Page 42 of Pretty and Loco

I pulled her to me and kissed her. She moaned as I kept my hand around her neck and our lips touched.

She reached to my side and let the seat back before climbing over.

Then she sat in my lap, grinding against my dick. I pulled her dress above her waist, exposing her bare ass and grabbed it before I slapped it.

“Mmmm,” she moaned into my mouth as she sucked my tongue and held the back of my head.

She broke the kiss and wrapped her arms around my neck as she continued to grind on my dick. I don’t know how the fuck I wound up in this position, but like I said, it’s something about her that I couldn’t say no to.

“He misses me, Rock.” She moaned. “You miss me too.”

“Get up, Leah.”

She blew a frustrated breath.

“Rockkkk…” she whined.

She pressed the ignition to turn the car off.

“Come inside with me.”

She opened the door, stepped out, and fixed her dress. I sat there, thinking for a second, knowing better but still making decisions with the wrong head.

I stepped out of the truck, and then she opened the door to her place. Boxes still littered the living room. Evidence that she had just moved in, as she said. Then she led me to the bedroom. She turned on a light; it was the only room in the house that was fully furnished.

Reaching behind her, she pulled the zipper of the dress before she let it pool at her waist and then pushed it past her thighs. Then she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head and guided me to the end of the bed and straddled me.

“I’m sorry, Rock,” She apologized.

Her tongue ran over the bottom of my lip then dipped in and out of my mouth.

“Do you forgive me?” she asked.

“Fuck no.” I groaned, pulling her hair and sucking on her neck.

I wasn’t fucking with Leah at all. The pussy was fire, but not fire enough to make me forget about all the shit she had done to me.

She leaned forward and freed my dick from my pants and sat down on it.

I could see her eyes rolling as she slid down.

As soon as she slid down on me, I can’t lie, I was reminded why I would fuck somebody who tapped my house.

We fucked like enemies. She rode my dick like it could change my mind.

I had my hands on her waist, fucking her from beneath her. My dick was coated with her cream, and she told me that she was going to cum, and I knew that I wasn’t going to be long before I came.

She fell against my chest, still grinding against my dick.

“Get up, Leah.” I groaned as she shook against my body, and then she got up and sucked the rest of the nut out of me.

I looked down at her face, half painted.

We fucked a couple times afterward. But when we were done, I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself. When I came out, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, one leg crossed over the other.

I expected her to ask me to spend the night with her or think that we were about to pick up where we left off. But she didn’t, and I was glad. Instead of making a scene, she got up and walked me to the door.

We didn’t speak until she opened it.