Page 121 of Bazooka
I pushed him away from me. “Fucking no!”
Luz smiled sweetly. “No prob, boss. I’ll just find someone else who will ride this sweet ass instead of you.”
What?
Suddenly, I saw red. No, I was out of my mind.
“Say th-that again,” I stammered when he reached for the dough on the counter.
“Or what?” he countered.
When the dough hit my face, I momentarily went blind. Then I fucking lost it.
I grabbed him by the waist and bent him over the counter, only to see a heart-shaped butt plug sticking out of his ass. Why? Because he wore no underwear.
“I told you I would be ready for you, boss,” he bit out. “Gonna fuck me or what?”
I was officially insane. I pulled the butt plug out of his ass, pressed my lips to his hole, and gave him the first rim job of my life.
“Jesus Christ,” Luz shouted as I shoved my tongue into his crack, wishing I could remain attached to it. I raised his ass as I saw fit, and dove in.
After I saw his dick spurting cum, I slapped his ass and reached for the overturned olive oil. I applied the oily liquid to my dick, going cross-eyed with every stroke. When I shoved my cock inside him, he garbled something incoherent while I lost my breath and sanity. After the fog cleared, I started to fuck him, still mindless, still breathless.
“God, if you could see this,” I bit out, staring at my dick moving in and out of his hole. “This is fucking magic.”
“Holy mother of fucks,” Luz gasped. “This angle is… ow… oh, fuck… oh, fuck…”
His ass was heaven on earth, so I kept thrusting, listening to his gasps and moans. My oily fingers were slipping down his skin, but I kept going until I made him come again. After he spilled, tugging on his dick, I thanked all the saints and sinners before unloading inside him. I saw both the olive oil and the flour falling to the floor before I blacked out.
When I came to, Luz was still bent over the counter with my cum running out of his ass.
“Fucking sexy,” I muttered, only to reprimand myself when he mumbled something like, “I can’t move.”
I stepped out of my pants so I could walk, and I took him into my arms. “I’ve got you, sweetheart.”
“God bless you, Baz,” he said as I carried him to the sofa and placed him in my lap. “How was your day?”
“A shitshow,” I replied honestly. “Yours?”
He shrugged, burying his face in my neck. “I missed you. I wanted to go to Jordan’s place but… I couldn’t stand the thought, Baz.”
“I know. I missed you, too.”
“So, nothing happened with Officer Vile?”
“Are you insane?” I asked him, feeling almost offended. “I’m with you, so how could I be with her? What kind of person do you think I am?”
My words sounded funny to my ears, but I didn’t correct myself since I was defending my honor.
“I didn’t mean to disrespect you,” Luz said, blushing. “It’s just that she’s sly, and she wants to steal you from me.”
I laughed. “Patricia of all people? That’s who you chose to be jealous of… someone who means nothing to me?”
He looked at me from under his lashes. “And I do?”
Those luscious lips begged to be bitten, so I bit them. I was too busy sucking on them when he bopped me on the head.
“Answer the question, Alisson!”
