Sorry I didn't get another chapter out to you yesterday.
BUT...
I GOT MY POWER BACK ON THIS MORNING!
WOO HOO!
Still no internet/cable or phone, but I'll take heat and a flushing toilet!
Chapter Seventeen
Laid Bare
You're panting, and I know the second my lips hit your clit you're going to burst and just flood my mouth.
I'd gladly drown in you.
What a way to die.
*()*()*
I ease you down so you're straddling my lap, loving the way I'm instantly covered in your arousal.
You smash your lips against mine.
It hurts so good, our tongues dueling and teeth clashing.
You tangle your fingers in my thick hair and I can't hold back my moan.
I may come on the spot.
You grind down on me and I can feel your hot pussy against me.
I wish these pants were off.
I can't believe I'm still even wearing pants.
I hate these pants.
I HATE THESE MOTHERFUCKING PANTS!
*()*()*
You reach into my sweats and grab hold…and that's it.
I blow my load in your hand like a teenager.
You giggle against my lips and I want to spank your ass.
You'd deserve it.
Nothing but my hand has touched my cock for six months and you laugh?
You somehow manage to stifle your laughter and wipe the residual mess on my pants as you tug them down my thighs.
You gasp, because yeah…I'm still hard.
I reach for you again and lap and gently bite your swollen nipples.
You cry out, writhing against me, until you suddenly stiffen in my arms and come again.
My lap is flooded and the whole room smells like pussy.
I love it.
Can we make a candle that smells like your pussy?
I would buy it.
But right now I have the real thing in front of me.
You push against my shoulders and when my spine hits the floor, you follow and rub that sweet pussy all over my cock.
Are you on birth control?
I don't know, and at this point I don't care.
You hold my face in your hands, and in your gaze I can see just how sorry you are. Your big, brown eyes show me that you wish you'd never listened to all those opinions. The only one that mattered was yours.
As your tears start to slide down your cheeks, I can't think of anything except our time apart. Each day was like I was treading water, never getting anywhere because you were my harbor, my safe haven. You are my life.
Three more chapters...