neck sliding through my hair as I lean half my body on hers to deepen our kiss. I love Pippa’s mouth and can feel my cock responding to the heat we’re creating.

Pippa shifts her body and I realize I’m leaning on her injured side. I jerk back immediately and she groans.

“I’m fine, Pooh. Please don’t stop. I want you. I need you in me.”

“You’ll get me, Pippa. I just don’t want to hurt you. Are you okay on top?”

“Fuck yeah,” she answers while pushing on my chest. I roll until I’m flat on my back and Pippa swings her leg over my hips. As soon as she’s seated my hands gravitate to her breasts. They aren’t large but they’re perfect. I tweak her nipples and then tug lightly on her hoops. She moans and my cock twitches.

Pippa shifts her body again and it places her warm, wet heat directly on my aching cock. Placing her hands on my chest, Pippa uses the leverage to slide herself up and down my length. I move my hands to her hips and help her grind down on me.

I do half an ab curl and take a breast into my mouth, licking the nipple with my tongue. After a moment, I switch to the other breast. I can feel the wetness seeping from Pippa and I know she’s about to get off while rubbing against me. Her breath hitches, her fingers curl hard into my chest and her body tightens.

I lay back down flat on my back so I can see her face when she comes. It’s a beautiful sight and I’m not going to miss it. Pippa suddenly shifts up on her knees, reaches between us, and positions my cock at her entrance. In one swoop, she impales herself and we both give a harsh breath as her heat surrounds me. That’s all she needs and then she is coming hard. I help her move up and down on my cock while I thrust up into her. Pippa sits up straight and rocks her hips hard against me while I reach forward and zero in on her clit. Her head gets thrown backward and I grin at the sounds coming from her throat. Her long, silky hair is splayed across my thighs and it feels great. When her movements slow down a little, she tips her head back down, and directs her eyes to mine.

“So good, baby. So good. Don’t stop, please. I need more of you,” she whispers.

I lift myself and her up enough to slide backwards the distance needed to lean my back against the wall and I bring my knees up to her back. Our movements are somewhat limited now, but she is as full of my cock as she can get. And this position opens her ass up for my fingers. I pull her tight to my chest and she drops her forehead on my shoulder. I slide my hand down and glide my finger from where we’re connected to her other opening. Back and forth. Pippa continues to rock her hips against me and those small movements are teasing the fuck out of me.

Slowly impaling her on my finger makes Pippa sit up straighter. She pounds down onto me and it’s not long and we’re both on the edge of a huge explosion. She’s quietly chanting, “Please, please, please,” and “harder, harder, please Pooh, harder.”

When her body starts to tighten again and she’s driving herself down on me hard, I know the moment is here. I thrust up, with both cock and finger, and Pippa goes over the edge with me following her.

Pippa continues to gently rock her hips against me until we’re both back in this world and then she collapses against me. I nuzzle my face into her hair and gently nip her ear. I feel her laugh more than I hear it. We stay in this position for several minutes, enjoying the closeness, skin on skin.

“You okay, baby?” I ask her.

“Better than okay, Pooh. I needed that with you. I’ve missed being like this with you, having you in me. Give me another minute of cuddling you and I’ll go get cleaned up, okay?”

“Yeah, Pips.”

After we take a shower together, which ends up being a long one, we climb back into bed and I pull her close. Pippa pushes herself deeper into my hold and exhales.

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