Page 73 of Love is Blind

The door to the trailer opens pulling me away from my thoughts and I’m immediately engulfed by the scent of Ghost’s cologne. Gripping the edge of my desk, I pull myself up and flash him a smile.

Act cool Birdie, don’t let him know you’re crazy in love with him.

“Babe…” His voice trails and the door closes. “What the hell are you wearing?”

“Leggings and a t-shirt.” I pause, lifting my hand to feel if my t-shirt is inside out or something. My hands close around my tits and I realize my mistake. “Oh, I forgot to put on a bra this morning.”

“Take your shirt off and get on top of the desk,” he orders gruffly.

“What if Holly comes back?”

“Birdie, lose the fucking shirt and get on top of the desk. Now.”

All thoughts of Holly immediately disappear, and I whip my shirt over my head before pushing everything off the desk. I go to hop on top of it, when I walk right into the dog. Bending over, I scratch by her ears and tell her to scram.

“Mommy and Daddy have plans.”

A growl sounds from behind me and the next thing I know my leggings and panties are around my knees. Spinning me around, he lifts me on top of the desk and spreads my legs as far as they’ll go with my pants still being on. He undoes his belt and I hear him work the zipper down on his jeans. They drop with a thud and his hands move up my thighs.

“Got some business in Charlotte,” he says as his fingers find my pussy. “Gonna be gone a couple hours. I leave you go put a fucking bra on.”

“What about Tara’s birthday? We’re supposed to be at Sally’s—”

Plunging two fingers inside of me, he cuts me off.

“Ink is gonna take you and I’ll meet you there. Now, no more talking, babe. Lift your hands and play with your tits while I fuck you nice and hard.”

God, I love it when he talks like that.

Lifting my hands, I pinch and pull at my nipples, getting them even harder than they were when he first walked into the trailer.

“Yeah, babe, just like that.” He grips my hips hard, his fingers digging into my skin. “Perfect tits and a perfect cunt. Pink, tight, and always so wet for me.”

Then he pulls me to him and thrusts into me, giving me every hard inch of his cock in one go. I must’ve missed some things on the desk, because I hear something drop to the floor and Lucy starts to bark.

Oh, fucking well.

I give my nipples one more tug before winding my arms around his neck and he takes off, fucking me harder and quicker than ever before. The friction of his pelvic bone slamming against my clit sets me off and I come quicker than I’d like. But he keeps going.

I lift a hand to his face and my chest constricts, an overwhelming sense of loss tugs at me and my eyes fill with tears. He leans into my touch and calls my name as he comes, his cock twitching and pulsing inside of me. His grip loosens on my hips and he touches his forehead to mine.

“You’re my girl, you know that, right?”

“Yeah, baby,” I whisper. “I’m your girl.”

His mouth covers mine and he kisses me softly, his tongue gliding over mine. It’s a quick kiss, but one I feel deep in my soul.

We break apart and he helps me right my clothes, before he pulls up his jeans.

“Might want to change your panties.”

“Yeah,” I whisper.

“Babe?”

“Hmm?” I croak.

“You got anything against going on the pill?”

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