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“Well, I’d hope so!” She rolls her eyes. “If not, this would be really fucking awkward.”
“What? Why?” I’m so confused.
“Because it’s taking everything in me not to lean forward and swallow your yummy sausage like a competitive eater.”
“Seriously? You’d do that?” My entire body shudders as she nods her head enthusiastically. “What else do you want to do?”
Biting her lip, she flicks her eyes to my obvious hard-on and moans. My salami jumps in response, coughing up some more pre-splooge into my underwear. Story swivels her hips, pushing my fingers deeper inside her. I bump the toy and she makes a choking sound.
“Everything. I want to ride your shrinky dinky like it’s my own personal saddle. I want you to fire off some of your knuckle-children directly into my throat so you can warm my belly.”
She rocks her hips, releasing a desperate moan.
“Not your throat,” I snap, even if it may sound hot as hell. “You can suck, but you can’t swallow.”
“Why?” She sounds so disappointed, I nearly smile.
“Because, baby,” I coo, pressing a kiss to her asscheek. “The only place my cock snot belongs is deep inside your womb.”
“Oh, my god!”
I flinch at her reaction, worried I’ve gone too far. But then she’s bouncing her tired thighs, fucking herself on my fingers. She grunts and gurgles in pleasure as her slickened hole queefs around my lube-coated digits. It’s the prettiest symphony I’ve ever heard.
“You really want that, Freddy? You want to come inside me? Breed me?”
My hips thrust into the air, dry humping nothing. Shit. I feel like I’m two seconds from coming in my pants. I should be embarrassed, but I can’t help it. Hearing the woman of my dreams say the word breed is like crack to my balls.
“Yes.” I pant, swirling my fingers around inside her poop-chute. It’s so warm, my skin is burning, but I ignore it as a chaotic ramble of desire spills into the humid air between us. “I want it so bad. I want you pregnant with my baby. I want you big and round, your yummy boobies leaking with cream just for me. I want to sleep with my log in your river, filling you with my seed again and again until it takes. Even then, I want you full of me. I want you creamy, baby. So goddamned creamy.”
“You’re perfect,” she breathes out. “Fuck that asshole, Bud. I want you to be the one to take your skin boat to tuna town!”
My hand comes down on her juicy jungle, making her jump. She cries out.
“What the hell was that for?”
“Don’t ever say another man's name again,” I grit out, slapping the thick flesh again. It bounces under my palm as she gasps. “And damn straight, fuck him. He doesn’t deserve you. I do. I’m the one who saved you. The one who’s taking care of you.” I slap her curtains again, watching them wobble erotically. “This is mine. Say it.”
“Oh, fuck.” She whimpers. “That’s so sexy.” I bite her thigh softly in warning and she cries out. “It’s yours, Freddikins! All yours!”
“Hell yes, it is.” I lave my tongue over the small hurt, wishing it was her vagina I was licking instead. “And I’m yours. All of me.”
Story sucks in a harsh breath. “I’m yours, too.”
Thank fuck.
Suddenly, the shirt separating our view is gone, and she’s naked, hovering above me. Her eyes peer down between her thighs, locking with mine.
“My body is yours, Fred,” she declares huskily. “Now, what are you going to do with it?”
Just like that, I come in my panties for the first time in years.
Goddamnit.
