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Angel chuckled. “No, you can’t.”

“Oh, yes, I can. You’re looking at me like you want to eat me. Like you want my dick deep inside your pretty pussy. Am I right?”

Heat filled her cheeks, and Angel didn’t have it within her to lie, so she simply nodded.

“Tell me, Angel.” One of his hands moved from her cheek, going down toward her breast, until he finally cupped her. She gasped as his finger found her nipple and he stroked back and forth.

“I want you, Lash.”

“Exactly how do you want me?” he asked.

“All of you. Inside me.”

He pinched her nipple, and she moaned. Deep down, she knew he wasn’t going to give her exactly what she wanted until she said the words he wanted to hear. “I want you to fuck me. I want your dick inside me, taking me.”

He slammed his lips down on hers, and Angel wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in close. His hands moved from her face and breast, going around to her ass, and then down to her knees, where he tugged, making her fall back to the bed.

She laughed but then moaned as he pulled off her pajama pants.

Angel saw the outline of his dick as it pressed against the pajama bottoms. He was rock-hard, and this was what she loved about him, along with many other things. She had once been told that there would come a time when Lash didn’t want her. He’d use her until he had his fill but then would find another woman. A younger woman. She’d be nothing but an old lady, and she’d never see him again. Not once had Lash ever pushed her to one side.

He grabbed her knees and spread her legs wide. “There’s my pretty cunt. All mine.” He ran his hands down the inside of her thighs, moving toward her pussy. She gasped as he spread her lips open and then without any warning, his mouth was on her. His tongue lapping at her clit, heightening her arousal, making her hungry and desperate for more.

She wanted all of him.

Lash took her clit between his teeth and started to score, creating just the right amount of pleasure and pain, making her beg him to not stop and yet, to keep on going. She was so close. The start of her orgasm began to build, and she moaned his name, filling the air with the sound, and then she remembered she had to be quiet.

The kids were home.

As if he realized how hard she was struggling to contain her pleasure, he reached up and placed a hand over her mouth, helping her to stifle the sound of her release.

His fingers pressed inside her, turning right toward her G-spot, and Angel couldn’t contain her pleasure anymore.

She came, hard.

Lash pressed his hand to her mouth, covering the sound. The pleasure was intense, and even before it was over, Lash was between her thighs. She felt the hard, bulbous head of his dick as he thrust between her pussy lips. She cried out as he hit her clit, and then she groaned as he slammed balls deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck me, yeah, that feels good. That’s my pretty pussy wanting my dick, like a good girl.”

She loved it when he talked dirty. As she ran her nails down his back, Lash responded by slamming hard and deep within her, going fast as he did, taking her breath away.

“I’m going to fill your cunt, Angel. I want you to come all over my dick,” he said.

Angel knew what he wanted, and she reached between them, touching her clit, and he growled.

With each stroke to her clit, she felt herself tightening around him. Lash didn’t stop though. He kept on fucking her, making her his, over and over. His cock pounded inside her, and Angel didn’t think it was possible to be close to another orgasm. Then one flooded her body, taking her by surprise as she came hard.

Lash joined her, and she felt his body pulsing, filling her with his cum. Afterward, they collapsed on the bed.

“I cannot wait for everyone to be available in a few days,” Lash said.

“And why is that?” she asked.

“Because I will get you all to myself and then it won’t be a rushed fuck.”

She went to argue with him, but they both froze as they heard footsteps out in the hall.

“Fuck!”


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