He continues, “I was an idiot, and if you didn’t…”
I lean my head back, and he kisses me upside down. He hums into my mouth, running his hand down my body. “Thanks for giving me a chance, Moo,” he murmurs.
I giggle, feeling lightheaded. I sit up, and he picks me up into his arms.
“Did you start the bath?”
I nod. “Did you find the goods?”
“Feel my pockets.”
I reach down and feel his hard dick between his legs. He sets me on my feet, and I rub his cock, kissing him until he’s leaning against the bathroom door.
He grabs a bag of Skittles, rips it open, and pours some onto his hand. I grab his hand and shove them into my mouth. I hoard them in my cheek and smile.
He kisses me, sliding his tongue into my mouth. “Starbursts, strawberries,andSkittles?”
“Lucky you.”
His kiss deepens like he’s trying to eat me alive. My body hums as he runs his hands over me. I pull away and say, “Get in the bath. I need to see this.”
He tugs off his clothes. I watch his sexy, muscular ass flex as he steps in. He gently sits down and says, “Are you joining?”
I tease, “I won’t fit.”
He lies down, letting his knees bend out of the water. He closes his eyes and says, “I pushed too hard today.”
I run my fingers through his mullet, wondering what he’d look like without it. I sit next to him, and my eyes scan his body. His dick’s still hard.
“Now that you’re my girl, I’ll cut the mullet.” He rolls his head to look at me.
I smile. “But I like it.”
“That’s why I kept it, but it’s time to cut it. A bunch of us lost a bet, and we kept it long enough.”
“Yeah, but it’s a hot mullet. It’s not bad.”
He laughs. “It needs a trim.”
His eyes search mine. Without hesitation, he reaches over and puts a wet palm on the back of my head and pulls me in for a kiss.
We start making out. His warm lips feel soft against mine. I dance my tongue on his.
His dick springs out of the surface of the water.
And then somehow the tub is draining, and I’m naked under the shower head. He’s on his knees, kissing my clit over and over. I run my hands through his hair.
And then I’m on my knees, sucking him down my throat while my eyes water.
Then I’m bending over, and he’s fucking me without a condom.
“This is so naughty,” I moan, loving the feel of him. I clench as he thrusts into me over and over again.
“I won’t come in you,” he says. “I’ll pull out.”
“I’m on birth control.”
He grabs my neck and kisses my lips. “Are you saying I can come inside of you?”
