I slid in deep, but slow, knowing I was torturing her. It got her squirming beneath me, doing wondrous things to my dick and I continued to press deeper until I could no longer keep up with the pace. I settled my palms on either side of her and moved, faster and faster, harder and harder, burying deep as she whimpered and mewed her hands squeezing my arms, her legs wrapped around my hips as she met me with each thrust.
“Now, honey,” she begged.
I stilled, letting myself go, feeling her pussy contract around me, and falling gently on her, making sure I didn’t crush her as I rolled us to our sides.
I grinned. “You and mint chocolate chip are almost too much to take.”
“Next time, I’ll try it on your dick.”
“Not sure I want anything cold near my dick, Turtle.”
She squeezed my chin. “Don’t knock it ’til you try it, big man.”
I chuckled. “You doin’ okay? Did I hurt you?”
“No. Are you gonna tie me up now?”
“We’re gonna give it a minute.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Fine.”
“Insatiable.”
“Your fault,” she retorted.
“Oh, I know.” I kissed her nose. “I take full responsibility.”
“What happened in the meeting?”
“We’re expanding,” I said. “Into Ridgefield. Building the new clubhouse out there to accommodate all of us.”
“That makes sense. Half of the club lives out that way.”
“Yes. Begs the question, though.”
“Which question?”
“Buy close to the new club or the old?”
She sighed. “That’s true.”
“We don’t have to decide now.”
“I want to be close to my family.”
“I get that.”
“But you’re my family. The club’s also my family.” She bit her lip and met my eyes. “And my parents aren’t going anywhere.”
“True,” I said. “Again, we don’t have to decide now.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I go where you go, baby.”
“Cash, this is more than just us.”
“It’s not, Turtle. It’s just you and me.”
