Page 27 of Zombie's Howl-O-Ween
If I could smile, I would. Pleasing people gave me satisfaction. It was what made me great working in the deli and dealing with customers. I was excellent doing customer service.
And right now, Brandon was going to get the best service of his life.
I sucked on him and just went with it, letting my instincts guide me.
“You’re so good, Trix.” He held my head bucked his hips, showing me what he liked.
When I found my rhythm, it seemed like he copied me, as if we were dancing.
I was in the groove, enjoying myself and hoping he was too, when suddenly, he exploded in my mouth. I was so taken by surprise, that I pulled back and his cum sprayed me in the eye.
A yelp burst from my mouth and I shielded my face as if it would help. I then started laughing, like hysterically so, because this was just my luck.
“What happened?” he asked.
“I thought I was going to die by your cum.” I crawled out from the blankets, needing fresh air. And to wash my face. I pointed at the sticky mess. “Look what you did to me.”
He studied me for a long minute, then he burst out laughing. It was the best sound ever and gave me warm fuzzies just like my favorite Christmas song would do.
It was also the first time I’d heard him sounding so amused and playful.
Getting sprayed in the face while giving my first blowjob was pretty freaking hilarious. Just another memorable experience I would remember with Brandon.
“Come on, gorgeous. Let’s clean you up.” He got out of bed, lifted me into his arms, and carried me into the bathroom. “Get ready for me to fuck you in the shower.” He set me on my feet.
“Ha ha. You’re a funny man.” And out of his ever-loving mind.
“I’m serious.” He turned the shower on and took in my full figure in an admiring way. No guy had ever looked at me the way Brandon did. Like he really liked my curves in and out my clothes. “Sex in the shower is amazing.”
“Oh, so you’ve done it before?” Probably with one of the skinny Kittens. I faced the sink and soaped up my hands, then got scrubbing.
“Yes, but we’re not talking about that.”
“You’re the one who brought it up.” I splashed water on my face. “And if you believe you could do with me what you did with a thinner woman, you’re wrong.”
Maybe I needed to explain the logistics to him. I was confident I weighed fifty pounds more than any of the Kittens. Sex in the shower wouldn’t work with me. He was very tall. No way would we line up properly to screw. He’d have to lift me and hold me against the shower wall. We’d crash and probably break a bone. Nope. Not happening.
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do.” He slapped my ass.
I screamed at the sting. “Brandon!” Shock didn’t come close to how I felt. And strangely, my heart was racing and not in a bad way. I was excited and instantly aroused.
“Come on.” He took my hand. “First, I’m going to wash you, then I’m going to fuck you. Understand?”
“We’re going to die in the shower. I just know it. Your club brothers are going to find us in a pile on the tile. Blood everywhere. And my naked ass staring back at them. I’m glad I’ll be dead, so I don’t die of humiliation.”
“Jesus, woman. Don’t you trust me?”
“I want to, but I’m heavy. Get all this skin wet and soapy and it’s not going to end well for either of us.”
He slapped my ass again, and I only jumped this time and got wetter.
“You like being spanked, dontcha?” An evil glint sparkled in his blue eyes. He hoisted me up and I wrapped my thick legs around his waist. “Answer me.”
“Yes, I like it.” I rolled my eyes. As if he couldn’t tell.
“Knew it.” His hand went under me, and he swiped the tips of his fingers across my opening. How he could hold on to me this way was impressive. Maybe he could fuck me in the shower.
“Oh, Brandon.” A moan flitted out of my mouth.
