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Big, and aching, and free.
She scrambles out of her shorts but doesn’t bother with her underwear. She simply moves it over and then—
“Oh my God!” I groan.
She’s on me.
Sinking down on me, and damn… So fucking good.
She sighs then, doesn’t attempt to move. Just sits on top of me, my cock embedded inside her.
Her eyes are closed, and she sighs again.
Then she leans against me, and even with our shirts on, I swear to God I can feel her. It’s like her skin is against mine.
And I realize…
I need this just as much as she does.
I didn’t realize how tense I was from the visit with Greg Wallace. God, especially after I found out who he truly was. I don’t like wishing harm on another human being, but damn…
We’re both tense, both in need of each other.
And this… Just being joined… It’s enough in this moment.
I’m not sure how long we stay that way, simply joined, before she finally rises slightly and pushes herself back down on my cock.
I groan.
She groans.
She stays there again for a few moments, on top of me, our bodies joined.
And I understand. I understand why she needs this.
But I have a need as well. I need to fuck.
So I lift her hips. I take control. I move her up to the tip of my dick, let her labia tickle the head, and then I push her back down.
I groan.
She groans.
And I do it again.
I take control.
At first I thought she needed to be in control. This was all her idea after all.
But now? I see what she truly needs.
She needs me. She needs me to give her what she desires.
And I’m all too happy to do so.
I go slowly at first, holding her on the tip of my cock for a few seconds before slamming her back down.
Then I increase the tempo, and finally she joins in, moving up and down of her own accord. I still grip her hips.
She slides one hand under the waistband of her panties, and damn…
When she touches herself I go fucking crazy.
I won’t last much longer, but I want her to have the orgasm she so desperately needs.
So I brace myself, hold myself in check, until—
“Ahhh!” Her shoulders shudder.
The contractions of her walls, those sweet vibrations… I feel every one against my sensitive dick.
That’s my signal.
I push my hips upward, jam myself into her, and I release.
Our groans intermingle, until I’m not sure which are coming from me and which from her. All I know is that I’m emptying into her, releasing, and a wave of calm settles over me.
A wave of calm we both need.
We stay joined for a few moments, until Aspen finally pulls away from me. I look out the window of the car.
People walk by, coming and going, but nothing looks out of place.
Not that it matters.
This was going to happen whether we were putting ourselves on display or not.
I’m not an exhibitionist, and I don’t think Aspen is either. Plus, I sure as hell don’t want to be arrested.
No harm done.
The tinted windows did their job.
I reach in my pocket, but I don’t have a handkerchief or bandanna. Not something I normally carry. But I need to give Aspen something to help her clean up.
“Baby…”
“It’s okay,” she says. “I have tissues in my purse.” But her purse is in the front seat.
“I’ll get it for you.” I strap my cock back into my jeans, open the door, get into the driver’s seat, find her purse, and hand it back to her.
“Thanks,” she says.
A few moments later she joins me in the front seat.
“That was pretty awesome,” I say.
“It was awesome, yes, but it was also necessary, Buck. I can’t tell you how much I needed it.”
“I needed it too, baby. We both did. This day has been trying, to say the least.”
“It was. I can’t believe he’s the one…” She trails her hand absently over her right breast.
“He’ll pay for that, baby.”
“He’s already paying for it,” she says. “Please. Please don’t put yourself in any danger.”
“I won’t.”
And it’s true. I won’t. But I will see that Greg Wallace is taken care of one way or another.
38
ASPEN
Getting in to see Harrison Wallace turns out to be harder than I expected it to be.
In the end, Luke’s father is the one who makes it happen.
They’ve done business in the past, although what kind of business a B-movie producer has with a leather magnate is beyond me. However, we can’t get in to see him for a couple of weeks.
So we decide on a different plan of action.
Taylor’s funeral.
Whether Harrison will show up, we have no idea. He did disown her after all. But death has a way of bringing people together, usually after it’s too late.
Katelyn and I went shopping yesterday to purchase black dresses.
Now, we’re en route to the funeral.
