Page 3 of Killer Peep Show
“Oh fuck,” I mutter as she bobs up and down, fondling my balls at the same time. I let her take control; she needs that sometimes. Ever since her father killed her mother, I think control was taken from her.
“Fuck, baby doll, I’m coming,” I moan as I pour my seed down her throat. She doesn’t stop, milking every drop until my cock goes limp.
She smiles and licks her lips and my cock goes hard again. I know she said no, but I flip her on her back and wait for her to nod.
When she gives the okay, I slam my cock in and fuck, she’s soaking. Just from sucking my cock which makes me feel like a God. Usually, when others fuck her, she’s never ready for it, she’s never turned on like she is with me. I reach in between our bodies and pinch her clit until she moans, bucking in time with me. Her mouth forms a perfect O as she comes, her pussy clenching my cock which makes me come hard. I collapse onto her before rolling to the side, pulling her close to me as we watch the rest of her marathon.
“Thank you,” she whispers and before long she’s out. I kiss the top of her head before falling asleep next to her.
Joelle
I’m dressed and showered before Hammond, though I’m letting him sleep in a little bit since he did clean up after my mess.
“Where are you going?” He rasps as he rolls over in bed. I wasn’t going anywhere really. I was giving him space. I feel like he thinks I’m just a job, with some really good benefits and I need to keep my distance. Hammond is the kind of man I would fall for and I’m not sure how I feel about that. He’s not mean, he never yells. But my ex was like that in the beginning.
“I’m just going down the street for a coffee and read a little bit,” I tell him.
“I can come with,” he rolls out of bed and I’m greeted with his huge, hard cock. It takes everything in me not to drop to my knees for him and only him by my choice. I’ve never had choices with customers.
“You don’t have to,” I blush and rush from the room.
I walk briskly down the street and away from my feelings. I can’t fall for him; I’ll ruin him with all my baggage.
“Oh hey, Joelle,” I hear Meryl behind me so I stop. He is my boss after all.
“Meryl. I’m going for lunch. I know I slept late, but I’ll be ready by tonight,” I mumble.
“You have the day off,” he says, surprising me. I’ve never really had a day off. I’m the girl who makes him money.
“What?”
“Okay, you don’t have the day off. Someone paid for the whole night, but it’s not here. He wants to take you out. I’ll text you the address. Hammond will go as security.”
“Okay.” I wave as he runs back to his office. I keep heading for the coffee shop I saw and I see that Hammond beat me here. Just my luck. I have to sit here and look into his sea-green eyes and fall in love while I’m just some annoying girl to her.
“Is this seat taken?” I ask and he smiles.
“I ordered you a latte with your mocha and peppermint drizzle crap you like,” he grunts.
“It’s not crap,” I chuckle.
“You saw Meryl?”
“I did. I’ll go get ready after I eat,” I inform him.
“You sure you want to meet this man somewhere?”
“I’ll be fine, you’ll be there. Meryl will lose out on a lot of money if I don’t go.”
“I just have a bad feeling,” he says.
“I think it will be fine.”
Hammond
It won’t be fine. I hate that she feels like this is the only thing she’s good at. Don’t get me wrong, she’s wild in bed, but I hate the men she sees. The man tonight is the mayor’s assistant. What happens if something goes wrong?
“Hammond?”
