“Fuck, you’re tight.”
She stares at me with determination, and I stare back at her in wonder.
How could I have ever doubted her for even two-seconds?She’s not a liar. This is Adrienne we’re talking about. I see the truth in her eyes.
“Slowly, lower yourself, baby,” I reassure her. “Take your time.”
I wrap my lips around one of her nipples, which sends a rush of wetness to her core and helps her work the length and girth of me.She lowers herself inch by inch by excruciating inch, and it almost makes me want to howl like Astro does when the neighborhood’s local firehouse alarm goes off.
I use my free hand to hold her to the side of her hip and keep her steady as she works me up and down, back and forth.
And when she leans in to kiss me.
That’s it.
She’s got me now.
And I go crazy.
I lift her ass up with one hand and flip us both over on the couch, and I pound her pussy like I’m digging for gold. I stroke her deep and hard, and I hold her eyes with mine the entire time. It doesn’t take long before she comes and I follow right behind her, saying her name on a prayer–Adrienne.
“Merry fucking Christmas,” I say, totally satiated.
She giggles with a drunk kind of happy that I can feel in every cell of my body.
“Merry Christmas.”
“I’m sorry for how I was acting at first. I wasn’t myself.”
“You said you saw Troy, but you didn’t see him coming out of this apartment.”
“Well, no, I saw him in the vestibule.”
“That’s because I found out that the woman he was cheating on me with lives in this building. That’s why she thought he lived in this apartment.”
“Damn.”
“Yeah, damn.”
“I don’t know what he said to you downstairs, but he and I have not talked and have nothing else to say to each other. He has all his belongings. The landlord finally got around to changing my locks and that’s that.”
“Fuck, I’m embarrassed.”
“So you’re the jealous type, huh?”
“Only with you.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Should we get in the bed and make up some more? We could stay there all through Christmas.”
I check the time.
“Shit, no.”
“NO?”
