“Yes, baby. I’ll be your lunch any day.” She winked and hopped into the passenger side of my truck.
Best part of my job? Coming and going as I pleased. Which meant if I wanted to take my girl home on my lunch break and have my way with her, I would.
“You’ll have to feed me after. I’ve got a lot of orders to work on this afternoon.”
I winked at her as I started my truck. “Oh, you know I’ll feed you, sweetheart. In more ways than one.”
“I have no doubts.” She reached over and ran her hand over my lap, her fingers trailing over my hardening dick. She scooted closer to me and rubbed her fingers along my growing erection, and before I knew it, her hand had slipped inside my jeans and wrapped around my cock.
“Shit, that feels good.” I groaned as she stroked up and down and pulled my cock free from pants. “You know we’ll be home in seconds.”
“I can’t wait any longer.” Amara grinned and then lowered her head, her plump lips wrapping around my dick and sucking hard.
I nearly crashed my truck into the side of the road as I drove back to our cabin. Less than two minutes later, I parked my truck in the driveway, Amara slurping on my cock like it was the best damn thing she’d ever tasted.
“Fuck, sweetheart. Your mouth is amazing.”
She hummed around the shaft of my dick, sending vibrations up my spine and moved up to the head, wrapping her tongue around the sensitive top. I bucked my hips, the sensation pure fucking pleasure. She continued like a champ and when I knew I was close, I pulled her off me, tucked my dick back in my jeans, and carried her inside.
I didn’t stop until we made it to the couch where I sat down, took my cock out once more, and pulled her into my lap, her hot wet pussy sinking deep onto my dick.
Up and down, Amara bounced on my dick, as I buried my face between her breasts and gripped her ass cheeks hard.
Crazy and sweaty, we fucked like animals until we fell apart together, our orgasms crashing together at full speed, her wet juices covering my dick.
After a five-minute break, we went for round two. And only then, with our limbs numb from pleasure, did I feed her a delicious lunch of chicken salad sandwiches before leaving her again to finish my day.
And when her shop opened officially only two weeks later, it finally felt like everything in my life clicked into place.
EPILOGUE
Amara
It was openingday for my flower shop. Thane’s parents came for the celebration, along with his brother Ryerson and his girlfriend Marcella. My mom made the trip out and even a few customers I had long standing relationships had come out to support and celebrate.
I beamed with pride as I looked around at my flower shop, my dream having finally come true.
With a sexy man by my side, cheering me on and loving me endlessly, it felt like anything was possible.
We were standing in the proof of it, right here.
“I knew you’d get there, my love. You always were so determined.” My mother said as she held a toast to my new shop. “And to your new boyfriend, soon to be fiancée I hope, who makes you happier than I’d ever seen you before.” She wiped her tears and held up her glass. “To Amara and Thane and to dreams coming true!”
We all cheered and clinked glasses before sipping our wine.
“I’m going to bug the shit out of you.” Marcella came up beside me and pulled me in for a hug. We’d gotten closer since I met her at a family dinner and she gushed about her own love of plants and working at the garden center. She helped me place my first order for flowers and supplies I would need and said she’d be willing to help me anytime. When she wasn’t on a book deadline, of course.
“If it’s you bugging the shit out of me, I’m down for it anytime.” I hugged her. “Thank you for all your help.”
“Anytime, girl. We’re gonna be sisters.” She winked before hurrying off to kiss Ryerson.
I looked around for my own man and found him standing by the drinks table, watching me. My entire body heated under his intense gaze and when he beckoned me to him with his finger, I was putty in his hands. Everyone else in the room faded away, my focus directly on him and no one else.
I strutted towards him in the sexy way I knew he liked and when I got close, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me flush against him. “Mmm, I missed you already.”
“You were watching me the whole time.” I laughed before I kissed him.
“But I wasn’t touching you. There’s a difference.”