Page 85 of Tuck & Roll

“I can get you off in twenty minutes.”

“I know you can, but I still have to put on my makeup and find some shoes to wear.” She closed her eyes and bit into her bottom lip as he pinched both nipples. He bet if he got his hands between her legs, he’d find her already wet. He reached for the snap to her jeans only to have her swat them away.

“Fine,” he huffed. He’d already messed her hair up by jumping on her as soon as she finished curling her hair. She’d been in a silky white robe tied at the waist. It kept creeping open more and more as she moved. Not one to resist a nice set of titties, he’d pounced on her. She’d had to put her hair in a messy bun after that. The fierce look she gave him would have been more effective if she didn’t have flushed cheeks and his cum slipping down her leg. He’d had to get a warm washcloth to help her clean up which almost led to another round of fucking.

“You don’t have to worry,” Kylie sought to assure him. “I’m not the cheating type. You know that about me. I know what I have at home and you’re more than enough to satisfy me.”

“I’m not worried about you. I’m worried about the other sons of bitches that will try to put the moves on you.” He watched her disappear into the closet and got his first look at the back of her shirt. Or should he say the lack of a back to her shirt. It was completely open except for a small strip that circled her waist right above the top of her jeans. She returned with a pair of silver, sparkly, strappy sandals with a three-inch heel.

“Uh, babe?”

“Yes?”

“Are you going to wear a bra with that shirt?”

“No. Why?”

“Because I can see your nipples and as much as I love your nipples, there is no way in fuck all those men at the bar are going to see them.”

Kylie got a mischievous look in her eyes before pulling something off the dresser. She held up a flesh-colored sticker thing, peeled the back off and checked to see if he was watching. She pulled her top to the side, placed the sticky thing so the bottom of it covered her nipple, then pulled up and pasted it to her skin above her tit. It both covered her nipple and lifted her boob. She did the same to the other side, then covered herself with her shirt and held her hands out to her sides. “Voila!”

Well that was cool. He could no longer see her perky nipple and the sticky thing gave her tits a nice lift. Thank God. Just thinking about her fucking nipples was getting him hard and horny. Fuck! He wanted to suck those nipples so bad.

“Are you okay? You seem to be sweating.” Kylie’s eyes had a little twinkle in them.

“I want to suck your nipples and bury my cock in your pussy so bad, I can’t stand it.” He yanked her so that she was standing between his spread legs again. “I hope you know when you get home, I’m going to fuck you so hard we’re going to break Darren’s bed and I’ll have to buy him new one.”

“Oh my God. You play dirty. How am I supposed to go out with the old ladies with panties this wet?”

“I can fix that for you.”

She nibbled her bottom lip. “Do we have time?”

“We’ll make time.” He unfastened her jeans and slipped them down to her ankles before turning her around and pushing her to the bed. He dropped to his knees, freeing one foot from her jeans so he could open her as wide as he could get her and buried his face in her pussy. “Fuck me,” he mumbled against her. “You taste so fucking good.”

“God, Tuck, you’ve got me so wound up. Hurry. I need to come.” She lay back, her eyes closed and her hand tangled in his hair.

“Mmmm.” He vibrated against her pussy. He didn’t know if she was horny all the time because of the pregnancy hormones or because after all this time they’d finally gotten together. He’d known they’d be explosive together, but this was beyond that.

He had to work to keep her legs spread. The closer she came to coming, the more her legs wanted to squeeze around his head. He added a couple of fingers and had to wrap his other arm around a leg and pin her hips down with a hand across her stomach.

“Tuck,” she panted, her eyes looking down her body to his. “So close.”

“That’s right, baby. Give it to me,” he encouraged her. He had to unfasten his jeans and let his cock free for fear he’d break it off. Kylie in the throes of passion was magnificent. He loved to watch her come apart in his arms. She held nothing back.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Darren had pushed the partially closed door the rest of the way open. He stood frozen, like a deer in the headlights. He swallowed hard, his hand gripping the door hard enough his knuckles turned white.

Kylie was at the edge, ready to fall. There was no way he was backing off to tell Darren to go away. For some reason it didn’t bother him that his friend was seeing Kylie at her most vulnerable and most passionate. In fact, it kind of turned him on more seeing the effect his woman had on his friend. He sucked at her click a little harder and she blew apart. Her head thrust back, her hand tightened almost painfully in his hair and half moaned, half growled as she came.

Darren swallowed hard again. “Fuck me.”

His raspy voice drew Kylie’s attention toward the doorway. She was too lost in her orgasm to care that Darren had watched what they were doing. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as she rocked her hips through to the end.

Darren tried to clear his voice but it still came out hoarse. “Your, uh, ride is here.” He hitched a thumb over his shoulder and backed out the door.

Tuck watched her closely to see if she was going to freak out. She watched Darren silently retreat from the room, then turned her gaze back to Tuck. “Are you okay, baby? Did it bother you that Darren walked in on us?”

“Would it be bad if I said no?” She raised herself up to her elbows, worried what he would think.

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