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“Me?” Brock acts like he has no idea what Charlie is talking about. “I just was repeating what I heard around the shop. It’s no secret he doesn’t like her.” He shrugs.

“How much of an asshole were you to Everleigh the first time you walked into the bar and saw her?” Charlie asks him, and Brock just looks at him and grins. “That’s how he feels about Lilah.”

I gasp and look over at Brock, who is just as shocked as I am. “But he’s a horse’s ass and as stubborn as a mule. So that is a lot of fun for all of us. We all know she’s off-limits to anyone. Caleb just didn’t get that memo.”

“Well, if he’s smart,” I chime in, “he’ll stop playing games. It’s going to be very cold in that bed of his.”

I pick up my drink and down it in two gulps, grimacing all the way. “Are we done yet?” I ask Brock.

“Yeah, baby,” he confirms, pushing me away from him and getting up before reaching into his back pocket and putting sixty dollars on the bar top.

“Do we have to say goodbye?” I ask, and he shakes his head, walking out of the bar. The whole time we walk back to his truck, he’s touching me softly. From his hands grazing mine to his hand holding my neck softly, it feels like his hands are everywhere. He is about to open the door for me when he pushes me against it. I watch as he presses his chest to mine. “I’m going to eat your pussy when we get home.” He turns to the side and slides my skirt up, feeling the wetness on the lace panties. “Then I’m going to fuck your pussy with the bigger plug up there.” I swear if he touches me now, I would come on him. “Then after that, you are going to get on your hands and knees, and I’m going to fuck that ass of yours.” I close my eyes, and I have to put my knees together. “Is that okay with you?”

“When do I get your cock in my mouth?” I ask, and he smirks.

“On the way home,” he states as he pushes away from me, opens the door, and waits for me to get in. I bend to tease him, but it’s me who gets teased when he pushes the butt plug deeper into me.

He gets into the truck, and my hands are already on the buttons of his jeans. “That’s my girl,” he praises when I free his cock at the same time as he pulls out of the parking lot. I suck as much of his cock as I can, his jeans restricting it.

“Fuck, I’m going to come down your throat,” he informs me when he stops the truck, and his hips jerk up to fuck my mouth. “Suck the cum out of me,” he growls. “Take every fucking last drop.” I moan on his cock as he shoots his cum to the back of my throat. I swallow it all, and when I let him go, I look around and see we’re in his driveway.

“On my bed, spread open,” he says, and I grab the bag.

“Fuck eating my pussy,” I say as I walk up the steps, my knees almost pushed together. “I need to be fucked.”

“Don’t tell me what to do with my pussy,” he mutters as he devours my mouth, opening the door. His hands frantically grip my tits as my hands go to his zipper. The kiss is all tongue, and when I get to his bedroom, he strips me in two fucking movements, tossing the bag to the side of the bed. “Back now.”

I do as he tells me. My whole body feels like it’s going to explode when I watch him undress. His cock is semi hard, still shiny from my mouth. He puts one knee on the bed, crawling over to me. “Look at this pussy,” he praises, his hand coming down and slapping it, my hips bucking, “and this ass.” He uses the loop that is out of my ass as he turns it around in a circle. “It’s fucking soaked.”

“Fuck me, Brock.” I move my hands to grip my own tits, pinching my nipples. “Fuck me good.”

He reaches over for the bag, dumping the contents on the bed beside me and grabbing my vibrator. “This is what has been in my pussy?” he asks as he rubs the pink vibrator up and down my slit, putting the tip of the cock inside me, making me pant.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he demands, and I roll over, doing as I’m told. My body aches for him. “This is better,” he says, slapping one of my ass cheeks before he takes the vibrator and slides the head into me again. I grip the sheets in my hands. “Grab the rose, baby, and stick it to your clit.” I can’t even see straight right now as my hand moves around beside me. I grab the rose, place it on my clit, and turn it on. The minute it sucks my clit in, I moan. “Hmm,” he groans from behind me. “You got my cock so hard right now,” he states as his tongue slides into me. “Pussy dripping wet, ass nice and tight.” He turns the butt plug. “I’m going to fuck you now.” The head of his cock moves into me, the pressure pushing into my ass. “Fuck, you're even tighter,” he hisses out as he slides his cock all the way inside me. I swear my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Grip my cock like you want me to come in you,” he instructs, and I try to focus. “Your pussy doesn’t feel like it wants to get fucked.”

“I want to get fucked,” I pant. “Show me how much you missed fucking my ass.” I look over my shoulder as he pulls his cock out of my pussy. At the same time, I feel the plug start to pull out of my ass, but then he slams his cock into me and the plug in my ass. “Brock,” I call out as he moves the plug at the same time as his cock. “I’m going to come,” I warn him. “It’s going to be a big one.” I feel it in my bones, knowing I’m about to come like I don’t think I’ve ever come before. “Don’t stop.”

He slaps my ass as he pushes me over the edge. The orgasm rips through me as I gush around his cock. My arms almost shake as he pounds me without remorse. “You ready?” he asks. I don’t have a chance to answer him because I feel like I’m floating out of my body. The plug is taken out of me. “Going to fuck you now,” he says, and his cock enters my ass. My pussy feels empty as it drips to the bed. “Got the head in,” he says how it’s going, pulling out and then giving me more. “Halfway, baby, you good?”

“Yes,” I hiss, the rose still on my clit.

He fucks my ass until he’s all the way in. “You have it all,” he informs me. “Now fuck yourself.”

I look over my shoulder at him, knowing that he lets me do all the work. “Show me how much you like me in your ass.” I grip the sheets, moving my body forward and then back. “Yeah, that’s it,” he urges me on. “You want more?” he asks, and I nod, needing more. “Here.” He hands me the vibrator. “Once it’s inside you, I’ll fuck your ass, and you fuck your pussy.” I reach in between, tossing the rose to the side as I turn on the vibrator. His cock is planted in my ass as I move the vibrator into me. He hisses the whole time I slowly put it in me. I shake when the rabbit ears move across my clit. “Baby,” he growls between clenched teeth, “if you don’t stop fucking around, I’m going to fuck your ass to the point you won’t be able to sit until Monday.” I smirk at him, and he pulls out and then slams back in. “Move the cock in your pussy.”

I move it in and out and then he picks up the speed, matching mine. “I’m so full,” I announce, knowing that I’m about to come again. “I think I’m going to come.”

“You aren’t the only one,” he groans, and I frantically push the vibrator in and out of me. The wetness comes out of me, soaking my hand as I close my eyes when I push the vibrator out of me, literally gushing all over his bed. My hips shake but his hands grip me so hard as he thrusts into my ass and roars out my name.

Chapter Thirty-Two

EVERLEIGH

I hunch down on my elbows, looking out of the food truck at my mother who is getting out of her car. Slamming the door shut, she finds my eyes and smiles at me. “Hi,” she says almost breathlessly, her smile filling her whole face from ear to ear.

“Hi yourself!” I shout back at her as she walks to me, but her eyes are on the bakery's window.

“You think you’re funny?” she asks, pointing at the window I made them put up paper on so she wouldn’t be able to see inside.

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