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A little bit slid out past her lips, running down her chin and down her neck. I just watched it all unfold, as she made a show of closing her mouth and swallowing it all down.

I was so turned on by the sight before me, seeing how dirty my girl could be, that I grabbed her by the back of the head while I leaned forward, licking up the escaping cum from her neck - licking all the way up her lips. I crashed my lips to hers and absolutely devoured her.

She hummed in response and I felt her grinning into our kiss, feeling proud of herself I’m sure.

I just groaned as I hauled her up from the floor and into my lap. “You need to get naked. Rightfuckingnow. I need to suck your tits. I need my cock inside you. I need you to have your way with me more often.”

And she did just that. Entering us into a whole new era of our sex life.

52

SCOTTIE ANDERSON

Nicholas had been acting… weird for the past week. Maybe “weird” wasn’t the right word.

He was already super attentive and affectionate, but it was like he’d turned it up - by one hundred. I was used to his stomach rubs, him fondling my breasts, and our very active sex life. But… it had only intensified.

I really didn’t think itcouldintensify. But I was so very wrong.

Deliciously wrong. I think he’s turned me into a sex addict.

Even when Nick was away for his away games, he managed togreatlysatisfy me. But truth be told, I needed the time he was away to recover. The man was insatiable. It was like he couldn’t get enough of me.

And I mean, ditto.

I was absolutely addicted to him and his magic, pierced, unicorn dick. Because I’d quickly realized on basically day one that he was in fact a unicorn of a man, with a unicorn dick.

I counted my lucky stars every single day.

However… I wasn’t used to this muchdicking. And certainly not as thoroughly as Nick took care of me. And take care of me he did, which was another thing he’d really ramped up doing.I guess those four years he spent studying all there is to learn about sex really came in handy andgreatlyto my benefit.

No complaints here! Highly recommend. Ten out of ten stars. Way to go Zeiders University!

He had taken up giving me nightly foot massages, sent me care packages when he wasn’t home, and he’d gotten me hooked on some new caffeine-free coffee. I never would have thought I’d like it, but it was fucking delicious.

To my surprise, even the Caffeinated Cock carried it now.

I was still so tired. I could literally sleep for twelve hours and still be bone tired. I didn’t get it.

I was eating well, Nicholas saw to that, staying hydrated, and Nicholas had gotten me on some vitamin regiment alongside him. Every morning he’d text me to remind me to take my vitamins when he was away.

He was so caring and nurturing. How did I get so lucky?

As I stretched from where I lay on the couch, my bra shimmied up and I couldn’t help but wince in a slight pain from how sore my boobs were. I cupped them and realized how swollen and tender they felt. My fingers rubbed over my hyper-sensitive nipples and I realized how turned on I felt.

Before I could do anything with that, my phone started ringing. Seeing it was Nicholas, I quickly answered, “Hey babe! Are you on your way home?”

He seemed out of breath when he answered, “Yep. So, ahh, what are you doing?”

“Me? No-nothing. Sitting on the couch, why?”

“Oh, just wondering,” he replied. “I’ll be home in less than fifteen minutes, I’m getting off the Thruway now. Keep me company while I drive?”

“Sure,” I replied. “How was your flight back? That seemed like a tough game last night, how are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. The flight was fine,” he said super clipped. His tone then changed, became more seductive. “But like, what were you doing right before I called?”

I thought back, still feeling the tinge of arousal. Deciding to play with him, torture him a little, I cozied into the couch a little more and started circling my nipple once more with my spare hand. “Well,” I began, “I was stretching when I realized how sensitive my breasts were.”