Page 47 of Striker

“Just the prettiest girl I have ever seen.” I bent down and kissed her sweet little lips. Hints of whiskey and cherry coke burst onto my tongue and I slipped past Lilah’s lips. A cough from beside us brought us out of our bubble.

“Dude, stop tongue fucking my sister’s mouth. Do that shit in private.” Goose was staring at us with a disgusted look on his face.

Lilah looked up at him with a straight face, “Better to stay away from the lake and barn then.”

Goose and Maverick stood up both pretending to gag. “Oh God! We DO NOT want to hear about our little sister like that. Come on, Lilah!” We both laughed as they walked away toward the makeshift bar.

‘In Case You Didn’t Know’ by Brett Young came on over the speakers and I grabbed Lilah’s hand. “Let’s go, Little Lark.” Hand in hand, we made our way to the pallet dance floor and I wrapped my arms around her.

We danced under the stars, surrounded by our friends and family, love radiating through the air. This is what life was all about. I leaned down and whispered in Lilah’s ear, “I love you more than anything, Little Lark.”

She gazed up at me and gently kissed me on the lips. “I love you more than anything, Striker.” We danced until the song ended and ‘Pickin Wildflowers’ came on by Keith Anderson.

My Little Lark turned and pushed that tight little ass up against me, swaying her hips back and forth. I leaned down and nipped her neck, “Lilah Rose, you are such a tease.” She laughed and grinded herself up against me again. I groaned and grabbed her hips as we swayed back and forth to the music.

When the song was done we made our way back to the picnic tables to sit down. My chest was starting to ache and I needed a break before more dancing. Lilah grabbed me another beer and checked my pulse.

“Looks like you need to go and lie down. Come on, babe. Let’s get you inside. I already have all your stuff set up.” Lilah took my hand and led me up the porch into the house. We walked up the stairs and into her room where a bag of my clothes were sitting on the floor.

Lilah gently guided me to the bed and propped me up against the pillows. “Alright, you little tease. Get over here, my cock is aching for that sweet pussy.”

Lilah just laughed and dodged my hand reaching for her. “I don’t think so, Striker. No sex for three weeks.” She wagged her finger at me as she headed toward the bathroom door, “Be right back, babe. Just close your eyes and try and relax.”

I lay my head back and closed my eyes just like Lilah said. It felt good to just relax and not worry about anything. I missed the constant action of the club, but I needed this little vacation pretty bad.

I heard the bathroom door open and heels clicking on the hardwood floor. I picked my head up and opened my eyes to see the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Lilah looked like every man’s fantasy in a little white nurse costume. The dress came right below her ass and the top plunged down, showing her perky tits. She had on white fishnet thigh high stockings with red heels and was making her way toward me.

“Time for a check up, baby.” My cock stood right at attention as Lilah dropped to her knees. She slowly unzipped my pants and dragged them down my legs. My cock was already dripping cum as Lilah took my boxers off. “Oh my, looks like we have quite the problem here huh?” She looked up at me and licked her lips.

“Fuck, Lilah. You are so goddamn hot.” She slid her hands up my thighs, letting her fingernails slightly scrape as she did. Bending down, Lilah kissed the head of my cock before taking it slowly into her mouth. I threw my head back and groaned from the pleasure.

Lilah swirled her tongue around my hard cock as she bobbed up and down. I wrapped her ponytail around my hand and guided her up and down as she played with my balls in her hands. “Fuck, Little Lark. Take it all, baby girl.”

She opened her mouth even wider as the tip of my cock hit the back of the throat, making small tears form in the corner of her eyes. That didn’t stop my Little Lark though. Lilah gripped my thighs and let me take over. I thrusted over and over into her mouth.

“Oh God I’m gonna cum, Lilah. Are you gonna take it all like a good girl?” She looked up at me and nodded her head, hunger in her eyes. I thrusted three more times before shooting my cum down Lilah’s throat. She tilted her head back and made sure to swallow every last drop.

She licked her lips when she was done and looked up at me. “Jesus Christ, Lilah. I am one lucky sonofabitch.” She laughed and got up from the floor.

Lilah kicked the heels off and stripped off her dress. Turning around, she grabbed a shirt from her drawer and threw it over her head. “Get ready for bed, cowboy. You need some rest after this day.”

Lilah headed in the bathroom and I could hear the sink running. I took my shirt off and grabbed a clean pair of boxers before getting back into bed. I pulled the quilt down and waited for my Little Lark to come out.

Lilah came patting out of the bathroom, her hair cascading down her back. She looked more beautiful than ever in just a shirt and no makeup. I really was a lucky man to be able to call Lilah my Old Lady.

I patted the spot next to me and she climbed up right up. I threw my arm around her and pulled her in close. Lilah rested her head on my chest and I kissed the top of her head. “Thank you for everything, Lilah. This was awesome to come home too, and not just that hot little nurses outfit.”

She laughed and gazed up at me. “Anything to put a smile on your face, Striker.” I leaned down and kissed her, the minty toothpaste tingling my lips.

“Just seeing you puts a smile on my face, baby girl.” Lilah sighed as she stared out the big picture window at the night sky.

“I love you more than anything, Levi Walker.” I kissed her head as she slowly closed her eyes.

“I love you more than anything, Lilah Crawford.” I slowly closed my eyes as Lilah snuggled up next to me. Three more weeks and I would be back on my Harley and taking care of my woman. Life was good and it could only get better from here.

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