size of my shirt.”
“He got too close.”
“He worked at the clothing store!”
“He felt up your breast.”
“He was gay !”
“Not at the time.”
She smacked me across the chest, her face reddening with laughter. Ah, God, she made my heart detonate. This girl had me wrapped around her little finger. I moved in a little closer to her and rained more kisses on her face.
“I know what you’re doing,” she murmured against my mouth.
“Yeah, what am I doing?”
“You’re trying to worm your way into my pants.”
“Is that right?”
“I’m not some slut, you know,” she teased.
I nodded. “I know, you’re my slut.”
I gripped those luscious hips and pressed myself against her. Her breaths turned to fast pants almost immediately.
“See, you’re fucking jelly in my hands,” I remarked, grinning as I licked her lips.
“You say that, but it’s really the other way around,” she responded.
I pulled my face back and stared at her. There was no denying what she said. I’d go to the ends of the earth for her.
“Yeah,” I finally acknowledged. “You’re fucking right, babe. I’m jelly in your hands. You own me. You know that too, don’t you?”
She wrapped an arm around my neck and pressed her mouth harder against mine.
“I know that,” she whispered.
I pushed her against the counter and brushed my hand down the front of her body, gripping every curve I could. I rubbed her pussy as I ravaged her mouth and she moaned into me. Always those sweet sounds escaping her lips, making me hard in an instant. I slipped my hand inside the front of her jeans and cupped her. My fingers slid into her already wet folds and she tensed at the invasion, moaning again in my mouth as I felt how ready she was.
I kissed down her neck, sucking hard every few kisses just to draw out more of those delicious sounds. “I need to fuck you,” I whispered desperately.
I expected her to complain about Kayden sleeping in the next room, or to tell me she’d give it to me later. But her hips moved as she rubbed herself against my hand. She wanted it just as badly.
Holy shit, I loved this side of her. She was so fucking loose.
“Hurry,” she let out breathlessly.
Pulling away, I hastily unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her. I kneeled down as I removed them, kissing her smooth legs on my way. My fingers continued to brush her slick slit, and I was tempted to bury my face in between those creamy thighs, but being a parent meant moments like these were short lasting. I had to fuck her now, and fast.
She had that dreamy look in her eyes by the time I stood back up and kissed her again. She gripped my shirt with one hand and pulled down the zipper of my jeans with the other.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” she begged against my parted lips. “I’ll do anything for you. Do you want me to beg you to fuck me?”
Jesus Christ .
See? The second Allie was turned on, there was a whole other side to her.
“No,” I muttered, sliding my tongue along her lips. “I want you to scream for it.”
Her body shook as I swiftly turned her around and bent her over the counter. There’d be no neighbours to hear her through the thin walls this time. We could fuck like rabbits and nobody would hear my woman screaming for it. Her sounds were mine,
“He got too close.”
“He worked at the clothing store!”
“He felt up your breast.”
“He was gay !”
“Not at the time.”
She smacked me across the chest, her face reddening with laughter. Ah, God, she made my heart detonate. This girl had me wrapped around her little finger. I moved in a little closer to her and rained more kisses on her face.
“I know what you’re doing,” she murmured against my mouth.
“Yeah, what am I doing?”
“You’re trying to worm your way into my pants.”
“Is that right?”
“I’m not some slut, you know,” she teased.
I nodded. “I know, you’re my slut.”
I gripped those luscious hips and pressed myself against her. Her breaths turned to fast pants almost immediately.
“See, you’re fucking jelly in my hands,” I remarked, grinning as I licked her lips.
“You say that, but it’s really the other way around,” she responded.
I pulled my face back and stared at her. There was no denying what she said. I’d go to the ends of the earth for her.
“Yeah,” I finally acknowledged. “You’re fucking right, babe. I’m jelly in your hands. You own me. You know that too, don’t you?”
She wrapped an arm around my neck and pressed her mouth harder against mine.
“I know that,” she whispered.
I pushed her against the counter and brushed my hand down the front of her body, gripping every curve I could. I rubbed her pussy as I ravaged her mouth and she moaned into me. Always those sweet sounds escaping her lips, making me hard in an instant. I slipped my hand inside the front of her jeans and cupped her. My fingers slid into her already wet folds and she tensed at the invasion, moaning again in my mouth as I felt how ready she was.
I kissed down her neck, sucking hard every few kisses just to draw out more of those delicious sounds. “I need to fuck you,” I whispered desperately.
I expected her to complain about Kayden sleeping in the next room, or to tell me she’d give it to me later. But her hips moved as she rubbed herself against my hand. She wanted it just as badly.
Holy shit, I loved this side of her. She was so fucking loose.
“Hurry,” she let out breathlessly.
Pulling away, I hastily unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her. I kneeled down as I removed them, kissing her smooth legs on my way. My fingers continued to brush her slick slit, and I was tempted to bury my face in between those creamy thighs, but being a parent meant moments like these were short lasting. I had to fuck her now, and fast.
She had that dreamy look in her eyes by the time I stood back up and kissed her again. She gripped my shirt with one hand and pulled down the zipper of my jeans with the other.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” she begged against my parted lips. “I’ll do anything for you. Do you want me to beg you to fuck me?”
Jesus Christ .
See? The second Allie was turned on, there was a whole other side to her.
“No,” I muttered, sliding my tongue along her lips. “I want you to scream for it.”
Her body shook as I swiftly turned her around and bent her over the counter. There’d be no neighbours to hear her through the thin walls this time. We could fuck like rabbits and nobody would hear my woman screaming for it. Her sounds were mine,
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