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Other than going to work, I haven’t left her bed. It’s where I belong, after all, beside her. Even though I told her we could take this as slowly as she needed to, she’s given me no indication that she even wants to take it slowly.
From the hardware store, I watch Main Street from the window. As always, I waited with June for the bus. Now, Mom comes into the store. She waves at the customers before she reaches the counter.
“Hello, my son,” she says, kissing me on the cheek.
“Hello, Mom. To what do owe the pleasure?”
“I came to invite you and June to dinner tonight at the house.”
“Alright. I’ll check with June and let you know.”
As soon as Mom leaves the store, I pull my phone from my pocket and text June.
Me: My mom invited us to dinner at their house tonight at 7. You game?
It takes several hours, but she finally responds.
June: Sounds fun. I’ll be there.
I don’t think anything of it, but I get worried when she doesn’t come home on the 6:30 bus. I text her again, but don’t receive an answer. Instead of freaking out like I want to, I head to dinner at my parent’s house, telling them June had to work late, but deep down, I know that’s not it.
Over dinner, I drink more than I should. I don’t linger as I normally would when the meal is over. I head to my apartment, stopping at June’s first. When I knock, she answers the door immediately. I can tell she’s also had a lot to drink, and she’s still drinking.
“I guess you didn’t want to come home?” I ask, angrier than I mean to be. I push into her living room, closing the door behind me.
“Sorry, I went to dinner with some friends. Kyle…” Jealousy like I’ve never known takes over.
“Who the fuck is Kyle?” I ask, crowding her. Her eyes widen and I know I should take a step back, but I can’t. I won’t. Doesn’t she know she’s mine? She gave herself to me, and I’m not giving her back.
“He… He’s a guy from work. He quit today. We took him to celebrate his next job.”
“What is he to you?”
“Nothing. Why are you acting like this?”
“You’re mine, June. You know that don’t you?”
“I do. I would never,” she says, touching my chest.
“That’s right, June. I don’t fucking share.”
“Neither do I.”
“You don’t have to.” My lips take hers, and I can’t stop myself. I drop to my knees before her, pushing her dress up. I bury my face in her panty-covered pussy. I lick her through the lace. She moans and grips my hair. I wrench the fabric scrap off her and put my lips back on her, tasting her. She moans again. “You taste so fucking good,” I murmur.
“Do I?”
“Yes. I can’t get enough of you. It’s like a drug. I drug I don’t want to kick.” She reaches for my chin and pulls me up again.
“Stop teasing me then. Just take me to bed.”
“Fuck, baby. I really will never get enough of you.”
She smirks at me, takes my hand, and leads me to her bedroom. She strips her clothes off as I rip mine off. When we are naked, she drops onto her bed, and I follow after her.
Despite my buzzed state, I still want to take my time with her. I run my hands over her body, learning every inch of her skin. I follow the path my hands make with my tongue. Like a caveman or an untried teenager, I suck on her neck, leaving my mark on her. Satisfied, I move down her body and taste her cunt again. My cock is leaking all over the sheets.
I bring her close to the edge and then move up her body. I move her legs into the air and spread her thighs wide. I line my cock with her opening and push into her tight heat. Fuck, there really is nothing like this.
