Page 112 of Moonshine Lullabies

“Oh!” she cried and her voice was light and breathy. It was a familiar sound and clued me in that I had damn well better not stop. I kept at it, struggling to keep it together as her pussy tightened around me and my balls tried to tighten right along with it.

Mm-mm, no way, not yet,I scolded my body silently.

Not yet, not yet, not yet,became my inner mantra as she went closer and closer to the damn sun, and I was right there with her.

“Ah!” she cried, and she convulsed beneath me, shuddering. Her body worked my cock rhythmically and I went right on over the cliff with her.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” I groaned, and I lost my synch and did everything I could to get my uncooperative muscles and trembling arms to hold me up just enough so I wouldn’t crush her.

She laughed between her breaths and pulled me down on top of her, crooning, “Don’t be stupid, relax.”

I laughed and at least tried to go off to one side and that pulled me from inside her andoh crap,too much!I made the sound that every man made when they realized they’d overdone it and were too sensitive and did the thing anyway that provided yet more stimulation.

I got over her leg and laid down on my side and dragged her against my chest.

It wasn’t like she resisted, quite the opposite in fact, cuddling into my side and resting her head on my shoulder.

“I needed that,” she said on a sigh a moment later after our breathing had returned to a normal rate of speed.

“Hmm, me too,” I said and kissed her head.

“Love it,” she declared.

I chuckled and swept my hands over her soft skin at every point that I could reach it.

“So how’d it go?” she asked after a while.

“Hmm, it was a shitshow,” I told her honestly.

“I figured,” she said. “Just based on whoever kid Tommy is.” She turned and rested her chin on her hand on my chest.

“Yeah.”

I recapped everything that’d gone down at the meet and she snorted.

“Goddamn, you’d like to think their drug of choice is literally stupid, and they’ve been mainlining that shit.”

“Pretty much sums it up exactly,” I said.

“So, what does this mean for us?” she asked, and I knew she meant our household.

“Well, it means war for the club, but for here? It’s pretty much stay on high alert and don’t let your guard down before we get a chance to handle it.”

“Okay,” she said carefully, and I kissed her forehead.

“It shouldn’t be over long, baby,” I said. “Club is gung-ho that these idiots have fucked around enough, we were more than fuckin’ reasonable. They wanted to find out, they’re gonna. Party’s over.”

She nodded.

“Anythinggoodcome out of tonight?” she asked and I chuckled.

“Yeah,” I said, nodding. “Clubs in the early stages of planning a vacation back home for me. Families included, giving you and Tate the chance to meet my papaw and to go to that rock place I told you about.”

“Really?”

She shot up at that and I said, “Really. The otherwise pristine cherry on top of a night that was mostly a shit sundae.”

She laughed and said, “Ew, gross, don’t ever use that one again.”

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