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Slade caught himself smiling. “Finish me, sweetheart. Use your lips. Use your tongue. Earn my cum.”
The truth was Slade found himself closer to the edge than he cared to admit. Everything about Nelle put him in this position. He couldn’t help himself as he mixed her mystery with her beauty with the feel of her cunt and the taste of her cunt and the way her lips clenched so tightly around his cock…
Slade groaned as Nelle began to move. She pulled herself back and focused on the head of his cock. Over and over… and then taking him again. The depth of her warm throat squeezing at him. Sliding back to his full tip and flirting some more…
With one big deep breath Slade allowed his cock to thicken some more. He saw the look on Nelle’s face. She knew. She moved faster. She groaned.
She wanted it…
Slade felt his feet press harder to the floor.
“Yes,” he hissed as his cock spilled itself into Nelle’s mouth.
Nelle froze, feeling her warm, gooey reward. Then another spurt.Then yet another.She began to move again but Slade had something else in mind.
He pulled his cock from her mouth, grabbed her right shoulder and inched her back onto her heels.
“Show me your cunt,” Slade growled. “Make yourself come again while my cum drips on you.”
Nelle started to have that out of body experience again but this time she called it off. Her left hand dropped between her legs. Her right hand reached for Slade’s pulsing shaft. She stroked Slade.
He was still coming!
Warm ropes launching sweet, sticky cum to her chest. Her pointer and middle fingers rubbed and twisted against her clit, sending her instantly over the edge once more. Nelle cried out as her body tightened and released.
Slade growled each time Nelle’s hand tugged at his cock, demanding more cum spill from him. All the while Virus remained on his back on the table in prayer, desperate for some painkillers and a chance to get some sleep. That’s how the outlaw life went.
Sometimes you were laid up after getting shot… and sometimes you were unloading a load of cum into the mouth and onto the chest of a beautiful woman.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Pillowy Tits and Soft Clits
Slade carried his woman—this woman—from the shower to his bed. She clung to the back of his neck. Her eyes were wide.
Nelle wasn’t sure how to feel at that moment. Sexually paralyzed yet well aware that she was in the belly of the beast. Slade didn’t smile. He didn’t offer sweet words. He didn’t place Nelle down on the bed carefully and tuck her in and kiss her goodnight.
He put her down on the bed, did not cover her, and then stood there, admiring her damp, naked body. His eyes devouring the sight of her full, perfect tits. Her button-like nipples knotted so tight from the water and now the cool air in the room. Her hands grabbing for the sheets, skin breathing out with goosebumps.
Was she cold or just simply scared?Slade wondered.
His cock bounced with the beat of his heart. Without a spoken word they both move in different directions. Slade dressed himself while Nelle climbed under the covers and pulled them up to her chin.
As Slade sat on the corner of the bed to put his boots back on, someone knocked on the door.
“Yeah?” Slade called out.
“It’s Muffin.”
Muffin? Nelle thought.
Slade glanced over at Nelle to make sure she was covered up. Then he walked to the bedroom door and unlocked it. A curious Nelle sat up even more in the bed, keeping the heavy blankets up to her chin. She had no idea what to expect yet when she saw the size of a man in an apron as he walked into the bedroom carrying a tray of food… Her jaw dropped.
“Sweetheart, this is Muffin,” Slade said. “He keeps us fed.”
“Have to make sure some of the booze gets absorbed with something besides just their livers,” Muffin said with a grin.
Nelle told herself to stop looking so surprised. She didn’t want to insult the gigantic man.
