Page 91 of Bourbon and Secrets

And fuck me, she does it without hesitation.

I tap the head of my cock along the length of her tongue. One. Two. Three times, before I push it farther. I drag it back as she looks up at me, eyes telling me she’s ready for it all. Again, one, two, three times, making me slippery wet. “Now wrap those pretty lips around me,” I barely breathe out, because she’salready doing it before I finish saying the words. Pulling my cock back, I tease myself along her lips, a shiver rippling through me. “Keep that ass tipped up for me, baby.”

She makes a muffled mewl around me. “You like me calling you that?”Baby.But instead of letting her answer, I push into her mouth as I move my hand down the center of her back. She takes me down her throat so fucking far that she gags around it. But when I move to pull back this time, her hand wraps around my leg and she pulls me deeper.Fuck.

Relaxing her throat, she holds me there, and with a hum—like she’s turned on by all of this—swallows. My head drops back, eyes slamming shut as I thank every higher power right now. When she does it again, I practically see stars as the movement of her throat sucks the head of my cock. I hiss out air between my teeth and try to keep it together, but fucking hell, that might have just ruined me.

As I pull back slowly, feeling how wet and juicy her mouth made me, I hold my fingers under her chin.

She watches me through her thick lashes and watery eyes.

“You’re a fucking goddess,” I tell her as I rub my thumb across her lips now smudged from her leftover red lipstick. “That was perfection...” I lean down, kissing her, and then shift my body around her to get to what I want. “Ass up, baby.”

Arching herself more for me, I kneel behind her and let a finger drag down the crack of her ass and through her soaked pussy right to her swollen clit. I let my fingers play in that spot as she moans, fluttering along the crease of her ass cheek, and as I move it higher, I rub a small circle right in the spot I’m planning to slap. With one fast move, I spank her ass cheek, and then spread her open without another second wasted. I need a taste. I drag my tongue along the entire dripping length of her, relishing her whimpers and how she pushes back into me. I don’t missany part from her pretty puckered asshole down to a pussy that I need to fuck.

She pleads for more, the sound of my name muffled by her mouth meeting the cushion.

“This isn’t going to be soft, baby,” I tell her as I roll another condom down my length. Her thighs are wet from how turned on she is by this, and she rubs them together in anticipation.

“Good,” she groans out. “Show me.”

I sink into her wet, swollen pussy in one fast move and give her a nice slap on the ass with my first thrust.Goddamn.

She moans with a laugh. “That's all you’ve got?”

I watch as my cock pulls out of her. It’s a filthy sight—the deep pink color of her pussy and the way she rewards me, coating my cock with a sheen of arousal. Wrapping my arm around her front, I bring her back flush against my chest. I nuzzle my nose along the crook of her neck and breathe her in. “Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything you beg me for right now.”

She hums and leans into the kisses I pepper along her skin. Gliding her fingers over mine, she moves my hand down to her clit as I rock into her. “Play with me. And I’ll come all over that thick and delicious cock of yours.”

It’s all the encouragement I need. I roll my hips into her hard, pulling back just enough to do it again, little slips of breath escaping her lips each time my hips punch forward. I move my fingers in circles along her clit until she’s shaking in my arms.

“I’m going to...” she cries out, just before her pussy pulses and squeezes around me.

I fuck into her as deep as I can, and it still doesn’t feel like enough. Not even when she moans my name, coaxing me closer. Turning and lying in front of me, she pushes her tits together.

“Everywhere, Foxx.”

I rip off the condom and do exactly what she asks. I paint her tits and stomach with my cum as my orgasm rips through my body, leaving someone I barely recognize in its wake. I rest on my heels as I watch her rub it into her flushed skin. It releases some kind of primal need I never knew existed within me. It feels like I’ve claimed her as mine—it’s dirty and sofuckinghot.

She smiles as I help her rub my mess across her chest. “I like that.”

I blow out a breath and pull her up and into my arms. She laughs, not caring about the sweat or the come.

“Yeah, Peach.” I rub my lips along her shoulder and up the side of her neck. “I more than liked that, too.

Chapter 32

Faye

“You realize you’re staring, right?”I ask my sister as I come down the front stairs and catch a glimpse of her standing and staring out the front, fixated on our very shirtless neighbor throwing hay bales from the back of a trailer.

“Yeah, I’m aware,” she says, and a twinge of pride has me smirking, knowing that I’ve had my hands all over that very delicious looking chest. “I know what he’s doing, but what’s with the hay? They have a dog, not horses.”

“A cow,” I tell her, watching on with embarrassingly full attention. “Where’s his shirt? It was just above freezing this morning.”

She glances at me with a baffled look. “Where are they going to house a cow? There’s not a barn on their property for that.”

I sip my black coffee. “He’s one-fourth owner of the largest bourbon brand in the world; I have a feeling if he wants to build a barn, he will.”

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