Alrighty. So I am planning on writing a full story, but I'm all discombobulated and when I sit down to write…nothing happens, so I'm doing the wit fit thing for June. Maybe longer. I might miss a few, might not. We shall see….please review as always and keep in mind the more reviews the faster the writing come hehe…just a little nudge for my lovely readers.

As for todays entry….well I was feeling a bit frisky and irritable so…enjoy, I know I did. This exact scene has taken up residence in my brain and it had to get out.

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Penname: Jburdick

Original or Derivative: Derivative (but really it could be anyone)

Rating/Warning(s): M…really M…more like NC-17 so no kiddies

Disclaimer: All copyrights, trademarked items, or recognizable characters, plots, etc. mentioned herein belong to their respective owners. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without their express written authorization.

Prompt: Word Prompt-Heaven

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Fucking finally.

This day felt like it lasted a year and just the fact that I was home and I didn't have to think about anything was enough to put a fucking smile on my face. Well, if I'd had enough energy to smile, that is.

I caught the faint whiff of something spicy coming from the kitchen as I literally collapsed into the large cushy arm chair in the living room. If I never saw the inside of a boardroom again it would be too soon.

I stretched my arms out above me head and sank deeper into the chair. I fucking loved this chair. Bella had said it looked to frumpy for our living room, but hell if I didn't find her asleep in it with a book most nights. My arms dropped down onto the arms of the chair with a slap and I let my head roll onto the back of the chair lazily.

The stress of the day was buzzing in my back and head. Don't get me wrong, I loved my job. But sometimes, early retirement on a white sand beach…a topless white sand beach…sounded almost too good to pass up.

I felt a dewy cold tumbler get placed into my hand gently. A smirk formed on my face, my baby is so good to me. I lifted my head and took in my girl, taking a long drink of the scotch. Damn. Just looking at her made me hard.

"Thanks B." I said softly.

"Your welcome, baby. Cuban?" I felt the outside of her legs brush the inside of mine the closer she came in between them. I nodded slowly and took the lit cigar from her hand.

"Tough day?" She whispered, sitting on my knee. I nodded again, watching her closely. She smiled sympathetically at me and placed a small, soft hand on my scruffy jaw. She kissed me, long and wet. Her tongue languid in my mouth, tangling with mine.

She pulled away too soon and stood to leave. "Dinner in five, honey."

I let out a deep sigh and let my head fall back again, staring at the ceiling. I wonder how long until I could get her into bed tonight. Hell, who needs a bed? I was so damn horny I would take her on just about any surface available.

I was jolted from my thoughts by warm hands undoing my belt. Lifting my head I found Bella to be kneeling between my wide-spread thighs on a throw pillow while undoing my pants.

Fuck. Yes.

She smiled coyly at me as she popped the button on my trousers and lowered the zipper. I watched her pull my hard cock from my pants, taking another swallow of my scotch.

Bella kissed the tip of my thick length, letting it stand on its own in front of her face while she reached around my hips to tug my pants out from under my ass and push them down to the floor. I could feel her hot breath floating over it as she did it, almost making me come on the spot.

Once my pants hit the ground she put her complete focus on my dick. Gripping the base firmly, licking up the underside, all the way up tracing every vein, ridge and curve with the tip of her tongue. She suckled on the tip, stroking up and down the length slowly, but gripping so tight.

I took another puff from my cigar and watched the smoke float up as I moaned from the feel of her mouth on me. My girl gave the best fucking head ever. Hands Down.

As she took the whole length in I let the sensations take over, the feel of her tongue swirling around, dipping into the slit at the tip, letting her bottom teeth lightly catch the ridge as she popped off. She continued to stroke me, her speed growing gradually while she sucked my balls into her mouth one at a time. She rubbed the thumb of her free hand firmly across my taint causing me to buck my hips sharply.

"Shit! Fuck…" I hissed.

I heard her quiet giggle before she took my length into her mouth again. Little Minx.

I continued smoking and drinking while she devoured my cock, the fire beginning to boil in my lower belly, burning up my thighs, settling in my balls. She continued her usual routine of fast then slow, taking me to the brink then backing off. Which usually gave me the most intense fucking orgasms of my life.

"Yes…yes, baby…god your fucking mouth. Mmm….I'm close baby." I sucked in a breath and moaned again, gripping my glass tightly in my hand. "Fuck…So, so close."

She hummed around me, sucking tighter and faster, fondling my balls in her able hands. I dropped the cigar into the ashtray on the side table and buried my hand in her hair, gripping it tightly while I thrust as much as I could into her mouth.

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" I shouted, coming in thick long spurts down her throat. After coming down from that heavenly high I massaged her head gently, hoping I hadn't hurt her when I gripped her hair.

After giving me a few more gentle sucks she released me from her mouth with a smile. I just sat there, not even remotely interested in tucking myself away and putting my pants back on.

She stood and leaned forward, kissing the corner of my mouth sweetly. "Dinner should be ready, baby. Then you can have dessert."

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