Page 51 of Badger


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The sound of her name must have surprised her, because she looked at me with shock and confusion before lust clouded her eyes.

“Yes, I understand,” she said sternly before wrapping a hand around my throat, making me grunt. “But just remember, Tool, I own this cock, these lips,” she pressed a teasing kiss on my lips while grinding her hips on my cock, “and your orgasms. If you want to come,” she pressed another brief kiss on my lips, “you will listen to me.”

I gave her a smirk and nipped at her lower lip. “Then tell me, Ma’am, what is it I can do for you?”

“Taste me,” she instructed before her lips crashed against mine, our tongues dancing alongside each other.

She tasted like sugar and sin wrapped together. I stood up, lifting her with my hands on her ass, and walked over to the sofa. Carefully, I placed her down onto the leather cushion and, without skipping a beat, got to my knees and reached for her underwear. I was rudely stopped when the sole of her high heel pressed against my forehead.

“Slow down,” she instructed.

I needed my face buried in her cunt so that I could breathe her in and be completely consumed by her. Ever so slowly, I pulled her underwear down her toned, tan legs while pressing a kiss on the side of her knee. I dropped the underwear on the ground and salivated at the perfectly bare, wet pussy before me.

My eyes met her hooded gaze, waiting for permission. She nodded, and before she could say anything, my mouth wrapped around her swollen clit, my tongue swirling against it. Jessica’s fingers ran through the short strands of my hair as I begandevouring her. I was beyond tasting her. I was consuming her very essence.

Her head fell back as she let out the sexiest moan. I loved the taste of her, the feel of her, and everything that was her.

“Oh, God, yes, Evan! Don’t stop.”

I almost halted at the sound of her using my real name.

“Fuck me, now!” she commanded.

I quickly undid my belt and freed my cock from my briefs. Within seconds, I was in Badger’s needy, tight, wet cunt. I pulled out and tapped her leg.

“Hands and knees Bunny, hold on to the back of the couch.”

She smiled as she obeyed, her plump ass on display and her needy pussy dripping with desire. I palmed her ass before giving it a smack, the sound echoing in the room. Badger whined as I teased her by rubbing the head of my cock over her entrance and clit.

“Please daddy, I need you,” she begged, and that was all I needed to slam home inside of her.

She cried out with pleasure as I started to pound into her. I gripped her hips and watched as my cock moved inside of her. I loved how she felt around me, loved the feeling of her body clenching around my cock. I felt the first wave of her orgasm as her pussy clamped down around me, only spurring on my own release.

“Oh, Machine!” she cried out as the next wave of her orgasm hit.

I moved at a punishing rhythm, desperate to reach my own climax. I began to spill my cum inside her just as another orgasm hit her, both coming together as if we were on the same wavelength. I pulled out and watched my cum leak out of her. I wiped it onto my finger and slid it into her, needing my cum deeper inside her.

“Oh, god!” she moaned.

After her third orgasm hit, I pulled my fingers out of her and grabbed a couple of tissues from the side table to clean us both. Badger sat on the couch with a sated smile on her face. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. I met her gaze, her blue eyes sparkling in the light.

“I love you,” I whispered in her ear as I peppered kisses down her neck, the words escaping me before I had time to think.

And that’s when the spell was broken. Badger tensed immediately and pulled away from me.

“You what?” she asked, sounding appalled.

My eyes bulged as I realized what I had just done. I stood up and froze, not sure what to do. Badger sprang up and immediately started putting on her clothes.

“I—”

“You don’t love me, Machine.” She buttoned her shirt as she looked at me, her face saying it all. She didn’t feel the same.

I ran my hand through my hair. What was I supposed to say? I did love her, and now I had just ruined it by opening my big mouth.

“But I do,” I countered.

She shook her head with tears filling her eyes.