“Pussy, what’s going on?” she asked.
“We’ve sent your mother to rehab. The pills and alcohol have taken their toll, and in order for us to keep her around, she needs to be clean. We’re all clean, baby. Devil made sure the whole club got clean with this shit with Gonzalez.” Pussy removed his jacket and kicked off his shoes.
She wore one of his shirtswith askull-and-crossbones on the front. With her hair wild around her face, she looked so fucking sexy.
“Baby, I need to take a shower.” He stepped closer to her, taking hold of her hand. “Come with me.”
He liked the way she held him a little tighter as she walked. Pussy knew she needed to hold him because of her inability to see. Her eyes were focused in front of her as she stood up. Over time, he hoped these little actions would help her build up her confidence. He’d already decided he was going to get her a dog to help her.
There was no way he’d let her go without while she could have the independence she clearly craved.
“I’ve already taken a shower.”
“Now, you’re going to take another shower as I want to see your body naked. It has been too long since I saw your tits.”
She gasped. “I’m never going to get used to this.”
“Baby, you’re not going to have a choice. This is who I am. I like to curse and to say shit the way I see it. Your tits are mine, and so is this beautiful pussy.” He didn’t release her hand as he reached behind him and flicked on the shower. Cold water cascaded in the tub. Moving away, he drew the shirt she wore up over her head.
Sasha wasn’t wearing any panties. He had a clear view of her perfect pussy that he’d trimmed and shaved to perfection.
Placing both of her hands on his stomach, he removed his jeans and told her what he was doing at the same time.
Her fingers danced across his skin. When they were both naked, he tugged her into the shower, helping her inside.
She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. The water fell over each of them, slicking their bodies.
“I can’t wait anymore to kiss you.” He dropped his head down, licking the path along her lips. She didn’t leave him waiting long as she moaned, opening her lips.
Plundering her mouth, he tasted her.
She was everything he hoped she’d be, and he didn’t want to let her go.
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Pussy’s hands stayed on Sasha’s hips as his tongue played inside her mouth. Heat spilled between her legs. Wrapping her arms around his neck she tried to pull him closer to feel him pressed to her body. There was nothing stopping him from taking her.
She wanted his rock hard cock thrusting inside her.
He was turning her into a sex maniac. All her thoughts zeroed in on the pleasure he could give her with his hands and mouth.
“Please,” she said.
“Touch me, Sasha. I don’t want you to move your hands away from me.” He spoke the words against her lips. Running her hands up and down his body, she tried to memorize the feel of him by touch. “Here.” He took her palm, placing it on his cheek.
Taking her time, she touched his face, learning the contours and beauty of him. Caressing his lips, she smiled. “I love these.”
He didn’t say anything. She winced at the word she’d used.
Get used to not saying it.
No, she wouldn’t. She loved Pussy, and there was no way she’d hide it from him. Sliding a thumb into his mouth she giggled. “I love the way you lick my pussy, Shane.”
She used his name just like he asked her to.
“Woman, you’re going to drive me crazy. Where have you come from?”
“I’m away from danger. You make me feel safe, and I can tell you the truth about what Iwa—” Sasha was cut off by his lips. His tongue slid inside her mouth, and she caressed his with her own.