10-80: Line of Duty Series

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fill of her. Letting her arms go, I lifted her dress to find that she did not have on any panties. I squeezed her ass, then slapped at her ample globe.
    She was perfect .
    Her leg lifted, so she could wrap it around my waist. I smacked her ass again and she moaned into my mouth.
    Goddamn .
    “Is Zee here?” I murmured against her neckline.
    “No,” she breathed.
    I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my pulsing, hard cock. As I kissed my way back up to her mouth, I said between pecks, “We…end…only…when…we…both…are…in…agreement...got…it?”
    She murmured and nodded her head. I picked her up and slid her slowly on me. She was still tight, but more agile. Like she was back in the groove of having sex again. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she squeezed her thighs around my hips to leverage herself up and down on me. Even though she was soaked, she was tight and I felt like I could shoot off at any moment.
    I grabbed her by both butt cheeks, so I could control the movements. Slow and deliberate was my only thought when taking her like this. D’asia continued to meet my movements as her hips rolled around meeting my thrusts. Her tongue was sliding up and down my neck, then I felt her teeth. As I gripped her butt, I pushed her against the wall and plunged into her faster.
    She screamed in my neck, causing me to go faster.
    “Yesss,” she threw her head back onto the wall. “Oh my God Ryan.”
    Growling, as I continued to power into her. “Fuck,” I whispered as all of my breath vacated my empty chest.
    It was hard to breathe and I was coming. There was no air, just her moans as her head rolled back and forth on the wall with her eyes closed.
    “Look at me,” I nipped her lip.
    She groaned, and then lowered her head so her deep brown eyes penetrated through me. Her fingers grabbed my ears as I started to unravel. Not just physically, but emotionally. It was like my soul was bared to her. My fingers pressed into her ass further and I knew she would bruise, yet all she did was pull my face forward so I unraveled in her passionate kiss.
    My release was growled in her mouth and her sighs were caught in mine. I continued to kiss her lips, her chin, and her neck. She tasted like honey. So sweet, so natural, and definitely a rare gem.
    Once I regained my strength, I took her back to her bedroom and continued to make sweet love to her throughout the night. After she got off on my hands, face and cock, she passed out with her body draped over me. Sleep did not find me, as I thought of all the things that were about to come our way. I didn’t want to let her go, but if it was best for her, then I would.
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    A fter D’asia made me breakfast Sunday morning, I left around eleven before Zee came back home. I assured her that we’d get together even if it was for lunch this week, but I was working doubles. She wanted to know why, but I did not want to jinx it, so I told her it was a surprise.
    Later in the day, my uncle called to ask if I was coming to dinner. As I tried to tell him no, he explained that he expected me there since he had some news.
    Great.
    When I arrived, my uncles and mom were already at the table.
    “Ryan,” my mom called.
    “Mother,” I called back.
    My two uncles gave me the side eye but I took my seat and started putting mash potatoes on my plate.
    “What’s the news, Uncle?” I asked, to speed this up.
    “Just waiting for Jesse to come back, so I don’t have to repeat myself,” he replied.
    “Okay.” I put a piece of baked chicken breast on my plate.
    “So, what’s this about you fucking around with a girl from The Trap ?” My uncle leaned back with narrowed eyes on me.
    I turned my eyes to my mother, who busied herself with cutting the chicken on her plate.
    Fuck.
    “You know, I tried to go there before, but that shit don’t mesh. Just too different. Plus, her brother’s a delinquent. Future jail bait. You don’t need that shit, believe me.” he continued.
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