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Chapter nine
An Organic Strap-On
Alfie
4 weeks later
I regret waiting until my last day in Salem to pack up my motel room. Majority of my things are at Georgie’s anyway, as I’ve spent every night there since our haunting at the little bitch’s house.
I’m a bit blue about the whole situation, but I suppose leaving was always the plan. I just didn’t expect I’d be leaving my heart here too.
Now, I’ve wasted precious time I could have spent with her. When I arrive at her place, I try to focus on having the night together rather than being bummed that it’s the last one for a while. And to be honest, I don’t know when our next one will be. Who knows how well long-distance relationships work while running in the mob.
But we’ll make it work, I tell myself as I unlock her front door. I’m immediately unsettled when I open it to a dark apartment. All the lights are off, and a faint orange light gently spills from the bedroom.
On instinct, my hand goes to my waistband for the gun I stopped wearing when I met her. I ball my fist at the empty space and call out, “Georgie?”
“In here.” Her voice floats from the bedroom. She doesn’t sound distressed . . .
I’m still on guard as I make my way to her, but nothing could prepare me for what I find.
Her entire bedroom is dotted with a dozen or more candles. They cast a sensual warmth that fills my heart and lungs.
Georgie, who was lying with her knees drawn up and head on a pillow, rotates onto her side into the “paint me like one of your French girls” pose. She’s in a beautiful blush lingerie set, which is enough to take my breath away. But when I see what completes her outfit, I feel truly lightheaded as all the blood in my body rushes to my cock.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she purrs and seductively strokes the cucumber jutting between her legs.
“Oh, m’lady . . .” I drop to my knees in reverence and utter gratitude.
“I thought I’d make our last night special and finally make that sweet arse mine. Would you like that, Alfie?”
I hurry to my feet just to stumble a few steps forward and fall back on my knees at the foot of her bed. Elbows on the mattress, I clasp my hands as if praying. “More than fucking anything.”
Even in the dim light, I can tell her cheeks brighten with pink at my declaration. She pats the mattress in invitation, and I jump to my feet, quickly stripping down to nothing.
When I climb on the bed, she sits up and grabs my face, pushing me back toward the headboard while kissing me. My head falls back on the pillows. I feel the cucumber prod against my stomach as she slinks down my body.
By the time she reaches it, my dick is a fleshy steel rod. She drizzles lube onto her fingers while making sultry eye contact with me. I draw my knees high and wide.
Two cool fingers press against my sphincter. “I’m going to suck your lollipop while I stretch your peach ring.”
“Take me to the candy shop, baby.” I fold my hands behind my head.
Her fingers start by exploring the tight ring, massaging circles and pressing gently without penetrating. At the same time, her tongue licks up and down my shaft. Suddenly, “Lollipop” by Lil Wayne is stuck in my head and I’m asking to touch her “lovely lady lumps.”
She looks up from my boner with a smile and leans forward to let me fondle her boobs. I pull them from the pretty lace cups. “For the record, I still think these belong in a museum—oh!” I exclaim as her fingers breach my backdoor like a SWAT team.
“Shit, was that too much? I didn’t know how hard to push so I just went for it.”
“Went for it you did.” I laugh.
“Am I hurting you?” Her brows knit together.
“No, not at all. I was just surprised in the moment. Don’t stop,” I assure her, and a relieved smile spreads on her face. She gives a few more testing thrusts, watching my face for reactions before returning to blowing me.
As soon as she takes me all the way in her mouth, I feel ready to explode. Her fingers in my ass feel so good in combination with her wet, hot mouth. I grab the backs of my thighs and spread myself even wider.
She sucks my balls, and I groan. “God, yes.”
