Page 22 of Forever Endeavor

Wow, the grease monkey had one masterful tongue. And was that a wrench in his pocket or was he justrealhappy to be sucking face with her? The sensual pressure of his plush lips and the crazy erotic tickle of his muzzle fuzz had her purring as he captured her soft moans in his mouth. Soon, being close just wasn’t close enough anymore. Heart pounding and pulse throbbing in deep, private places, Billie was on the verge of boffing him right there on the dock when a little voice in her head interrupted the fun:

Whoa, slow down there, girl. You barely know this guy and you’re ready to take the skin boat to tuna town.

Shut up, I’m on vacation. I can do whatever I want and whoever I want.

Whomever.

Can it, Grammar Nazi.

Look, I know you’re craving physical contact, but he’s still getting over his own heartbreak. Find yourself a different rebound.

He is not a rebound. He’s just a guy who conveniently happens to be willing, able and rock hard for me right now. I’d be a fool not to jump on this…uh, I mean, at this.

What’s the rush? Why don’t you wait a bit to see where this is going?

Oh, I know exactly where it’s going. Straight to bed. And trust me, the sex there is really great.

Sonny

Their kisses slowed to teasing nips and licks. As he opened his eyes, Sonny was surprised to still be standing upright given that his legs had turned to rubber. Erogenous zones he didn’t even know existed were pulsing with lust. Irresistibly drawn to Billie’s luscious lips once more, he kissed her and kissed her until they finally had to come up for air.

“Is it just me or are we awfully good at that?” she grinned.

“Oh yeah,” he answered, dizzily incapable of stringing more than two words together at a time. “Real good.”

“I’d ask you back to my place, but of course, that’s your place too. Problem is, it’s also your uncle’s place and it wouldn’t be right for us to…you know, with him under the same roof. And believe me, we’d be rattling the windows tonight.”

A devilish thought popped into his head. “We could go to the garage.”

With a naughty twinkle that drove him wild, her eyes said yes. “I like how you think.”

Outside the shop, Sonny fumbled with his keys in the dark, struggling to find the right one to fit the side door. Geez, he’d opened it a million times, but now he was all thumbs. Finally, he got it unlocked and shouldered it open.

“Promise that’s the only thing you’ll have trouble getting into tonight,” she cooed, taking a playful nip at his earlobe. He swept her up into a deep kiss, kicking the door shut once they were inside. The shop was dark except for the yellow glow of the old Champion Spark Plugs sign. Kinda romantic, actually. But he had to quickly scout a place for them to do the deed. Service counter? Too high. Shop floor? Filthy. Backseat of a customer’s car? Plain nasty. Sonny couldn’t think straight with Billie hotly tearing open the snaps of his shirt, nearly stripping him to the waist before frantically working to free it from his jeans.

“Come with me,” he said, towing her into his office. Attached at the lips and the hips, he felt around blindly for the desk lamp switch until it flickered on. Good. He wanted to be able to see her. Watch her. Enjoy her.

“A couch, perfect.” Billie cleared away the clutter and Sonny plunked into the spot she’d made, pulling her onto his lap. Kissing hungrily, he groped and squeezed her divine ass through the silky fabric of her dress. She moaned into his mouth and instinctively rocked her heat against his tightening groin in response. Breathless, she leaned back and unpinned her hair, shaking it loose until it fell to her shoulders. So sexy. Her lips quirked into a smile as she reached up to untie her dress, letting it fall forward, revealing a pink strapless bra that barely confined its fleshy contents. Immediately his hands were on her breasts, kneading them through the lace they threatened to breach.

“It’s been a long time since I undressed in front of anyone,” she admitted, biting her lip.

“We need to remedy that right away,” he managed to croak. “Take off your dress. I want to see all of you.”

Bolstered by his encouragement, Billie slid off his lap and maneuvered a spot between the spread of his thighs. With a shimmy of her hips, the dress slid down her legs to the floor, revealing matching pink panties.

“Holy shit, Billie,” he rasped, drinking in the fantasy standing before him. Curvy, smooth, and abundantly round in all the right places, she was the sexiest thing he’d seen in years. Maybe ever.

She smiled coyly. “Daddy like?”

“Oh fuck, yeah Daddy like,” he growled, his cock thundering in his jeans. Quickly, he reached for his belt buckle, undoing it and the button squeezed behind it before unzipping the fly that had been straining for the past two hours. Relief was seconds away.

Her shiny eyes locked on his, she boldly reached around and unhooked the bra, releasing her creamy breasts with a jiggle. Untethered, those beauties were a handful and then some, with nipples that stood out like cherries studding two mounds of ice-cream. He had to lick his lips to keep from drooling like a dribbling fool.

Billie’s gaze zeroed in on his crotch as he pushed down his jeans and briefs. “Let me help with that,” she purred, joining the efforts to free the cock until it was finally sprung from solitary confinement. “Oh my,” she hummed, “and here I thought the early preview was good.” She bent down and wrapped her cool fingers around his hard, twitching heat, her palm applying exquisite pressure that soothed his ache. “When this big boy is at attention, he’s really something.”

As she stroked, a groan rumbled through his body, the rush of heat and blood coursing through his pulsing veins. He couldn’t take much more. She crushed her lips against his, their tongues sliding against one another as he palmed her gloriously full breasts, gently pulling and pinching her nipples. “How much foreplay do you need, baby?”

“You tell me.” She lowered his hand between her thighs. The fabric was soaked, slick heat enveloping his fingers. He gulped, unable to keep from burrowing to explore her deeper. She clutched his shoulders, her head lolling back. “Condom. Now.”

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