Page 83 of Walking Red Flag

I stayed buried deep and closed my eyes, focusing on her breathing.

Still very much asleep.

I smiled, then immediately felt like a lecher.

She pulled away then, slipping my cock free of her cunt, and I growled in annoyance.

But she surprised me by turning and practically crawling on top of me.

“Liked that. Do it again,” she muttered, making me realize that she wasn’t as unaware as I thought she was.

She shimmied down my body, then slid back onto my cock.

I cursed, my body immediately jerking up to fill her, even though it was only slightly hard.

It quickly filled, and I realized something.

I wasn’t a goddamn teenager anymore, but I was acting like it.

“Fuck, baby,” I said.

She didn’t say anything because she was once again asleep.

I trailed my hand down her spine, my fingers finding her ass, and started to move her on top of me.

She moaned slightly, but didn’t move.

And I eventually fell asleep like that, slowly rocking myself inside of her until I could remember no more.

You know what hurts the most? My back.

—Every Millennial out there

MILENA

My body was deliciously sore.

As in, the best feeling I’d ever had in my life.

I’d lost track of how many times I’d come in the last twenty-four hours.

Ten? Fifteen?

I didn’t know, and I wasn’t about to count.

“Sweet Mary, Mother of God,” I breathed as I looked at the man doing jump ropes in my driveway. “What have I done to deserve this?”

“Who are you talking…oh.”

I felt more than saw my sister-in-law come up beside me and stand perfectly still, enjoying the show.

“Do you think he has underwear on?” Brecken whispered.

“I don’t know.” I groaned. “Probably.”

It was uncomfortable to have stuff just flopping around. I would think he was wearing something to contain the beast in his gray sweatpants.

“What are you…wow,” Maven breathed. “That’s…that’s the best thing I’ve ever seen.”

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