Page 30 of Stitch's Mercy

She glared at me with fire in her piercing, ice-blue eyes.

Oops!

“Sorry, baby. Don’t mean to be an ass. Is something wrong?” Holy fuck, she was hotter than hot with her mouth stretched wide around my cock.

More angry mumbled, but this time she grabbed both of my hips and moved them. Ah, I understood now.

“You want me to fuck your face now, don’t ya?”

She bobbed her head.

“Okay, baby.” So much for staying like this all morning. I got to fucking. To be fair, I imagined her jaw probably hurt. My poor woman. I’d enjoyed her efforts way too much and didn’t want it to end. My thoughts had distracted me enough to keep me from coming quickly. My bad.

I bucked and welcomed the sensations whirling in me.

“That’s it, Mercy.” I held onto her head and our gazes locked. “You are so fucking perfect.” My balls tightened and my spine tingled.

She took my abuse like a champ. And now the fun would end…

“Fuck,” I gritted out, and blew my load.

Mercy couldn’t hold on and released me, falling onto her side and holding her face. “Where and the hell had you gone to while I was sucking you off?”

“Lost in my thoughts, I guess.”

“Wow, the experience was that boring, huh?”

“No.” I collected her into my arms and cuddled her. “It was fucking awesome. I didn’t want it to end.”

“If there’s a next time, you better be present, mister.”

“Ifthere’s a next time?” I kissed her head.

“Don’t get your hopes up. My jaw needs therapy.” She rubbed it. “I can hear the conversation now. The questions about how I injured it. Me dodging said questions, so I don’t tell them I was giving my fiancé a blowjob and he has a big dick.” She hid her face behind her hands.

I held back a chuckle. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I won’t hold off coming again. But can you fault a guy for wanting to savor and prolong having his cock in his woman’s mouth? I mean, I nearly suffocate when I’m eating you out and your orgasm takes a while. We both sacrifice for the other.”

Mercy roared with laughter. “Is that what we’re doing? Sacrificing for the other? Good to know!”

“Listen.” I caressed her jaw. “You were phenomenal. Thank you.”

“It was my pleasure.”

I kissed her softly for a spell, then we got up and prepared to head home.

There wasn’t too much to pack up. I tossed out the leftover food in the fridge and left the tree inside. We agreed we’d return before or right after the New Year to take it down together.

By noon, we were on the road, heading home after a very eventful week. But I wasn’t taking Mercy to her place. We were stopping at the Knights’ farm to announce our engagement. Mercy was texting Hope to meet us. I decided to call my best friend, Bone…

“Who’s this?” he answered, snarky as always.

“Who do you think? Or did you remove me from your contacts and can’t see my name?”

“Stitch? Stitch, is that you? As Destiny would say, oh my gawd!” he yelled into the phone.

I pulled the phone away from my ear and shook my head. “He’s an idiot,” I said to Mercy.

“Hey! Who are you talking to?” Bone asked.

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