as she pulled back, carefully cupping his balls in her free hand. Sara could feel the muscles tensing in Darrin’s thigh, as she continued to torment him.
His hands wove into her hair, behind her head, “I’ll pull back when I’m gonna come, doll baby. I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
Sara didn’t release his cock as she looked up at him from her knees. Shaking her head no, she begged around the mouthful of cock, “Inside my mouth.”
Darrin just nodded, before he closed his eyes, helping to guide her head in a steady rhythm. Sara concentrated on breathing through her nose as she slid back and forth. The hands in her hair were gripping tighter, almost to the point of pain, but it only was intensifying her lust. She could feel moisture saturating her panties as Darrin took the lead from her, fucking her mouth. One final thrust and Darrin roared as hot cum hit the back of Sara’s throat. It was hard to swallow the entire mouthful, letting some of it drip out her mouth and down her chin. Once Darrin had finally stopped thrusting, Sara released him, sitting back on her haunches. He almost fell backwards, fumbling behind himself, he reached for the wall.
Sara was just about to ask him if he was alright, when Darrin leaned forward to brace himself on his knees. Staring down at her, he pinned her to the floor with his lust-filled eyes. “Get your ass up on the bed, hell cat.” He softened his words as he smiled, “That was my every wet dream, Sara. Now, I’m gonna return the favor.”
Groceries and work forgotten-for the next hour, Darrin did just that.
Chapter Eleven
S ara stared at the ceiling in Darrin’s bedroom, watching the faint outline of the fan blades spinning overhead. Her overactive mind was racing tonight, making it hard to sleep. In the past week, Sara had given her two week notice at the pharmacy, received two phone calls from all the resumes she had sent out, and had been officially working for Darrin at the shop. Plus, she had been making it a point to spend as much time with Bryn as she could. Before supper, Darrin had even told her he had signed her up to be a foster caregiver for the local humane society in Amulet. It sounded like a great idea, but the added responsibility right now was making her head swim.
Darrin had fallen asleep pretty much the minute after his head hit the pillow; shortly after they made sweet, tender love to each other. It was amazing how quickly he would drift off; sometimes Sara would catch him sleeping with his eyes open in his recliner. The first time it had happened, she thought he had gone into a trance, but the tell-tale rhythmic breathing gave him away. When he finally did wake up later, she questioned him about it. He explained it away as a military trick from basic training.
Sara had to be up early in the morning to be at the animal shelter for some paperwork before she could officially start caring for any puppies or older dogs. Darrin had told her that she could keep the dog at his farm, and he would help with the care when she wasn’t there. It was sweet that he was so willing to participate, but he’d been the one to volunteer her for the task anyway. Darrin roared with laughter when she ribbed him that it was his own damn fault if the dog needed to go outside in the middle of the night, and she wasn’t here. He told her, I intend for you to sleep here every night, Sara .
So now her overactive brain was trying to prioritize all the things she would need to do on Saturday, and then Sunday. She also kept overanalyzing all the things that Darrin had said and not said recently. First of all, did he ask her to move in with him tonight? Was the comment about sleeping here every night his way of asking her to live at the farm? Sara didn’t know how she felt about that, since they had only been dating for a month and a half. Plus, in all honesty, since Darrin was closely-guarded with his feelings, there were times that she wasn’t sure if their
His hands wove into her hair, behind her head, “I’ll pull back when I’m gonna come, doll baby. I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
Sara didn’t release his cock as she looked up at him from her knees. Shaking her head no, she begged around the mouthful of cock, “Inside my mouth.”
Darrin just nodded, before he closed his eyes, helping to guide her head in a steady rhythm. Sara concentrated on breathing through her nose as she slid back and forth. The hands in her hair were gripping tighter, almost to the point of pain, but it only was intensifying her lust. She could feel moisture saturating her panties as Darrin took the lead from her, fucking her mouth. One final thrust and Darrin roared as hot cum hit the back of Sara’s throat. It was hard to swallow the entire mouthful, letting some of it drip out her mouth and down her chin. Once Darrin had finally stopped thrusting, Sara released him, sitting back on her haunches. He almost fell backwards, fumbling behind himself, he reached for the wall.
Sara was just about to ask him if he was alright, when Darrin leaned forward to brace himself on his knees. Staring down at her, he pinned her to the floor with his lust-filled eyes. “Get your ass up on the bed, hell cat.” He softened his words as he smiled, “That was my every wet dream, Sara. Now, I’m gonna return the favor.”
Groceries and work forgotten-for the next hour, Darrin did just that.
Chapter Eleven
S ara stared at the ceiling in Darrin’s bedroom, watching the faint outline of the fan blades spinning overhead. Her overactive mind was racing tonight, making it hard to sleep. In the past week, Sara had given her two week notice at the pharmacy, received two phone calls from all the resumes she had sent out, and had been officially working for Darrin at the shop. Plus, she had been making it a point to spend as much time with Bryn as she could. Before supper, Darrin had even told her he had signed her up to be a foster caregiver for the local humane society in Amulet. It sounded like a great idea, but the added responsibility right now was making her head swim.
Darrin had fallen asleep pretty much the minute after his head hit the pillow; shortly after they made sweet, tender love to each other. It was amazing how quickly he would drift off; sometimes Sara would catch him sleeping with his eyes open in his recliner. The first time it had happened, she thought he had gone into a trance, but the tell-tale rhythmic breathing gave him away. When he finally did wake up later, she questioned him about it. He explained it away as a military trick from basic training.
Sara had to be up early in the morning to be at the animal shelter for some paperwork before she could officially start caring for any puppies or older dogs. Darrin had told her that she could keep the dog at his farm, and he would help with the care when she wasn’t there. It was sweet that he was so willing to participate, but he’d been the one to volunteer her for the task anyway. Darrin roared with laughter when she ribbed him that it was his own damn fault if the dog needed to go outside in the middle of the night, and she wasn’t here. He told her, I intend for you to sleep here every night, Sara .
So now her overactive brain was trying to prioritize all the things she would need to do on Saturday, and then Sunday. She also kept overanalyzing all the things that Darrin had said and not said recently. First of all, did he ask her to move in with him tonight? Was the comment about sleeping here every night his way of asking her to live at the farm? Sara didn’t know how she felt about that, since they had only been dating for a month and a half. Plus, in all honesty, since Darrin was closely-guarded with his feelings, there were times that she wasn’t sure if their
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