“After I found Dash, all the doll heads started moving. I thought, rather, I hoped, Landy was monitoring the situation from CloudTekToys. I told her to send the feed to China. I had no idea they had more men close by.”
The elevator arrives on the third floor and in silence we walk to the room. For once I can’t read her. She closes the drapes, drops her flowy coverup to the floor, then pushes on my chest until my ass hits the mattress.
Standing between my legs, she leans over, slaps her palms to my cheeks, and whispers, “Never, ever, tell me to stay put again.”
“Yes ma’am.” The next time trouble finds her, I will deny having this conversation.
However, this is not the time or place for arguing. We have only a few days to fuck our brains out and I don’t intend to waste a moment. Goal in mind, I untie the strings at her hips and as the bottoms fall, kiss down her body until I reach her smooth mound.
“Mmm. Now this, I like.” As I slide my finger through her wet folds, my helmeted love warrior swells until it stands at full attention.
She glances down, kisses the tip, and as she kneels to take me in her mouth, I drop back on the bed. The pleasure from her clever tongue ought to be illegal. I hold on and when I’m about to come, release her suction.
“Gonna come inside you, babe.” I pick her up by her underarms, place her on the king-sized bed, and remove her tiny halter.
Light skin contrasts with her dark tan, pointing to my primary objective. Straddling her, I lean over and suck on her luscious tits until they harden. Now red and pointy, I nibble as she moans and squirms. A finger to her nub, tells me she’s about to come.
My want for her maxed, I grab my cock and use her juices to wet my tip.
She arches up but not yet, not until she’s falling apart. It’s been way too long since we had all day to make love and I want it to last.
I lower to my left side, leaving my right hand free to bring her higher. Panting, she finds my mouth and sucks my lower lip. About to explode, I push my tongue in and out. As we touch each other in the most pleasurable ways, sweat rolls down my sides and I lift my gaze to the ceiling where giant palm trees move in the wind.
In this exotic background, my craving reaches new heights and I gasp. “Babe.”
“Now.” She climbs on top, places me at her core, and sinks.
Tortured by pleasure, I slip my hand to her pearl, hold her hip, and arch up as she rides me. My body hyper-aware of every sensation, I raise my pelvis to her downward motion. Her boobs bounce, she tosses her head back, and long lashes drop to her cheeks.
My balls coil, my heart races, and I hold back. “With me, sugar.”
“Ah, ah… oh my God.” She breaks apart and does this shudder thing that drives me fucking crazy.
Turning so she’s underneath, I thrust into her quivering depths and when she digs her nails into my back, my spine tingles, and I stop breathing. In a final drive, my tip hits her center, and I crash upon the shores of delight.
“Daaaaammmnnn.” A groan emits from someplace deep inside me and to enjoy her after quakes, I push in a few more times.
On my elbows, inside her, I stare at her blissful face and kiss her eyelids open.
Smiling, she reaches a fingertip to my forehead, slides it down my cheek, then to my earlobe. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Suds
Wishing we were back on vacation, I sit in the church’s back pew and picture my wife’s long, bare legs wrapped around me. Damn, she should wear dresses more often.
She heaves a heavy sigh and whispers loud enough for anyone sitting nearby to hear. “If he doesn’t stop soon, I’m leaving.”
“Amen.” Father McConnell ends the longest blessing in the history of the Catholic church.
“Go, go, go.” She grabs Mikey under one arm, I take the stroller, and we avoid the stampede.
On the bottom of the steps, I’m so damn full of love, I kiss her until she’s flushed.
“What was that for?” Face red she cups my cheek and searches my face, but she’ll have to wait and see.
