Page 64 of Moonshine Lullabies

Bennie came out along with Hex and we chatted while we worked, Hex helping bust a few tight bolts beyond Jessie-Lou’s capability off.

Overall, despite the loud music and raucous laughter from the main part of the club, it was a low-key evening that I could appreciate.

We had her mostly tore down by the time we were done, and the night had descended from the sky a while ago.

“We’ll see y’all later,” I hollered when Axe tried to get us to stay, and before long we were arm in arm trotting across the quiet road to the lobby door of Alina’s apartment.

Once she shut the apartment door behind us and I had her to myself, I snatched her right up. Pulling her hard against me and letting my mouth positively devour hers.

Her lips were so damn soft, and just the memory of her golden-brown eyes looking up at me as they were wrapped around my cock sent me into overdrive.

God, I couldn’t believe that had been just last night… I mean, it had been just last night, hadn’t it? So much happening in such a short amount of time had me so fucked for any kind of time sense.

She whimpered against my mouth, the sound resonating through our twining tongues and I gathered her closer.

I don’t remember going for the bedroom, or losing our clothes along the way – that part was a fuckin’ blur, but one I didn’t care about one bit. All I cared about was getting her naked, and getting my mouth on her, and making her scream my name in her ecstasy.

I laid her on the bed and crawled over her, kissing her, and holding her hair back from her face. I couldn’t get over how soft her hair and her skin was. She was like a dream come true beneath me and the way she held my face back, the way she wrapped her legs around me and writhed against me, sliding her pussy lips up and down my shaft, what I’d intended to do and what I ended up doing were two very different things.

I’d intended to kiss all the way down her body and to taste her. To make her come with fingers and lips until she was nervelessly quivering beneath me – but that’s not what happened.

As soon as she started rubbing me with her sex, I lost my fucking resolve and just couldn’t wait to be inside her. I half pinned her, half cradled her in my arms and worked myself against her warm and inviting body until I found purchase andoh, fuck… the sensation of sinking inside of her was unreal.

The feel of her snug, wet heat tightening up on me and drawing me in almost indescribable. I mean, there weren’t words man invented to tell you how good she felt and it was a struggle for me to maintain my control in the onslaught to my senses.

She tasted sweet, her tongue rubbing against mine, her teeth nipping at my bottom lip. Her soft lush body felt incredible where it molded against mine. The sound of her little moans would like to drive me crazy, and as I broke the kiss and drove into her deeper, the sight of her against the covers, her long hair in a wild halo around her head – she looked like a goddess fallen to earth, and all of it held me spellbound as her scent wrapped around me and tied the whole package in a neat little bow.

Rich and earthy, with a hint of waters that held ancient secrets. The smell of cypress and secrets wafting off her skin and I felt some type of way that she’d trusted me with her biggest secret of all. A secret that’d pained her deeply for a lot of years, and if I had anything to say about it – would remain intact from the person that mattered to her the most; her son, while it pained her no more.

I would be her knight, I would bring her justice, and it would be of the darkest sort.

The thought, while a deep one, slithered back into the dark as her light shone bright, her cheeks aglow from the loving I put in and on her.

The way she held me, her hands drifting over my heated skin soothed the rage and pain I felt for what she’d been through and brought me out of the past and into the here and now.

She didn’t need me there, she needed me here, and here I would be.

I hooked an arm beneath her knee and eased in harder, putting our bodies as tight together as I could get them and the sweet cry of passion that she let out was music to my ears. The way her nails bit gently into my arms encouraging me to get a little more passionate with her, to let go a little more and get a little feral on her.

I tensed and drove into her, panting with my effort in both to pick up my pace and to hold off on coming too quickly myself before I’d gotten her off at least twice.

She reached between us and I encouraged her, “Oh yeah, baby. Touch yourself,” I said between gritted teeth. I grunted and demanded of her, “Come for me.”

She touched herself, fingertips pressing into her pussy over her clit and the sight was a visceral one. One that drove me fucking wild to see it, and I had to close my eyes for a moment to try and pull myself back from the brink.

She panted and gasped and her voice when she moaned and cried out from her pleasure was a lilting and lyrical thing that I just fuckin’ adored. I loved the sounds she made, and her vocality encouraged me to let go and just be and make my own noises. Ones of relief, release, pride and pleasure and I don’t know what – but it sure seemed to do something for her. She took it up a notch her hips rocking, her breath panting and I couldn’t help but get more and more excited along with her.

I was sure I looked like a nerd havin’ a fuckin’ seizure, or getting electrocuted or some shit once I finally came just a few moments after she did, but I didn’t care. Her pleased laughter, and the way she put her arms around me and cradled me to her? It was the best and blessed, only place I wanted to be.

God damn,she was a good woman.

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I was driftin’,my ear over her heart, listening to it tick beneath and between her perfect breasts as she lightly ran her fingers through my hair, over and over, scratching along my scalp lightly with her nails as I kept her warm and we cuddled in the deepening dark.

She hugged my head and kissed the top of it and it broke me out of my pleasure-induced fugue state where I swear to God, I was here, but I was out of body at the same time. The kind of disassociation that came right along with the best fuckin’ sex of your life.

I sucked in a sharp breath and lifted my ear from over her heart and felt kind of bad about how we were both kind of… well… I hate to say it, but there weren’t no better word for it, butmoist.

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