Page 60 of Pucking Rebound

It’s weird how comfortable we are with each other. It’s maddening, fucking terrible, and incredible all at the same time.

We make sense.

“Thank you for everything, Jordy. It was a lovely evening.”

“I can make it even better?” I say suggestively and throw her an irresistible grin. It’s late, I’m running on empty, but for her, I would do anything.

Receiving the message loud and clear, she fists my Henley and nips at my lips like a woman possessed. “Make me forget my day, Jordan.”

Calling me by my full name is rare for her, and when she does it makes my dick thicken.

Every. Fucking. Time.

“Strip for me.” I slide my fingers inside the waistband of her yoga pants. “Take these off. Take everything off.” I drop my lips to her neck, licking and nibbling the spot behind her ear that drives her wild and makes her orgasms more intense.

Mid-kiss, her wall of warmth leaves me cold when she steps back, looking at me with desire burning in her eyes hot enough to melt asphalt.

Fuck, yeah, she’s always so willing to please.

Pulling her sweater over her head, revealing she isn’t wearing a bra, has me freeing my dick from the joggers I changed into before dinner, tugging on it to relieve the painful throbbing in my groin.

Licking her lips, her gaze drops to my cock.

“Like what you see, baby?” I ask.

She steps forward, but I stop her in her tracks and wave my finger side to side. “Uh, uh, uh. Pants off.” I point to them. “Then up on all fours.” I slap the marble top of the kitchen island behind me, pushing my joggers down my hips and off my legs.

“You want me up there?” She points with her chin, and at the same time, kicks off her leggings, leaving her standing in her buttercup yellow lace thong that accentuates her hourglass shape that I’m utterly obsessed with.Fucking exquisite.

About to take her panties off, I stop her. “Leave them on. That’s my job.”

Walking barefoot toward me, she holds my gaze, then pulls herself up on the island effortlessly.

I make light work of my top, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor as I groan, while stroking my cock at the sight of Lola on all fours wiggling her ass in my face like I told her to.

“I think you liked it tonight when I said I was going to spank your fine ass.”

“I did.” She pants.

Fucking panting already.

“You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?”

“For you, yes, Jordy.” I love how she isn’t afraid to tell me how she feels. It’s thrilling.

“Do I have your consent to let me spank you?” I haven’t even touched her yet, but I can see the wet spot on her panties.

“Yes, sir.”

This girl is going to be the death of me and my dick.

Voice low and demanding, I growl, because I’m seconds away from turning feral. “Explain to me what happened tonight.” I run my fingertips up her outer thighs, making all the tiny hairs on her body rise.

“Tonight?” Lola looks back over her shoulder, confusion lining her forehead. “I don’t know what you’re referring to.”

Gliding my hand up her thigh, I rub her ass with the full palm of my hand in a circle, once, twice, then I spank it lightly, making her yelp and arch her back.

Soothing my hand over the pinkened spot, I rub it to ease the sting. “Think about it, baby.”

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