Page 39 of Crashing Without Justice

Kirk reached for my waist, and while I’d known what he looked like from his social media, his pictures hadn’t done him justice. He was about six-foot-one, had light blonde hair, green eyes, and he had that chiseled look about him. Even though he was fair in coloring, he had a very masculine presence about him, and he looked like he was strong enough to hold a girl up against the wall.

“The same could be said for your husband,” he replied as his fingers gripped my waist. “He obviously didn’t know what he had.”

I stared into his green eyes and just knew that he wasn’t feeding me a line. Yeah, I might have only met him a few hours ago, but with the exception of Harding, Patrick, and Heady, I had good instincts when it came to people, and Kirk Nabers was one of the good guys.

Because I could feel something special happening between me and Kirk, I knew that I was going to have to be honest with him if we had any hopes of building a strong foundation for our future. I didn’t want to start our relationship out with any deceit between us, which would be sure to come back and haunt us later down the line.

“I want them to see us happy,” I said as my hands slid up his chest. “I want them to see that they haven’t ruined our chances at happiness.”

Kirk’s brows furrowed a bit as he asked, “What do you mean?”

“With your permission, I’d like to record tonight,” I answered honestly. “I want them to see exactly what they threw away with their selfishness.”

His green eyes narrowed a bit before he said, “As long as we delete it after we send them the pictures. I have a lot of respect for my family, so I do not need something like that floating around.”

“Of course,” I quickly rushed out, my heart blooming at how this man’s first thought was about protecting his family. “I’d never do anything to hurt you or the people that you love, Kirk.”

He gave me a terse nod before saying,” Okay, then go ahead and set up the camera.”

“I was going to use my phone,” I told him, hoping that he didn’t change his mind.

“That’s fine as long as it’s deleted afterwards,” he replied, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have found such an honorable man.

Stepping out of his arms, I pulled my phone from my purse, then positioned it to where it would capture everything that happened on the bed. Kirk and I were going to finally get even with the people that had hurt us, and I couldn’t wait.

When I walked back towards him, he was already lifting his shirt up over his head, and while he didn’t have a six-pack, he still looked good. Aging was inevitable, but it was also a well-known fact that men aged better than women, making Kirk Nabers a prize for sure.

Not wanting to waste any time, I reached for the buttons on his jeans as I sank to my knees, and as soon as Kirk recognized my intentions, he quickly began helping me. So, between the both of us, it wasn’t long before I had my hand wrapped around his thick heat, and while not huge, he had enough inches to make a woman very happy.

“You want to suck my dick, darling?” he asked as he looked down at me, and I felt positively giddy to know that he was a good dirty talker, not like Gil. The video would pack that much more of a punch to hear how much we wanted each other.

“Yes,” I whimpered, doing my best to be every porn star that ever existed.

“Then what are you waiting for?” he taunted, making me moan.

Leaning forward, I wrapped my lips around the head of his dick, and when I felt his hand cup the back of my head, I knew that we were about to put on one hell of a show. Kirk wanted his revenge just as much as I did, making him the perfect partner for this.

Of course, there was also the fact that this was more than just sex; I’d felt it at dinner, and I felt it now. God had brought Kirk into my life to make up for Patrick and Harding, and I wasn’t going to let stubbornness rob me of this miracle. While I still wanted Harding to pay for what he’d done to me, I was the type of person to always choose love, and that’s what I was doing now, even if revenge had been the original motive.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he groaned, and I hoped that he was saying it loud enough for my phone to pick up.

With my hand wrapped around the base of his dick, I employed every trick that I’d ever heard of, and Kirk was doing his part by moving his hips vigorously, showing the camera just how much he loved what I was doing to him. I was also going to swallow every drop when he got ready to cum just to add the cherry on top.

“Keep that up, and I’m going to cum in that sweet mouth of yours, darling,” he warned, and while I wanted him to speak louder, I decided to keep working him into a frenzy for the camera.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure how long I’d been sucking him off when I felt both his hands grip the back of my hair, his hips moving fast enough to make me gag. He was about to cum, and I was here for it. I was here for it because I knew that he was going to hold me afterwards. Even though I’d just met him, I knew that he wasn’t the type of man to cut and run. He was going to be here in the morning, and I couldn’t wait to wake up in his arms.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” he grunted, and when that first rope of cream hit my tongue, I immediately began to take everything that he had to give. For the most part, all men tasted the same, so this wasn’t anything that I wasn’t used to or prepared for.

Aware of the camera, I licked his cock like it was my favorite dessert, and Kirk was reacting just as I’d hoped; appreciative and eager for more. I also didn’t want to make the same mistake that I’d had with Harding, in that I might have said no more often than not when he’d wanted to have sex. I wanted Kirk to know that I was willing to be whatever he needed me to be in order to make this relationship work. I needed to make the best first impression, and so I was going to make sure tonight was everything that Kirk had ever dreamed about.

When he was finally beginning to soften in my mouth, I gave him a sly look as I got to my feet. “That’s just the beginning.”

“Glad to hear it,” he said as he pulled me towards him. “I’m not even close to finished with you.”

I pushed him playfully on the bed, then got back down on my knees before I began to take off his shoes. Men liked being catered to, so this subservient move was sure to give me some brownie points in winning Kirk over. Of course, he must already be interested if he was here with me, so I didn’t imagine that I’d have to do much to make him commit, but every little bit still helped.

“You look really good in that position,” he teased, and I smiled up at him, glad to finally have a man that knew how to appreciate me.

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