“What if I say it like this…” I lower my voice to a sexy temptress, “Because I’m cleaning up trash because I want all your dicks tonight?”
He rolls his eyes at me, smiling. “You’re a dumbass sometimes. You know that?”
“Keeps me young,” I say, patting him on the chest.
“Your brother seemed to be doing good. Him and Will looked great.”
“They did, didn’t they?” I wrap my arms around his neck and slowly move my lips to his for a soft and quick kiss. “They leave tomorrow, just a one-night trip to surprise Lizzy, but I’m glad we got to see them again. I wish they’d move up here, but they won’t. At least not anytime soon with Will’s gran.”
“Things will happen when they are meant to happen.”
“How prophetic of you.”
He grabs under my chin and holds my gaze, causing a tightness in my stomach. “These lips.” His teeth scrape over his bottom lip. “I can’t wait to get you home and punish them.”
“Promises, promises.”
“I know,” he sighs. “Now, be a good girl and show me where the bags are.”
“Yes, sir.” I pump my eyes playfully at him. He wasn’t in dom mode right now, just simply flirting. I point across the floor. “There’s a big box that says TRASH BAGs in big white letters.”
“Keep it up and see what happens.”
I bend over, letting my dress ride up high enough to where I know hints of my pussy can be seen if he tries hard enough.
“Fuck Everlee.” His words are short with a lust filled rage.
He’s behind me a second later, one hand on my hip and the other positioned right at my entrance. I throw my head back and plant my hands on the table, ready for him, but he doesn’t move.
“There are people around Everlee.” His warning is like silk, gliding over my body and making my nipples hard.
I slowly push my hips back and slide onto his finger. The sound of his breath sucking in causes my stomach to tighten. “They’re closed,” I whisper back, before biting down on my bottom lip. I’m so fucking wet right now.
“There’s still staff here.” He pulls it out slowly, but leaves it at my entrance, daring me.
I don’t know if he’s trying to warn me away from what I want to happen, or trying to turn me on more. I push back again and notice he’s added a second finger. “Skele-” A puff of air escapes as my pussy clenches around him. “Skelton crew.” I press back onto his fingers, taking more. “And they’re all downstairs.”
He bends over so his cheek presses against my hair and his lips are gently brushing my ear, sending shivers straight to my nipples. “You want me to fuck you right here?”
“Thought crossed my mind.”
“You’re too loud.”
“I can be quiet.”
He laughs, a deep and throaty laugh because we both know I’m lying.
“You feel so fucking good. So wet.” His thumb brushes over my ass and I let out a moan.
“So quiet,” he teases. “Perhaps tonight we will test your limits. Handcuffs and a ball gag to teach you how to be quiet.”
I look over my shoulder at him. My eyes have to be a cross between excited and nervous.
“Now be quiet while I fuck you.”
I moan quietly in excitement.
Holy fuck. Shit. Mother’s ass!
