Page 23 of Forever Endeavor

Panic punched him in the gut. “Shit, Billie. I-I don’t…”

“Don’t worry, I do,” she said, pulling away. He reluctantly let her go to retrieve her purse. As she turned her back, he stared at her lusciously round ass cheeks peeking out from the pink panties. He said a silent prayer of thanks he got to worship a smokin’ piece of tail like that. She waved a foil packet in victory. “Vacation stash.”

She clenched the packet between her teeth and continued her striptease, hooking her thumbs in her panties and dragging them down inch by inch until she stepped out of them. All woman, this naked goddess, now offering up the promise of sweet, eager pussy to him. His heart lurched as his cock did the same. Princess was a wet dream come to life and he was the lucky bastard whose self-control was now in shreds.

“Get over here before I fucking come just looking at you,” he panted, taking the condom and tearing it open. He rolled it on as she waited for his ready, then straddled his lap, positioning herself before slowly sinking down. In an instant, he filled her, and they both moaned aloud, savoring the pure ecstasy of being together.

“Oh, God, Billie,” he gasped, his eyes locked on hers as they fell into a rhythm. Cripes, she felt amazing inside and out.

She clung to him as his mouth went to taste her exquisite nipples, tonguing and sucking greedily. Her soft, breathy cries filled the room, and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could go on as she writhed with fevered urgency. Next time, he’d make it last longer, but tonight, it would have to last just long enough. He reached down between them, massaging her with his thumb to help her along. It might have been a quickie, but he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to make it good for her and earn a high customer satisfaction rating. Billie’s hips rocked faster as the couch groaned under him.

“Oh Sonny…oh, fuck, baby…” she whimpered, fraying his tattered nerves as he suppressed his own need. Then, sensing she was about to let go, he stopped holding back too. As her body shuddered and clenched him tight, he squeezed his eyes shut, knowing he was a goner.

“Mercy.” She heaved a happy, satisfied sigh as tremors of pleasure racked their spent bodies like seismic aftershocks. He clutched her tight, his head to her heart, listening to its rapid thumping gradually slow as she caught her breath. They stayed locked together, hot skin damp with sweat, limbs numb and heavy.“That was amazing.”

“You can say that again.” His head spun, equally lightheaded and euphorically disoriented by the cataclysmic event that shook him to his core. Holy shit, this woman. Billie Mustard not only rocked his world, she may have knocked it completely off its axis.

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