Page 151 of Sinners' Appetite
“And the rest?” I ask, leaning in to kiss her salty lips.
“Put them wherever you think they’d look good. I don’t know, honestly.”
“Dean says we should plant some wildflowers in a few of them and place them on either side of the driveway. For the bees…”
“Sounds good to me! I’ll finish up down there and hop through the shower after. What are we planning for supper?”
I snicker and bend over to grab the drill off the ground. “You…”
“Regardless of what you two think—you can’t live off pussy.”
“I’d fucking die trying…” I smirk as she turns to flash me a sexy smile then heads back down to where she was planting seeds.
A little while after placing the planters where Dean had suggested, I head back up to his cabin, stopping when I hear something banging from inside the shop, followed by a loud “FUCK!”
I head over and open the garage door, chuckling when I see Dean standing there holding a disintegrated hose up in the air.
“Need some help?” I ask as I slowly walk in.
“I fucking knew I shouldn’t have used that brand. That’s after-market parts for ya,” he heavily sighs.
“I don’t supposed you have an extra one around anywhere?” I say as I walk closer to the car he just pulled it from.
“Fuck no. I only ordered one of them. It takes about three weeks to get here by mail and it’s over a hundred dollars more expensive if I head into town for it. That is, if they actually have the part.”
“Don’t worry about the cost. I can pay for it, if you need it,” I offer.
“I wouldn’t be able to pay you back for at least a week,” he says, dropping the hose into the garbage next to him.
I snicker as he walks over to the car and leans against the side. As he runs his hand over his face in disappointment, I walk over in front of him, pinning him to the side of the car with my hips. “I know a way you can pay it off…”
I moan, reaching up to grab hold of the back of his head before passionately crashing my lips into his, my other hand grazing his cock through his pants.
He lets out a gentle moan, our tongues exploring each other before I pull back and force his head to the side, placing gentle kisses down his neck and over his collarbone.
“How much will you spot me if I let you fuck my mouth after you’re done with my ass?”
I slyly grin, biting into his skin gently. “As much as you fucking need.”
“How much for letting you stick the handle of that wrench inside my tight asshole?”
I can feel my cock throb beneath my pants the very second the words slip out from between his lips. “Fuck. I’d buy you a brand new fucking car,” I hiss as I reach inside his pants to pull his cock out.
I start to jerk him off a little before pulling my hand away from him. “Turn around,” I demand, reaching beside me to grab the wrench he just mentioned.
I wonder what Nikki would think if she saw this.
I kinda wish she was in here.
Reaching down, I spread his ass-cheeks open and spit down onto him a few times before rubbing the cold metal around his hole. He lets out a soft whimper as I reach around and grab his cock with my other hand, jerking him off as I push the handle past his tight entrance.
“Fuck. Me—that feels so fucking good,” Dean groans, slamming his palms into the side of the car as I sink the handle in deeper.
As my grip tightens around his cock, jerking him harder and faster, I thrust the handle in and out of him, picking up speed when he starts to shake. “I’m gonna pull this out and slam my cock into you so fucking hard that you’ll feel it in your motherfucking throat…” I growl as I pull the handle out of him and make good on my threat.
“Fuck!” he cries out, barely able to keep himself from coming as soon as I pull out and slam back into him, over and over until I feel my own orgasm building quickly in my abdomen.
I reach back around and grab his cock again, thrusting so hard into his ass that I barely have to jerk my hand up and down his shaft. He’s already being jolted forward enough so that his cock slips in and out of my hand with ease.
