Page 77 of Three Not-So-Little Words
“You look so fucking sexy,” I tell her.
“Do you want to know the best part?”
“What’s that?”
Her fingertips grab the bottom hem of the lingerie. “I’m not wearing any panties.”
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
I run my hand up and down her smooth thigh, prompting her to put one of her feet up on the bed. With her legs spread, I reach under the soft fabric and begin toying with her pussy. She lets out cute little moans as my fingers rub the sensitive area.
Her hands brace on my shoulders again as I push two fingers inside.
“Already so wet for me,” I say.
Throwing her head back, she exhales a breathy moan. “I’ve been wet all fucking week.”
“Stay just like that,” I tell her while sliding off the bed and onto the floor. Still fingering her, I am able to eat her at the same time.
I can tell she is trying hard as hell to stay standing by the way her hands are clenching my head. I lock my arms around her hips to help give her some stability.
I know she’s close. When she’s moaning, “Fuck,” over and over again, we are in the homestretch.
After she coats my face with her release, she has me get onto the bed. She kicks off her heels and joins me.
“Condom?” She asks, so I grab one from the nightstand. I can’t do anything else before she snatches it.
In the blink of an eye, she has it open and rolled onto my shaft. Then, she climbs on top backwards. As she sinks onto me, I have the perfect view of her ass.
I think it can’t possibly get any better until she starts riding me. Her ass jiggles with every movement. It’s so fucking sexy I can barely hold on. But there’s no way that I am finishing before she gets off again.
So, for now, I’ll enjoy the view and hang on for dear life.
After we finish, she gets comfortable next to me.
“I’m really happy you came over tonight,” I tell her.
“Me too. What can I say? I kind of missed you.”
I pull her close. “I missed you too. So, did you hang out with anyone on your trip?” the moment I ask it, I realize just how jerky it sounds. “Sorry. Feel free not to answer that. I know this whole thing is casual.”
She looks up at me and smiles. “No, I didn’t see or hang out with anyone else. In fact, all I thought about was you.”
I don’t respond right away, and she adds, “Shut up. If you tell anyone I was sweet, I’ll deny it.”
“Your secret is safe with me.” I kiss the top of her head.
As great as this moment is, I know I need to tell her. When the booze wears off, she’s going to figure out that I have a kid. I’d rather it come from me.
“Ronnie, I need to tell you something.”
I wait for her response, but all I get is a soft snore.
Damnit.
Okay, first thing in the morning, I'll tell her.
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