“Bates,” she whimpers as her little cunt draws even tighter.
It’s heaven to be so fucking wanted by someone so special.
“I’m here for you, baby. I’ve got you.”
I massage her clit and angle my cock to pummel the front wall of her pussy, and the rewards areimmense.
Her head bows down, and she moans into the pillows as her cute little toes begin to curl. The position brings her ass higher, and I barely brush my thumb across her puckered little asshole before she tumbles over the edge.
She slams her cunt down on my cock, and it grips me hard from all sides,chokingthe fucking cum out of me. She wails into the pillows as she shudders and contracts around my dick, tugging my seed into her depths with a vengeance. And I try not to lose my fucking mind. My brain is firing all its happy chemicals at once, and pleasure explodes like fireworks bursting around my body. I empty myself into her until I’m dazed and lightheaded — and still her pussy won’t stop squeezing at me.
I drape myself over her as I catch my breath, and I let her cunt suckle at my cock until she’s had her fill. Then I topple us slowly sideways, making sure to keep myself seated deep inside her so I can hold her trembling body until she grows calm again.
“I love you so fucking much, Lana.”
Her pussy clenches at my sensitive cock, and she murmurs soft, unintelligible words; but I know what she’s saying.
She loves me too.
We belong together. We’re forever family.
Home at last.
28
EPILOGUE
“Ba-ates.”
I clamp my thighs around his ears, and the kitchen table shudders when he wrestles his head free. I make a grab for my pencil as it rolls toward the edge, and spread my other hand over my papers and notebooks to keep them from falling to the floor when the table rocks again violently. Bates swears at having banged his head against solid wood.
He’s far too big to be playing around under there.
I push him backward with my foot and shut my legs to keep him out. “Bates. Mylist. I’m not finished.”
He raises his smoldering gray gaze above the edge of the table to squint at me, then he steals my notebook and pencil, scribbles a few additions, and tosses them back in front of me so I can see the revised list.
Scrawled below my tidy to-do items are some new ones…
— Hydrate.
— Let Bates eat my pussy till I come.
— Ride Bates’s fat cock till I come again.
— Get carried to bed.
A bottle of water is offered from down below, and I take it with a giggle. I drink some and allow my legs to be guided back open.
Bates rumbles with approval.
He tugs at my panties, but not to push them to the side this time. He rips the fucking crotch right out of them, so he can get back to lapping at my pussy completely unobstructed.
I gasp at his behavior — from both the shock and the thrill of it — and I spread myself wider for him.
His tongue swirls and suckles, and my head falls back involuntarily as I moan.
My chair creaks as he dives deeper, and he guides my legs over his shoulders. I trace the broad shape of him with my feet, feeling nothing but warm skin and hair.
