He looked at me inquisitively for a moment.
“Why, baby? What’s on your mind?”
“I just . . . nothing. Can you try to find out?”
He knew I wasn’t forthcoming with him, but he didn’t press me, . . . at least not yet.
“Yeah. I’ll see what I can find out.”
“Thank you.”
“Anything for the woman I love.”
He pressed his lips against mine before I could return the sentiment.
“I love you more.”
“Nah. I can’t even tell you how impossible that is.”
I wouldn’t argue with him, because it was one I couldn’t win. Russell’s love for me ran deeper than I ever imagined, and he’d proved it countless times. I was grateful for his presence in my life and that he accepted me with all my flaws.
When we arrived at his office, he closed the door and pinned me against the wall, resting his forearm above my head. I looked up at him expectantly, and even though I told him we weren’t having sex in his office today, my pussy had other ideas.
“We got about thirty minutes before the first group of kids are dropped off,” he said as he played with the hem of my shirt.
“What do you want to do with those thirty minutes?”
He pushed off the wall and went to the window to close the blinds. While he did that, I locked the door and met him on the other side of his desk, then sat on the end with my hands gripping the edge.
“You knew what was up when you put this skirt on.”
Seconds later, the hem of my skirt was around my waist, I was flat on my back, and he’d pushed the crotch of my panties to the side. He put my legs on his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy. I blocked everything from my mind and got lost in the feel of his tongue as it brushed over my pussy lips.
When he slipped it between my lips and dipped it in, out, and between my crevices, I squealed with delight, praying no one was nearby in the hallway.
“Russ! Oh my God! I’m cummin’!” I screamed as his lips, tongue, and fingers worked as a team to help me reach my peak.
I was still on a high when he came up for air. When I felt him at my entrance, I opened my legs wider to give him better access. He pulled me up and covered my mouth with his. As our tongues frantically intertwined, he hit me with deep stroke after deep stroke.
The next time I released, my juices collided with his, and his groans and my moans filled his office. I wasn’t sure what responsibilities Russell had this afternoon, but he’d have to dig deep to find the energy to get anything done.
I loved the feel, the scent, and the taste of my sweet Rose, and would never get enough. If I had to be without this woman again for more than a few hours each day, I would lose my fucking mind, and I meant that from the deepest part of my soul. It was only by the grace of God that I’d made it through the past year.
Eight times out of ten, Rose was a squirter, and I loved when my actions caused her to cover my face, chest, or dick with her juices. Although we’d had sex numerous times since reuniting, my baby must have been backed up, because every release sprayed from her pussy like a fire hydrant.
One thing I loved to do while she showered me with her nectar was plug that hole right back up with my dick. As soon as Ientered her, the way her pussy choked my dick made me bite my bottom lip. Before my first stroke, I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Thankfully, I knew all of Rose’s hot spots to keep her pussy leaking, and that knowledge worked to my advantage when I needed her to reach her climax quickly. As soon as I felt her pussy pulsing around my dick, I stopped fighting and pumped her full of my seeds.
“We haven’t done much outside ofThe Compoundsince that shit happened. I want to take you out tonight,” I told her when I returned from the bathroom with a warm towel.
“Where do you want to go?”
“It depends on if you feel like dressing up or keeping it casual.”
I waited for her response as I used another towel to wipe off my dick. She took her time wiping between her legs before scooting to the edge of the bed.
“I’m not in the mood for anything fancy.”
