Page 27 of Switchin' Lanes
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Diesel
Once Tink gets comfortable,she lays her head on my chest. The scent of peaches and vanilla assaults my nose. I run my fingers through her hair giving it a light tug. A breathy moan falls from her lips, making my dick hard. She moves her leg up mine, closer to my cock. I clear my throat with a cough.
“The brownies should be cooled off. Want me to get you one,” I ask her.
“Sure, I’d like that.” She sits up, pulling her knees to her chest. I stand and walk into the kitchen. Grabbing a knife, I cut the brownies into even squares. Taking two out, I place them on a paper towel and take them back to Tink.
“They smell amazing,” she says.
“They taste even better.” I sit next to her. Tearing a piece off one, I hold it to her mouth. “Here, try it.”
She smiles before wrapping her lips around the brownie and my fingers. She moans as she pulls her face back.
“Pixie, if you keep moanin’ like that, you’re gonna make me combust.”
Her eyes come to mine, a devilish gleam shining in them. “Is that so?”
“You’re tryin’ to push me to the edge, aren’t you?” I smirk.
“I wasn’t, but I might be now.” She winks.
I set the brownies on the coffee table and turn my body so I’m facing her. “You sure you wanna go there?”
“What would you do if I said yes?”
I slide my hand into her hair, gently pulling her head back. I kiss the corner of her mouth. Moving down, I leave a trail of kisses along her neck and across her collar bone. Placing one last kiss on the front of her neck, I slowly let her hair go. Her breathing is erratic and lust fills her eyes.
“Trying to pull me to the edge with you?” She grins.
“I might be.” I throw her words back at her. She bites her bottom lip.
“Maybe we can pick up where we left off in the kitchen?” There’s an innocence in her tone I’m not used to. I cup the side of her neck in my hand.
“I’d like that a lot.”
She slams her lips against mine and I pick her up, setting her on my lap so she’s straddling mine. Her fingers slide up the back of my head and into my hair, grabbing a fistful. I nip at her bottom lip, earning a gasp from her. She grinds herself against my dick.
“We can move to my room if you want,” she breathes out.
“I want what you want,” I tell her. “so tell me, is it what you want?”
She nods her head.
“I need to hear you say it.”
“It’s what I want,” she says.
I stand, holding her by the back of her thighs and carry her to her room. I know Lolita said she was leaving, but I kick the door closed behind me in case she decides to show up. I lay Tink on the bed softly. She instantly slips her shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor, revealing her luscious tits. I inhale a sharp breath before grabbing the waistband of her sweats, pulling them down. I slip out of my cut, laying it over her desk chair, and pull my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side.
“You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.” I admire her body and the confidence fuming off her as she lays on display for me with a smile painted on her face. I grab a condom out of my wallet and toss it beside her, then kneel on the bed. I kiss the inside of her thigh just above her knee and make my way up. She arches her back the closer I get to her pussy. I pass it, moving to her hips and kissing each of them. I suck her skin into my mouth, leaving a small hickey when I release it.
“Jared,” she moans out. Hearing her say my name makes my dick even harder.
“Tell me what you want, Pixie.”
“Your mouth, on me,” she says.
