“Mm, no,” she agreed.
“So, you’re going to be good and quiet while you take this cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes!” she hissed, and I thrust into her hard and full and to the fuckin’ hilt.
She pressed her lips together and muffled her scream with a rough “Mmm!”
I slowed my pace from there, taking her nice and easy, loving the way her pussy lips gripped my cock on every stroke, trying to pull it back in on the withdraw.
“Fuck that’s good!” I hissed and worked myself in and out of her at an easy pace while she whimpered and tried to stay quiet beneath me.
I grunted, setting a pace that was half slow and easy, followed by some bursts of rough and fast, working hard at not letting our bodies completely meet in that all too dead giveaway clapping sound that’d tip anyone out there off on the fact we were in here fucking.
When I finished, it was everything in me to keep from shouting as I did it and I felt her sail right on over the edge with me, her pussy gripping and milking my cock for everything killin’ me with how oversensitive I was.
I pulled out of her carefully and before I tended to myself, I made sure to help her get her panties and jeans up. She struggled to help but I didn’t want that, I just wanted her to enjoy the ride she was on.
“Easy baby,” I murmured. “Take your time.”
She stood up slowly and turned, leaning her shapely butt against the edge of the desk to do herself up in the front as I tucked myself back away into my boxers and jeans.
“That was… that waswow,” she said with a bit of a reckless grin. “Do you think anyone heard us?”
I shook my head. “If they did, they’ll mind their business or else,” I told her and she laughed a little.
I loud knock came at the door and she jumped. I finished threading my belt through its buckle as I went to it and found Chainsaw on the other side.
“Hey, man, I need to grab that bottle of Hennessy some of us adults are grabbin’ a nip.” I looked into the top of a box on my left and took up a bottle that was the right shape and set it down, moved the top box and Chainsaw reached down and said, “Ah-ha! Thanks, bro.”
“No problem,” I said.
He winked at Cor and said, “You have fun.”
I swear she blushed to the roots of her hair but she didn’t cave, instead saying, “You missed the show. I had agreattime.”
Chainsaw barked a laugh and went on down the hall and I shut the door.
I turned to my girl and had to grin.
“I fucking love you,” I told her as she tucked herself in and fussed with her hair.
“Right back at you, baby,” she said, and her voice held that softer sultry tone that I loved. The one she held when it was just her and me and she was in her feelings.
Fuck, I was already getting hard again.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE
Corliss…
Christmas Eve had been spent at the club; the clubhouse decorated with the Christmas trees lining the big room out front that the kids had decorated. Christmasday,however, had been quiet, just me and just Hex – and we hadn’t gotten out of bed all day which was just how I liked our first Christmas together.
New Year’s Eve had found us and the club partying hard, likereallyhard and let me tell you – I hadneverbeen so hung over in my life on New Years’ Day and I still don’t know where my clothes had gotten to. Just that Hex and I had woken up naked on one of the pool tables and those that weren’t blackout drunk complimented us on our form while he’d apparently railed the shit out of me for their entertainment.
You would think I would have feltembarrassedor horrified at myself or something for my behavior. I mean I was aninth grade language arts teacherfor God’s sake – but no. All I felt was a sense of pride, like I’d accomplished something and what I certainly didn’t feel was like I’d done anything wrong or whatever.
Still, the holidays were over and it was back to reality and today was the day that Hex and I were going back to work andthatfelt like more of a death march than anything. I mean, he was essentially walking in to see if he even had a job and I was dreading that he wouldn’t when we got there.
I hated that. I hated it so much.