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I glanced up at her face, her mouth was open as she muttered something just as foul as what I was thinking, and I pulled back and swore I heard her whimper a plea for me to stay.
But I couldn’t be sure, as I was focused on fucking her into the wall behind her. I surged deeper, harder, demanding, and owning. Our hands ended up clasped, and her chest welcomed my lips and teeth, bruises bloomed like black and blue flowers on her skin.
This woman was a fucking garden, her scent enticing a damned monster like me closer. Her very being drove me mad as she clawed at my shoulders and taunted me with words like “Harder!” and “More!”
I wanted to sink into her forever. Lifting my right hand, I grasped her throat. Tightening my hold, I watched as her eyes dilated and her mouth opened, not to scream in fear of my hard grip, but instead, she tightened around me sucking me inside, and with a grunt, I came. She wrung every last drop from my body. Relief, heart rending euphoria blinded me as her body took every drop of my cum.
The sound of water faded for a moment, and all I could hear were our hearts, beating as if they were one.
After a moment, I felt her finger running through my hair. “…Now, can we eat the pie?” she asked breathlessly.
With nothing left, I merely hummed my agreement.
I was still thinking about it a few minutes later.
She walked from the shower, her clothes sticking to her and her hair a complete mess, and without a tremble, she’d walked into my bedroom like it was her own, and damn it if she didn’t look good standing there.
“Towels?”
I pointed at the closet nearest to the door, they were built into the wall. She nodded, moving over to it. She opened it, removing her shirt. Letting it slap on the floor, she followed it quickly with her skirt and underwear. Nude, she reached inside and pulled out one of my larger towels and wrapped it around herself.
I leaned against the wall watching her.
“Shouldn’t you be running from me? I mean, usually, a woman wouldn’t be so calm after what just happened.”
“And give you what you want?” She looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes holding mischief. “Never.”
Finished tucking in the towel, she reached down gathering her clothes. “Good thing I wore washable stuff.” She looked at me in mild inquiry. “Your washer?”
“Down the hall to the left,” I said without looking.
She gave a nod and exited the room not bothering to squeeze past me.
I decided I should do the same. Getting dried and dressed would give me a little bit of the control I’d lost in the shower.
Toya
Pressing the start button on the washer I released another sigh.
My body still feeling the lethargy of being well pleasured. I can assume that we are very compatible physically, though I still can’t speak for anything else.
Connor was curious, and a curious Connor was an interested man. He would continue digging, trying to find my dark secrets before he was satisfied.
I could give him all the answers he wanted, but that would be too easy. Hearing a familiar song, I walked out of washing room and headed to the living room.
Going over to my purse, I pulled my cell out. Seeing the number, I frowned. Of course she would call to see how everything was going.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Baby! I just wanted to make sure you had made it over to Connor’s well.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, considering it’s only a fifteen-minute drive, you could say it’s almost a miracle I made it safely.”’
“Now, don’t sass me.”My mother muttered a few choice words, “I’ll just be honest, and ask what I really want to know. How did he like it?”
For a minute, a picture of me with my legs spread wide flashed in my mind’s eyes. He liked it very much, Mother, but that wasn’t what she’d asked. “I can’t tell yet, he hasn’t eaten it.”
“What? Why not, was he busy when you went over?”
