he’d be a slob at home. It hadn’t been the case. Also with his lack of smell, she could enjoy smelly cheeses, garlic, and every kind of food delight imaginable. He never complained.
That is because he loves you.
She climbed off his bike first, pulling the helmet off her head, and taking a deep breath. “I really hate wearing a helmet. Can’t you get me to wear something else?”
“We kill Andrew, you get to ride without a helmet.”
“Do you really think that is possible?”
“To kill him?” Stink asked.
“Yeah, he’s been pretty invincible.”
“He’s a guy, not some devil in disguise. We’ll find him. Whizz just needs to do his thing.”
“It’s hard for him to do when he’s worrying about his kid,” Sandy said.
“Once again we’re talking about stuff that I don’t want you to worry about.” He entered their home, stopping her to kiss her head. “Stop worrying.”
“Doesn’t it concern you that he was able to take two women? Paris and Celia.”
“First, we’ve got Celia back. Second, we’re going to take Paris back. Third, no one was watching them. They were an easy target. We’re not going to let that happen.”
“Just once I think I’d like a life without drama, without worrying if I’m going to get my face blown off, or if I’m going to watch my friends get blown apart.” He cupped her face and pressed a kiss to her lips.
Sandy loved the feel of his lips against hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pushed him back just a little, kicking the door closed as she did. Her pussy grew slick, and need took over.
For a long time she had been holding back these feelings for him, but she didn’t want to hold back anymore.
“Sandy?”
“I want you to fuck me, Stink.”
“What? Not now!”
She stepped back and tugged her shirt from her scrubs. “Now.” Wriggling out of her bottoms, she stood before him in a lace bra and panties, desperate for his touch. Stepping up to him, she ran her hands beneath his jacket, against his chest. “Please. I want you.”
He stroked his thumb across her cheek.
“Are you sure about this?”
“This is what I’m sure about. You, us, this, it’s what I want.” Leaving one hand against his heart, she glided the other one down, cupping his cock. He was rock hard, and she smiled. “You can’t tell me you don’t want me.”
Suddenly, he turned her so that her back was against the wall. “I never said I didn’t want you. I’ve done everything in my power to make you feel comfortable with me.”
“I do, and now it’s time for you to take what you want.” She pushed his jacket off, yanking up his shirt. “Take me. Make me yours, and only yours.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, claiming her lips in a kiss so searing, Sandy knew she’d never be the same again. The whole of his touch, the feel of him against her was only serving to drive her crazy. Nothing else could do.
Tugging at his belt, she unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down as he tore her bra and panties from her body. “I’ll buy you some more of them.”
Sinking to her knees, she took his jeans down to the floor, waiting as he kicked out of his shoes, and pushed everything aside. Taking his cock out of his boxer briefs, she covered the tip with her mouth, enjoying the taste of his pre-cum as it covered her tongue. Swallowing it down, she licked down the large vein that pulsed at the side.
“Fuck, baby, your mouth is like fucking heaven,” he said.
He ran his fingers through her hair, and Sandy glanced up his body, watching as he stared right back at her.
“I have dreamed of this moment, of your beautiful lips wrapped around my dick.”
“Is it as good as you thought it would be?” she asked, releasing him long enough.
“It’s better.” He groaned as she took him to the back of her mouth, swallowing him down. Stink was certainly blessed with a nice fat cock. For the first time in ages, Sandy wanted to fuck. She wanted to be naked, and have hot,
That is because he loves you.
She climbed off his bike first, pulling the helmet off her head, and taking a deep breath. “I really hate wearing a helmet. Can’t you get me to wear something else?”
“We kill Andrew, you get to ride without a helmet.”
“Do you really think that is possible?”
“To kill him?” Stink asked.
“Yeah, he’s been pretty invincible.”
“He’s a guy, not some devil in disguise. We’ll find him. Whizz just needs to do his thing.”
“It’s hard for him to do when he’s worrying about his kid,” Sandy said.
“Once again we’re talking about stuff that I don’t want you to worry about.” He entered their home, stopping her to kiss her head. “Stop worrying.”
“Doesn’t it concern you that he was able to take two women? Paris and Celia.”
“First, we’ve got Celia back. Second, we’re going to take Paris back. Third, no one was watching them. They were an easy target. We’re not going to let that happen.”
“Just once I think I’d like a life without drama, without worrying if I’m going to get my face blown off, or if I’m going to watch my friends get blown apart.” He cupped her face and pressed a kiss to her lips.
Sandy loved the feel of his lips against hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pushed him back just a little, kicking the door closed as she did. Her pussy grew slick, and need took over.
For a long time she had been holding back these feelings for him, but she didn’t want to hold back anymore.
“Sandy?”
“I want you to fuck me, Stink.”
“What? Not now!”
She stepped back and tugged her shirt from her scrubs. “Now.” Wriggling out of her bottoms, she stood before him in a lace bra and panties, desperate for his touch. Stepping up to him, she ran her hands beneath his jacket, against his chest. “Please. I want you.”
He stroked his thumb across her cheek.
“Are you sure about this?”
“This is what I’m sure about. You, us, this, it’s what I want.” Leaving one hand against his heart, she glided the other one down, cupping his cock. He was rock hard, and she smiled. “You can’t tell me you don’t want me.”
Suddenly, he turned her so that her back was against the wall. “I never said I didn’t want you. I’ve done everything in my power to make you feel comfortable with me.”
“I do, and now it’s time for you to take what you want.” She pushed his jacket off, yanking up his shirt. “Take me. Make me yours, and only yours.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, claiming her lips in a kiss so searing, Sandy knew she’d never be the same again. The whole of his touch, the feel of him against her was only serving to drive her crazy. Nothing else could do.
Tugging at his belt, she unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down as he tore her bra and panties from her body. “I’ll buy you some more of them.”
Sinking to her knees, she took his jeans down to the floor, waiting as he kicked out of his shoes, and pushed everything aside. Taking his cock out of his boxer briefs, she covered the tip with her mouth, enjoying the taste of his pre-cum as it covered her tongue. Swallowing it down, she licked down the large vein that pulsed at the side.
“Fuck, baby, your mouth is like fucking heaven,” he said.
He ran his fingers through her hair, and Sandy glanced up his body, watching as he stared right back at her.
“I have dreamed of this moment, of your beautiful lips wrapped around my dick.”
“Is it as good as you thought it would be?” she asked, releasing him long enough.
“It’s better.” He groaned as she took him to the back of her mouth, swallowing him down. Stink was certainly blessed with a nice fat cock. For the first time in ages, Sandy wanted to fuck. She wanted to be naked, and have hot,
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