“I think you’ve earned the right to use it too.”
I settled my hands on his shoulders and cocked my head. “You think I’ve done hard well?”
“Hell, yeah, I do. Don’t you?” he asked.
I shrugged. “I guess I’ve just done what I needed to do.”
“Yeah, but you’ve done it with grace and dignity,andwith a broken heart. You’ve cultivated friendships, kept your family together, and still found a way to forgive me. Doing hard well is an understatement when it comes to you.”
I cupped his face and covered his mouth with mine, the only response I could think of that could remotely come close to relaying my appreciation for his words.
He smiled against my lips. “That worked for you, huh?”
“I need you naked,” I hissed. “Right now.”
“We’re supposed to be packing you a bag.”
“And we will do that,” I said, climbing off his lap. “After you fuck me.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” he retorted, standing and following me back to my bedroom.
I’d never undressed faster in my life and then I was on him like government money on a bad idea.
“Wait, baby,” Rooster panted out.
“Oh, no, I’m not fallin’ for that ol’ chestnut.”
“No, I’m not stopping this, but I want to make sure you’re okay. You just had a traumatic experience.”
“And I’ll revisit that after you make me forget it for a minute.”
He frowned. “Ah, I think I need to be clear, this is gonna take a hell of a lot longer than a minute.”
“I’m counting on it,” I said as I slid his cut off his shoulders. “I’m also counting on you doing hard well.”
He stripped and then kissed me gently, guiding me to the edge of my bed where he dragged the bedding down and pushed me onto the mattress.
“Spread, Katie,” he growled.
I opened my legs and nearly came as I did.Lordy, I felt like it was my first time all over again.
Rooster flattened his palm between my breasts, sliding it down, gently over my belly then dipping it between my legs.
My hips lifted of their own accord as his fingers slipped inside of me and swept the walls of my vagina, then his thumb pressed against my clit, and I lost my mind a little. I mewed as he worked my body into a frenzy, his mouth covering mine, and his free hand moving to one of my breasts, his thumb sweeping my nipple.
Fuuuuck!
I whimpered with need as he lifted my breast, his lips moving to my nipple and pulling it into his mouth. I couldn’t stop a moan as he worked my nipple with his tongue and I nearly came again. Trying not to come was getting harder and harder and then he hovered above me, kissing me as his cock pressed against my entrance. His hands gripped my hips, and rather than sliding in slowly, he buried himself to the hilt making me come almost immediately.
I cried out as my body exploded into spasms, but Rooster didn’t slow down, didn’t rest, didn’t stop. He kept thrusting, fucking me into another orgasm, making me forget about my earlier trauma, replacing it with the memory of him, and he kept going until I felt his cock pulse inside of me.
With one last kiss, he rolled us so we were facing each other, but his weight was off of me, and he dragged the covers over us to ward off the chill.
As we lay on the bed trying to catch our breath, I grinned. “Thank you for your service.”
Rooster chuckled. “Always willing to oblige, baby.”
I rolled onto my side, sliding my arm over his belly and kissed his chest. “We’re not going to get to the courthouse on Monday, are we?”
