Page 126 of Bourbon Bliss
I’d never heard so much need in her voice. So much desperation. She literally had me by the balls. I would have done anything she asked. But… here?
“Where do you wanna go, baby?” I asked.
“Come on.”
She took my hand and led me down the hallway, practically running in her heels. The first door she tried was locked. The second opened to a dark, empty classroom. Rows of desks faced a white board and the blinds were drawn on the windows.
As soon as the door shut, June grabbed my shirt and started unbuttoning.
“Whoa, June Bug.” I was breathing hard, aching for her, and totally into whatever was about to go down. But I wanted to make sure she knew what she was doing. “We running for second or third in here?”
She stopped on the last button and looked up at me. In the dim light her eyes almost glowed. “I want you to hit a home run, George.”
Oh, fuck.
I swallowed as she yanked my sleeves down my arms, working hard to get me undressed. “You’re sure?”
“Yes.” She attacked my belt, but paused, meeting my eyes. “Don’t think. Just feel.”
“Fuck yes, baby.”
Grabbing her by the arms, I kissed her hard. Then zippers came down, she shrugged out of her dress, and I kicked my pants off. I fumbled for the condom in my wallet while June practically ripped her panties down.
I picked her up and set her on the edge of a desk. She freed my cock from my underwear and stroked it a few times while I tore open the foil packet. Her tongue danced across her lips as she watched me roll on the condom.
Her legs widened, and I stepped in close. Held my cock and rubbed it against her, teasing her clit.
She leaned her head back, closing her eyes, and let out a sigh. “Oh, George.”
“You want this?” I asked, my voice rough and low.
“Yes.”
“Look at me.” My dick still in one hand, I slid my fingers through her hair, holding the back of her head. I wanted her to look me in the eyes and say it. “Tell me what you want.”
Her voice was breathy and full of desire. “I want to have intercourse with you.”
Only June Tucker could take the unsexiest word in history and make it hot as fuck.
I grabbed her ass, lined up the tip of my cock with her entrance, and slowly pushed inside. Her legs wrapped around me as I sank in deep.
“Yes, George,” she whispered. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I needed those yeses. Needed to hear them and know they were true.
Her pussy was hot and tight around me. I pulled out halfway and thrust back in, reveling in her moan of pleasure. Out, then in again. She held my shoulders, her eyes closed, her hair falling in sweet curls around her face.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said.
She smiled. “This feels so good.”
“Baby, we’re just getting started.”
I got a good grip on her ass and used my hips to drive into her. Every thrust sent a shock wave of sensation through me. I pounded into her, increasing my pace, her little whimpers and moans better than the roar of a Superbowl crowd.
“You still with me, baby?” I asked.
“Yes. So good.”
