That stunned me; that she’d cared to bethere.
Yeah, there were a lot of people at the funeral. But I couldn’t believe I’d missedher.
“You should’ve come over,” I told her. “Saidhello.”
“No. You were grieving. I didn’t think you’d want to see me, anyway.” She glanced at me, then wandered right on into mybedroom.
I followed her, watching as she lookedaround.
“No visible signs of other women… Check.” She turned in a slow circle. “Unmade bed, but the sheets look clean… Okay. NoStar Warsposters…Check.”
I raised aneyebrow.
“I’ll stay.” She dropped her purse on the floor and shed herjacket.
“You find that in the bedrooms of other men?” I asked her, genuinely fucking curious. “Star Warsposters and signs of otherwomen?”
“Not all men are as classy as you, JudeGrayson.”
“That’strue.”
I walked over to her and spun her around by her hips. Then I unzipped her sexy little black dress and slipped it down to the floor. I slid my hand up her back, over the tattoo on the back of her right shoulder; it was the only one on her body. A girly, swirly pattern of leaves and flowers. Pretty, like the rest ofher.
I pushed her forward, so she was bent over my bed, and tore her panties down herthighs.
“I’m not always classy,” I informedher.
Then I licked two fingers and shoved them into herpussy.
She gasped. “Replace that with your dick… and I won’t be so classy,either.”
I was already undoing my jeans, and fumbled around for a condom in the drawer by the bed. Took me a while to find one. I stopped finger-fucking her long enough to roll the condom on, then gripped her hips and slammed intoher.
She cried out, a raw, animal sound, followed by a string of curses and encouragements, and for the next however long we fucked like feralmonkeys.
After a while, she started to squirm like she was restless or something, so I moved myself onto the bed and pulled her with me, peeling off her panties and bra as we went and shedding my ownclothes.
Then I pulled her on top and watched as she fucked me. I held her wrists tight behind her, making her back arch and her tits thrustout.
I pulled her forward so I could take her nipples in my mouth and tease her. One thing I knew about Roni: she hated being teased and touched in any gentle way duringsex.
But that was only because she lovedit.
“Jude…augh,” she complained-moaned, as I suckled one nipple, then the other. I licked and nibbled as she rode me, her nipples slipping in and out of my mouth as she bobbed up anddown.
Then I just watched her for a while, her black hair falling around her shoulders, her head tipped back, her mouth open. I listened to the sexy sounds she made, how she moaned and swore the hotter she got. How her body started to shake as she bore down on mydick.
I rolled us over, taking her under me. I fucked her hard, then slowed right down, teasing her. I kissed her sweet, cocksucking mouth as her hands moved over my back and her nails dug into my ass. And I could feel her want for me, sostrong.
Then my head went to a strangeplace.
I started burning up with fuckingjealousy…
Star Warsposters.
Signs of otherwomen.
Other mens’bedrooms…
