Page 8 of Greedy Grizzly
“It’s hard to tell, peanut.”
No. No. No! It was Lynx and Sadie.Shit!
“Hi, honey.” Libby removed one of her hands and it felt like she waved.
“What are you doing up there? Why is Uncle Grizz’s head under your dress?” Sadie asked in an incredibly innocent voice. If seeing us like this scarred her for life, I’d never forgive myself.
“Um… Um… Um, y’know…” Libby muttered nervously.
Lynx snorted, and I just knew he was about to say something that embarrassed me. “My guess is, he’s checking for ticks or smelling the roses.”
“Your dress smells like roses?” Sadie asked Libby in a surprised tone. “Can I smell it, too?”
My heart stopped, and I winced in pain as Libby’s nails sliced through my scalp. I was impressed by her stillness. Most women would have collapsed under the pressure of a child staring at them. At this moment, I was glad I couldn’t see Sadie’s or Lynx’s face.
“Maybe another time, peanut. Say good-bye.”
“Bye, Libby. Bye, Uncle Grizz.”
“Next time, I’ll let my curious peanut loose on you two.” Lynx laughed obnoxiously. I was confident he had his notorious smirk displayed. Not a single day had gone by where Lynx didn’t smirk. It was a vital part of his being, sort of like breathing.
And he didn’t stop laughing, not even after the screen door to the kitchen slammed shut. I could hear him inside. Mortification flooded my lungs.
“You know he’s telling the old ladies that he caught you smelling the roses.” Libby massaged my head. “If you could’ve seen their faces.”
“Glad I didn’t.” I pulled out from under her dress and looked up at her. “We’re done here.”
She pushed her bottom lip out and wiped my mouth with her hand. “I figured, and I was so close.”
“Me too.” I took her hands and helped her down, then rubbed my aching cock.
“Come with me.” She guided me behind the gazebo to where a large tree shaded the area. She pushed me up against it, tugged my jeans down past my hips and pulled out my swollen, angry dick.
I swept my gaze around the yard. No one was in sight as Libby got on her knees and took me into her mouth. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I exhaled in relief. She always took such good care of me.
But it washisface I imagined as she sucked me into her throat. I didn’t know what it would be like to be with him, so I could pretend it was Toby doing all the things I enjoyed instead of Libby. If I didn’t see her, my imagination could go to my hidden desires.
I kept my hands at my sides, careful to not touch her and ruin my fantasy.
Warmth spread through my groin up to my belly. His blue eyes pinned me in place as he increased his speed and suction. Watching my dick disappear into his mouth had me gasping for air. My heart raced, and my skin heated. Any second, I’d shoot ropes of my cum down his throat.
I wanted nothing more than to return the favor, to pleasure him as he did me, while I memorized his body and burned the flavor of his cum onto my tongue.
Suddenly, my body locked up and I blew like a hot geyser. His blue gaze was locked on mine and I felt my soul reach for his. He gripped my thighs and swallowed every drop, milking me dry.
A dog barked off in the distance, forcing my eyes to open. Reality set in…
I sagged against the tree, my knees nearly giving out, after my powerful release. Staring at me with a victorious smile was my blonde beauty.
“That was explosive.” She wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up.
“Yeah.” Instantly, I felt guilty for imagining Toby. Knowing Libby, she wouldn’t have cared or felt betrayed. But in my heart, it felt like I’d just cheated on her for how badly I wished it had been Toby Hamilton.
And he was coming for a visit.
And he needed to tell me something life-changing.
Great. I couldn’t wait to have my heart ripped out of my chest with his “life-changing” news. Why did I have to want him so badly? Dream of being with him like I was with Libby?
