Page 43 of Sweet Pea

“If you like the idea of settling down so much, how about you marry yourself? Then, you can take off on a honeymoon where you can go fuck yourself.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Sorry, but I’m just not my type. Come on, I’ll buy you a drink.”

We headed to the bar where Warthog was pouring drinks and offering gummy bears from a silver tray.

“The green, yellow, and red ones are great, but the orange ones will take you to the moon,” he said, wide-eyed.

I opted for a beer instead, then had him pour a double bourbon for Callie and went to find her. She was in a deep conversation with Cricket, Eldie, and Devlin.

Fuck.

I needed to break up that little hen party right quick.

“I need to know where you got those boots,” Eldie said. “As soon as I can see my feet again, I want a pair.”

“They’re about five years old,” Callie said. “I don’t know if you can find them anymore, but I’ll give you all the deets just in case.”

“Thanks.” Eldie caught my eye and smiled. “Hey, Pea.”

I leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Hey, babe. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, honey. I suppose I should go find my fiancé, huh?”

As the women went to find their men, I wrapped an arm around Callie and handed her the bourbon, which she sipped, then let out the sexiest sigh on the planet.

“Careful,” I warned.

She smiled up at me and ran her tongue over her top lip. “Or what?”

I glanced around the room, saw that everyone’s focus was on other things, so I guided Callie into the small office used by most of us when we needed a private place to do business.

Taking her glass from her, I set it on the desk, turning her to face it and sliding her skirt up over her ass. I slid my foot between her feet and kicked them apart. “Spread.”

“Did you lock the door?” she rasped.

“No.”

“What if someone comes in?”

“Then they’ll see me fucking you and know you belong to me.”

She spread her legs while I unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down far enough for my dick to have free range, before rolling on a condom, then I buried myself deep inside of her. Jesus, her tight, wet pussy was almost too much to take. “Fuck,” I breathed out.

“Oh, my god, Pea, I’m gonna come,” she panted out as I slammed into her, the only sound was our breathing and flesh slapping flesh.

“Wait,” I ordered.

“I can’t.”

I pulled out and she whimpered with need. “What are you doing?”

“I’m giving you a minute to take a breath.”

She scowled at me over her shoulder. “Fuck that,” she said, slipping her hand between her legs and going to fucking town on her clit with her fingers.

I almost came watching her, but deciding I wanted her cum on my dick, I slammed back inside of her and thrust hard over and over until her pussy clamped down and milked every bit of me.

“Jesus,” I hissed.

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