The 'Burg: Hold On Part 50
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"Okay," I breathed, moving, doing it fast, taking him deep, slamming down on him hard.
"Cherie." His tone was thick with s.e.x and warning. "Do not f.u.c.kin' come."
G.o.d, that pushed me closer.
"You might hafta ride this one out when I'm done, baby," I gasped, getting closer.
"Slow it down," he growled.
That only made me speed it up.
"f.u.c.k," he grunted, watching me take him. Then his hand in my hair slid to the back of my neck and curled around firm, just as his hand at my a.s.s moved so he could circle my waist with his arm.
Having a hold on me, he held fast and stayed me before a downward glide, so I just had the tip.
Torture.
"Merry," I whispered, my voice needy.
"Be a good girl," he ordered.
f.u.c.k, seriously.
"Merry." That was pleading.
"Wanna watch you f.u.c.k me like I got off watchin' you blow me," he shared gruffly. "So slow it down."
I bit my lip, straining against his hold.
"You gonna be my good girl?" he asked.
His words and, well...everything pushed me closer and my entire body tightened, fighting to drive him deep.
Something changed in his eyes that sent me spiraling.
"You're gonna be bad," he whispered.
"Baby, please."
He held me at my neck, but his arm went away from my waist.
I thought he was letting me loose.
He wasn't.
His hand landed on my bare a.s.s and the sound of the smack rent through the room as it scored straight from my a.s.s right to my c.l.i.t.
Oh yeah. I liked it like that.
"Gonna be good?" he asked.
"No," I whispered.
He gave me what I wanted and spanked me again.
My thighs jerked, my eyes stayed locked to his, and my c.l.i.t started buzzing.
"Gonna be good?" he repeated.
I shook my head.
He spanked me.
f.u.c.k...yes.
"My brown-eyed girl likes to be bad," he murmured, his heated eyes now on my mouth.
I licked my lips.
His hand landed on my a.s.s.
"Merry," I breathed.
His fingers at my neck grew light and he ground out, "f.u.c.k me, baby."
I f.u.c.ked him. f.u.c.k yes, I f.u.c.ked him hard and fast, coming on the third stroke, the o.r.g.a.s.m so huge, I started bucking, winding my arms around his shoulders, clenching my fist in his hair, ramming down on his big, thick c.o.c.k.
"Merry." It was a near cry as the o.r.g.a.s.m engulfed me.
My head shot back, my back arching, and my body kept moving, partially me, partially Merry's arm again around my waist, slamming me down.
I heard his noises as I rode out my o.r.g.a.s.m, driving deep until finally his arm around me tightened, keeping me down, full of him, and he buried his face in my tank at my b.r.e.a.s.t.s and groaned as his body shuddered under me.
I dropped my head so my lips were at his hair and allowed my climax to leave slow, sliding out of me while I sat on Merry's big d.i.c.k and held him to me.
I only moved my head when he moved his, trailing his lips up my chest, my neck, my jaw. Both his hands moved as his head did, coming up to rest on either side of my head.
He tipped me down and I thought he'd take my mouth, but he didn't.
He stared into my eyes, not moving.
I read what was in his gaze.
He liked that. He liked me being his good girl. He liked me being bad. He liked that we had that. He liked that I got off on it. He liked that I gave it freely. He liked that he could take it from me. He liked we were right there, my a.s.s red, his c.o.c.k buried inside me, as close as we could get in so many ways, him and me.
On this thought and the fact I liked it too, totally, both his thumbs slid out and he traced my cheekbones.
"Leavin' you," he whispered, and I felt every inch of me lock. But Merry didn't waste any time sharing he wasn't taking himself away. "You got less than an hour, honey. Shower. Get dressed. I got your p.u.s.s.y all over my jeans. Gonna go home, hit the shower. Change. Be back and I'm takin' you to Frank's for lunch."
I was still full of waffles.
I would eat three of Frank's fried tenderloin sandwiches to get what Merry was giving me.
He was not f.u.c.king around. Date. Meet the kid. Show nearly the entirety of the 'burg he was with me by strolling into a Brownsburg Bulldogs home game, holding my hand.
Now taking me to Frank's so the rest of that entirety of the 'burg would see it or talk about it, and the fullness of that would go beyond since they'd eventually (but soon) hear about it.
I slid both my hands to the sides of his neck, but I didn't say anything.
"Get you home by the time your kid gets back," he finished.
I nodded.
His gaze dropped then lifted.
"Good with your mouth," he muttered.
I gave his neck a squeeze and said nothing.
"Don't know which I prefer-my good girl or when she's bad."
I felt my lips curl up as my eyelids lowered.
He didn't miss it.
"She likes to be bad," he said softly and approvingly. "Gonna test that, Cherie."
I again made no verbal reply, but he felt my s.h.i.+ver and that was when his lips curled up.
His hands left my head so he could wrap his arms around me as he declared, "You're right."
Finally, I spoke.
"About what?"
"This is workin' great."
I could actually feel myself melting in his arms, and I knew it was melting even though I'd never done anything like that in my entire life.
"Merry," I whispered.
"You're all I said you were and you give great head?" His lip curl turned into a c.o.c.ky smile. "Definitely workin' great."
I sighed in fake annoyance. "A man and his b.l.o.w.j.o.bs."
"Babe, the act? Awesome," he stated. "You grabbin' my hand practically before I could get in your door and draggin' me to your bedroom so you could shove me on your bed and get your mouth on my d.i.c.k?" His hold on me tightened slightly. "Awesome."
"You have a great c.o.c.k," I shared.
His hips s.h.i.+fted and his smile didn't get any less c.o.c.ky. "It likes you too."
"Thank G.o.d," I muttered.
He kept smiling, but he did it gently pulling me off him.
He put me on my feet as he straightened from the bed.
"Gonna use your john, then I'm gonna go," he said. "After that, less than an hour, Cher."
I nodded.
"Dig Ethan, like spendin' time with him. But I want my good girl and my bad one all to me again. While I'm away, want you to think on finding us that time and soon, you hear me?"
I nodded again, back to feeling warm and squishy because he was wasting no time letting me know he wanted more of me.
He s.h.i.+fted and I knew he was adjusting his jeans even as he ordered, "Now kiss me."
I got up on my toes, leaned in, hands to his chest, head tipped back, and I kissed my guy.
It was wet but short.
When he was done, he bent, nabbed my pajama shorts and panties, and handed them to me.
But after I put them on and before he walked out of my room, he bent to touch his lips to my nose.
G.o.d.
Merry.
"Less than an hour," he said softly, then I watched him walk away.
I did it thinking that was mine. All that tall, lean handsomeness. His big d.i.c.k. Him making my son (and me) waffles. Him wanting my a.s.s in a booth with him at Frank's so he could show the whole 'burg he was claiming me.
That was all mine.
Forty whole hours, that had been mine.
And I hadn't f.u.c.ked it up.
A record.
A record I was going to keep breaking.
Maybe for eternity.
Garrett Garrett's phone started ringing before he let himself in his apartment after taking Cher out to lunch at Frank's, going back to her place and hanging on her couch (mostly making out) until her kid got home, then hanging with Ethan and her until she had to start getting ready for work.
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