Billie’s eyes fluttered. “You’re a son of a dick for doing that, you know.”
“What? You loved every second of it,” he grunted.
“You made me come while I was trying to have a conversation with your uncle.”
“I’d really rather not think about him right now.” Sonny panted, watching her bodacious breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts. “Play with your tits.”
Billie’s eyebrows fell. “Say please.”
“Please, fuck,” he managed to croak. She filled her hands with both boobs, fondling and massaging them. He watched her fingers tease and coax her stiffened nipples to fully-ripened peaks and had to close his mouth to curb the drool from spilling.
With frenzied intent, he seesawed his hips, driving into her harder and faster. Soon, the rising heat and building pressure made it impossible for him to stop, or think, let alone speak. Damn, Billie was right, he really was a bastard for making her bite her tongue. He leaned in to it and gave her everything he had up until his final thrust. “Fuuuck,” he choked, his raspy voice strained behind clenched teeth as a rapturous explosion shook him to his core.
He placed kisses on her ankles before gently lowering her legs one at a time. “Be right back,” he said, slipping out of her and then away to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Upon returning, he slid into the warmth and comfort of her arms. They wrapped themselves around one another and shared sweet, languid kisses. He smiled down at her while his hand traveled the slope of her hip to the top of her thigh, then completed the circuit again. “So, you don’t hate me, baby?”
She giggled. “I really should. What you did to me was pure evil.”
“Like shaking an uncorked bottle of nitroglycerin. I really thought you were gonna blow the roof off this place.”
“I’m glad you found it so amusing, mister,” she said, poking his chest.
“Crazy sexy too,” he added. “There’s no bigger turn on than turning you on.”
“Same for me.” She smooched him good and long, her silky lips and tongue assuring that the only thing she held against him was her naked body. “But what should we do about Cal?”
“Cal? What about him?”
“I feel bad for keeping him in the dark about us, don’t you?”
“What difference does it make if the old man knows? He’ll just be pestering us with endless questions and pressuring us to put a label on it. I don’t want him to ruin the good thing we have going.”
“No one’s going to ruin it,” she said. “Although truthfully, I kinda like this being a little secret between us. Well, us and Gurdeep. And Gary. And, uh, probably Yvette.”
Sonny chuckled. “So, what you’re saying is, if those three know, then surely the whole town is in on it. Welcome to Janus Lake, where everybody knows everybody’s business.”
“Everybody but Cal.”
He gave in to her, shaking his head. “Okay, Billie, if you really think we should tell him, fine, we will.”
Her eyes twinkled. “I like how you said ‘we.’”
“Oh yeah? As in, we make a pretty good pair?”
She nodded, her hand slipping between them, trailing from his chest down his belly and lower to rouse his drowsy dick. “As in, c’mon, big boy, we still have another condom to use up tonight.”