Page 43 of The C*ck Down the Block

I wanted to tell her, wanted to shout out how much I loved her. But I didn’t want her to think it was something said in the heat of this moment.

Tomorrow, when we were wrapped up in each other’s arms, cozy, warm, and well sated, that’s when I would tell her I love her. I had for so long.

Her sweet little gasps turned into full-on pants, and after three orgasms, I recognized the signs now. “You’re close again, aren’t you, baby?”

She nodded. “Yes, ooh, yes. God, I’ve never come this many times before.”

Hell yeah. “I’m gonna want at least a couple more out of you tonight. Now come here and put that pretty mouth on my cock again.”

She continued to rock her hips and it matched the up and down movement of her head. My balls were already tightening up, and I was going to come so hard. “That’s it, take my dick deep. I’m gonna come down your throat.”

Her body shook and she lost her rhythm as she came, and fuck if I could hold back for another second. “Fuck, Trixie, fuck. That’s my girl, fuck. I lo—”

I almost yelled that I loved her as I came into her hot wet mouth. But I clenched my teeth and groaned out my release. My whole body tingled, and I couldn’t stop from thrusting just a little bit deeper, feeling her throat working to swallow every drop I was giving her.

When I didn’t have anything left, I pulled out, and she practically collapsed onto the floor. I’d be worried except she started giggling her ass off. I crawled down there next to her and wrapped her in my arms.

“You doing all right there, chickadee?”

She waved her hand around, not communicating very well at all, giggled a little more, but snuggled into me. “Sorry, I think this is a reaction from too much oxytocin, serotonin, and dopamine, from all the orgasms.”

“You’re fucking adorable. Anyone else would have just said it was from great sex.”

She was quiet for a moment, and then another giggle popped out. “I’m overly sex educated.”

“I think tonight you’re over sexed. Come on, giggly. Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed. Where, if you give me just a little while, I’ll fuck you nice and slow later.”

“Mmm. That sounds just as fun.” She didn’t move from my arms, and so I once again picked her up, but this time carried her to the bathroom where we went straight into her nice, big walk-in shower. “Oh, geez, you really don’t have to carry me everywhere.”

“I don’t have to, I want to, I love to.” I love you. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t say them. Instead I slid her down my body and turned on the water. She was basically a noodle woman at this point, and I soaped us both up quickly, and we were back out of there before the water even got hot.

She had nice big, fluffy towels, and I wrapped her up in one, grabbed one that I swung quickly around my waist, and led her back to the bed. She practically collapsed into the billion pillows, and I threw a couple of them off so I could wrap my body around hers.

I didn’t need more pillows because her whole body was like one big soft pillow, and I could so easily fall asleep holding her right now. I yawned and let the contented satisfaction of having her in my arms wash through me. “We’ll just take a little nap. I think you maybe sucked the life out of me back there.”

“Oh.” She yawned too, and I loved the sleepy sound of her voice. She was well satisfied, and I’d done that to her. “I didn’t, umm, suck too hard, did I?”

Her words were already fading into sleep.

I dipped my face to her neck and gave her a dozen little kisses. “No, you were a very good girl and sucked me all too well.”

“Good. Because I haven’t ever done that before.” Her voice was so soft, I almost didn’t hear her.

What? Like... what? “You mean you’ve never gotten off while sucking somebody’s dick?”

Her answer was the cutest little snore. I closed my eyes too. I’d ask her about what she’d said when I woke her up later. And I was definitely not waiting more than a few hours to have her under me moaning my name again.

Except the next thing I knew, Luke fucking Skycocker was crowing and sunshine was streaming in through the open window.

Trixie jerked awake, looked at me like I was a serial killer in her bed, fumbled around for her glasses, and looked behind me. “Oh shitbuckets. I didn’t set the alarm last night. I’m late for work.”

She flew out of the bed, smothering me in the covers. By the time I found my way back out, she already had her bra on and was pulling on her panties and trying to put a dress on at the same time.

“I’d help, but I might just get in your way.”

She got the dress on, ran over to me, gave me a fucking hot kiss, and then ran for the bathroom. I heard the sink turn on, the fastest teeth brushing in the west, and when she came out, her hair was up in a cute ponytail. “I’m so sorry. I wish we could snuggle and have breakfast, and do... some other things, and talk, but I’m on opening duty and the library is supposed to open in, oh god, fifteen minutes.”

“Do what you gotta do, babe. I’ll see you when you get off work. Then I’ll get you off some more.”

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