worth it if the end result is more of your sweet loving.”
All she could do was shudder and sigh into the phone and fantasize about what had happened earlier as he’d slid his huge cock into her. It made her cunt pulse and tingle at the memory.
“You’re imagining it, aren’t you?” He growled, having heard her needy sigh.
“Yes.”
“When you get home, I want you to strip naked and then get in the shower. I’ll meet you there.” Her pussy quivered in submissive delight. He was playful and bossy, but she was beginning to love him for it.
“Okay. Ash?”
“What, darlin’?”
“I—um. I—I’ll see you there.”
“Anything else on your mind?”
“Um, no. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
“Be careful. It may start raining soon.”
“I will. Bye.”
Her heart shuddered in her chest as she ended the call. She’d almost said the words. It had felt so easy and natural she’d almost told him she loved him over the phone. How could she possibly love him?
She’d known him less than a month. What scared her most, though, was how easy it had felt, those words bubbling up in her throat. She’d wanted to say them but held them back at the last second. Over the phone was not how she wanted it to be if she told him.
* * * *
Ash pulled into the drugstore parking lot in a hurry. He smiled, remembering the quality her voice had as their phone call ended.
She’d wanted to say something but hadn’t. She’d been imagining making love to him, and it had him feeling as though he was carrying a steel pole in his jeans. He’d come hard not even an hour ago, and he 90
was more than ready to have another go. Lucky for him, he was wearing snug knit boxers, jeans, and a barn jacket to cover the monster erection he was sporting. Not that it did much good, if he was going by the blushing smirk on the face of the middle-aged, overweight male cashier that waited on him when he put the condoms and lube on the counter.
The hint of something in her voice kept him on edge and in a hurry. He just wanted out of there and on the road. It wasn’t even necessarily about his dick, although that was certainly part of it as it ached for another release inside her heavenly pussy. That uncertain, hesitant quality in her voice brought out a protective side in him, the part that wanted to hold her and show her it would be all right.
He parked at the end of her drive, next to her Camaro, and stepped in through the back door, locking and dead-bolting it behind him. He heard the sound of the shower running and walked back to her bedroom, placing the box of condoms and lubricant on her bedside table. He undressed as he listened to her hum to herself in the shower.
Completely nude, he walked to her bathroom door and slipped in, making his presence known.
“Darlin’? You all right?”
“Hi,” she said softly. “Yes, but I need you to peel the bandage off for me.” She was facing the showerhead and looked over her shoulder at him as he stepped into the shower behind her. Blushing when her eyes trailed down his abdomen to the thick rod that jutted from his groin as though it were seeking her out, she murmured, “Mmmm.”
She turned her head into the spray, rinsing the remnants of shampoo from her hair.
He reached for the corner of the bandage and carefully peeled it from her skin then tossed it into her trash can. “It looks good, darlin’.
Speaking of which,” he said as his hands smoothed over her shoulders. He stepped up behind her, his erection brushing her derriere. “You look pretty good, too. I’d never claim to be a poet, but you take my breath away.”
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Ash stroked her upper arms, his fingertips curving inward to cup her generous, firm breasts, strumming her nipples with his thumbs.
“Darlin’, I want to wallow in these beautiful breasts, fall asleep against them, and suckle on them while I make love to you.” He felt a tremor go through her as she turned to him, holding on to his
All she could do was shudder and sigh into the phone and fantasize about what had happened earlier as he’d slid his huge cock into her. It made her cunt pulse and tingle at the memory.
“You’re imagining it, aren’t you?” He growled, having heard her needy sigh.
“Yes.”
“When you get home, I want you to strip naked and then get in the shower. I’ll meet you there.” Her pussy quivered in submissive delight. He was playful and bossy, but she was beginning to love him for it.
“Okay. Ash?”
“What, darlin’?”
“I—um. I—I’ll see you there.”
“Anything else on your mind?”
“Um, no. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
“Be careful. It may start raining soon.”
“I will. Bye.”
Her heart shuddered in her chest as she ended the call. She’d almost said the words. It had felt so easy and natural she’d almost told him she loved him over the phone. How could she possibly love him?
She’d known him less than a month. What scared her most, though, was how easy it had felt, those words bubbling up in her throat. She’d wanted to say them but held them back at the last second. Over the phone was not how she wanted it to be if she told him.
* * * *
Ash pulled into the drugstore parking lot in a hurry. He smiled, remembering the quality her voice had as their phone call ended.
She’d wanted to say something but hadn’t. She’d been imagining making love to him, and it had him feeling as though he was carrying a steel pole in his jeans. He’d come hard not even an hour ago, and he 90
was more than ready to have another go. Lucky for him, he was wearing snug knit boxers, jeans, and a barn jacket to cover the monster erection he was sporting. Not that it did much good, if he was going by the blushing smirk on the face of the middle-aged, overweight male cashier that waited on him when he put the condoms and lube on the counter.
The hint of something in her voice kept him on edge and in a hurry. He just wanted out of there and on the road. It wasn’t even necessarily about his dick, although that was certainly part of it as it ached for another release inside her heavenly pussy. That uncertain, hesitant quality in her voice brought out a protective side in him, the part that wanted to hold her and show her it would be all right.
He parked at the end of her drive, next to her Camaro, and stepped in through the back door, locking and dead-bolting it behind him. He heard the sound of the shower running and walked back to her bedroom, placing the box of condoms and lubricant on her bedside table. He undressed as he listened to her hum to herself in the shower.
Completely nude, he walked to her bathroom door and slipped in, making his presence known.
“Darlin’? You all right?”
“Hi,” she said softly. “Yes, but I need you to peel the bandage off for me.” She was facing the showerhead and looked over her shoulder at him as he stepped into the shower behind her. Blushing when her eyes trailed down his abdomen to the thick rod that jutted from his groin as though it were seeking her out, she murmured, “Mmmm.”
She turned her head into the spray, rinsing the remnants of shampoo from her hair.
He reached for the corner of the bandage and carefully peeled it from her skin then tossed it into her trash can. “It looks good, darlin’.
Speaking of which,” he said as his hands smoothed over her shoulders. He stepped up behind her, his erection brushing her derriere. “You look pretty good, too. I’d never claim to be a poet, but you take my breath away.”
91
Ash stroked her upper arms, his fingertips curving inward to cup her generous, firm breasts, strumming her nipples with his thumbs.
“Darlin’, I want to wallow in these beautiful breasts, fall asleep against them, and suckle on them while I make love to you.” He felt a tremor go through her as she turned to him, holding on to his
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