Page 161 of Forgotten Comeback
“Brin.”
Brin. I was so close.
“I’ll be back with those buckets,” Brin says, disappearing.
“Not even a hint of flirting,” I tell Taylor.
She rolls her eyes with a smile, feeding me a sushi roll.
I’m not hungry, but I’ll never pass up the offer of this woman feeding me. I chew and swallow before asking her, “How’s your hand? You should ice your knuckles.”
She shakes her head, showing off her right fist. “It’s gone down quite a bit. Steve got me an ice pack after he freaked out.”
“I bet he did.” I chuckle. “Nice KO.” My lips gently kiss each of her knuckles.
“Thanks. I have so much respect for what you do, because that shit’s hard,” she says in awe.
“You know what else is hard?” I say suggestively.
“Your head?”
I laugh, pulling her into my lap.
“Gavin?” Taylor wraps her arms around my neck.
“Yes, man-eater?”
“Are you really okay? Earlier, when I found you…” She trails off.
I let out a long breath. “Spent some time in a straightjacket during my involuntary residency. I don’t like being confined like that.”
She nods, pressing her lips gently to mine.
It starts gently, but quickly our tongues battle against each other, and damn, it’s been too long since I was inside this woman. My hands cup Taylor’s ass, nestling her warm apex directly on my growing erection.
“Something’s different,” Taylor breathes, rolling her hips.
“Raise on your knees.” She does so, as I unbuckle my belt and remove my throbbing cock.
Taylor’s lips part, her eyes blown out with lust.
“Thought my future wife would like another rug on the ladder.” I show off my new barbell. “Since we weren’t having sex, I had time to let this new piercing heal.”
“Get inside me now,” Taylor demands.
A smirk stretches my lips. “Beg for it.”
“Please, Gavin.” Her throaty voice has my dick jumping. “I want you…to go fuck yourself.”
Knew it was coming, but I laugh anyway. “You really wanna masturbate with each other, or do you want your favorite body part of mine?”
“I want your dick, and you damn well know it.” She practically snarls.
“Mmm.” My hips buck involuntarily. “Shift around, baby, with your back to me. I’m gonna make you see stars.”
She does so without hesitation.
“That’s it,” I murmur, as I bunch her dress up. “No panties.” I groan at the feel of her pussy kissing the head of my dick.
