Page 137 of Flaunt
Now,thatis heaven. Sara, me, our kids … maybe some chickens.
“My cock is so hard that if you move, I’ll come. I swear it.” I grab her hips. “Don’t move or I’ll come in you, Sara.”
She laughs, amused by my reaction.
“This isn’t funny. You don’t tell a man who’s obsessed with you that you want him to impregnate you. That’s hot as fuck.”
“So is that a yes?”
“How about this?” I start to move but feel the impending explosion and stop. “My answer to everything is yes. If you want to get married—pick a day and tell me where to be. If you want tofinallymove in—tell me when to get your shit. If you want to have a baby—climb on this dick and ride it.” I smile at her. “I’m here for it all with you. On your timeline. When you’re ready, I’m already there.”
She presses off my chest and smiles. If love isn’t what she’s looking at me with, then I’ve never seen it before.
Slowly, she turns her hips into a circle, grinding her pussy against my cock.
“Sara …” I groan, my jaw flexing as I try to hold it back. “I mean it.”
She switches direction, moving a little faster.
“Dammit,” I say, squeezing her hips so hard I expect her to yelp.
“Come in me, Banks.”
Done.
She meets me push for push, flex for flex. She fucks me as I growl into the air, filling her with my come. As I swell inside her, she screams, rocking against me as she rides out her own orgasm.
I try to keep my eyes open, desperate to watch her take me like this for the first time. But the climax is too sharp, too powerful, that I squeeze my eyes shut and let the sensation take over.
She falls into a heap on my chest, sucking in ragged breaths. I wrap my arms around her and hold her on my chest.
“You are literal perfection,” I say, kissing the top of her head. “I mean it.”
She hugs me, her cheeks pressed against my pectoral muscle. “I love you.”
She could say it a million times—a billion times a day—and I’d never get sick of hearing her saying those words.
“I love you,” I say, running my fingers through her hair.
Something starts buzzing under my ass. I fish around until I pull it out.
Request from*KixxDaddy for the amount of $1000.00 for the drinks you half finished, aka wasted, throughout your life. Consider this a deal.
I laughand then turn off my phone.
“What do you want to do today?” she asks me. “I start at Petterson tomorrow, so I want to use the day to the best of my advantage.”
I shrug. “We can fuck again.”
She laughs. “Besides that.”
“Oh.” I think about it. “We need to go to the grocery store. What do you want to do?”
“I told Bethany maybe we’d come and get her for dinner tonight.”
“Sounds good.”
I draw faint circles on Sara’s back and think about all that’s happened with the Sabrina and Bethany situation. The way Jess and Foxx talked to Sara and expressed their disdain for what happened to her. Foxx even said more than five words. It was quite a day. And somehow, shortly after that, Sabrina broke up with Gary, her asshole boyfriend, and called Sara to talk. I’m not sure what took place to cause Sabrina’s change of tune, but I’m happy for Sara and Bethany.
