Page 31 of Abel

Mainly because she had me hornier than hell the way she was playing with my dick the whole way here.

The way she was rubbing my piercing through my jeans had me damn near on edge. I can only imagine how good it would have felt if we were skin to skin, without the barrier of my jeans in the way.

We’ll find out soon enough.

Pulling into the driveway of my two-story brick home, I swing Gertrude around back and park her.

I’m so painfully hard, I can’t stand it. Climbing off my bike before she has time to move, I yank the helmet off and crush our lips together in a kiss that will burn anyone standing near us.

God she tastes so good.

It feels good to take what I want, no, what I need from this kiss with no questions asked.

Once my hunger is finally satiated, I release her lips. Taking a deep, calming breath, I wait for her to say something. “Fuck, that was, that was totally unexpected.” That’s not what I expected, but it damn sure boosts my ego.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” My hands wrap around her hips as I help her off my bike, guiding her to the entrance of my home. I can’t keep my hands off her and every chance I get, I’m kissing her neck, squeezing her hips, or smacking her ass as she walks in front of me.

“Abel!” She squeals with the biggest smile on her face, soaking up every minute of it. “What if your neighbors are looking?”

“Well, we better give them something to look at.” I laugh, untucking her skirt, and moving it aside to show off her ass.

“Abel, stop that!” She giggles, swatting at my hands.

“No, I won’t. You have a great ass that demands to be seen.” She does have a great ass, and I don’t mind showing my neighbors what it looks like since they’re on the older side. But she doesn’t need to know that. As long as that smile is on her face, I’ll do it over and over again.

Unfortunately, I have to pause long enough for me to get my keys out. While fumbling away at them, she takes the opportunity to repay me for fucking with her.

She begins poking me in my sides, smacking my ass, and blowing raspberries against my cheeks.

Keys in hand, I peck her lips every so often in between and finally insert it into the lock. Pushing the door open, I usher her inside when out of nowhere comes my furry friends.

“Oh, no you don’t. Don’t you dare jump on her.” I yell, causing both of them to stop mid stride. “Where are your manners? Sit.” I command, they follow, waiting for me to continue but Ivy interrupts me.

“Oh, my goodness! They are so beautiful. Can I pet them, please?” She begs, not waiting for me to give her the okay before she bends down and starts loving on them. “Aren’t you both just the cutest and sweetest things ever? Come here my sweet babies.” She coos, and it goes straight to my dick.

“Yeah they are, but now it’s time for them to go to bed.” I bark out the command, watching them untangle themselves from Ivy’s grasp and heading to their room.

“Those are some of the finest animals I’ve ever seen, Abel.”

Watching her, swaying those delicious hips from side to side is intoxicating.

I want nothing more than to worship every inch of her body the way she deserves, but as soon as she takes more steps inside, I know she’s taken aback by what she sees.

Walking ahead of me, soaking it all in when she stops in the center of the room, “You have a mudroom?” She squeals with delight.

“I sure do, but the time for a tour is not now. You,Marrone Dolce, have a dick appointment.” She frowns. “Oh, don’t do that now. You were Billy badass while playing with my cock on the bike ride home. Plus, I told you if you kept it up, you would get spanked.”

Her mouth drops open, giving me a view of how wide it can get when it’s time to put my cock there. “Spanking me is the only way I’ll learn.” She pouts, hugging herself while swaying those hips that were meant to birth my babies. She looks downright brattyandsexy.

“Tell you what,” I say, grabbing said birthing hips, loving the way they feel. “I’ll feed you first, then fuck you afterwards. How does that sound?”

“Feed me later, fuck me now… If you can catch me.” She yells, taking off running.

My house is big enough, but not that hard for her to navigate around without knowing where she’s going.

“Oh, I’ll catch you,Marrone Dolce, because you don’t know my house like I do.” I take off behind her, following her scent.

Down the hall I go when I spot her gold, sequin top lying on a side table. Picking it up and bringing it to my nose, I take a deep whiff, loving the way she smells.

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