Page 30 of Free Fire Zone


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“Stuff you hear that chicks like, but you never find one that actually does.”

“Okay, I’m gonna need examples.”

A sly grin spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair. “I’m not sure it would be gentlemanly for me to tell.”

“Fuck you. I just spent the night with my dick trying to break through a fucking wall. Give me something!”

“Alright,” he laughed. “Geez, calm down. So, you know how there’s one place a man always wants to go, but you very rarely get the green light to take advantage?”

I sat back in my chair, completely stunned. “No.”

“Oh, yeah. Twice.”

“Willingly?”

He shot me a dirty look. “Like I would breach a contract like that. Hell yeah, it was willingly, and her suggestion. I was so shocked, I just sat there for a minute staring at it.”

“The forbidden palace,” I mused. “What was it like?”

“You’ve never…”

“Never found a woman that was willing. But I’ve dreamed of it.”

“And it’s everything you would dream of and so much more,” he sighed, taking a sip of his coffee. “And the fun didn’t stop there.”

I groaned, flopping my head on the table. I wasn’t sure I could hear this without passing out. But I still had to know. “What else?”

“Let’s just say she’s very good on her knees. Both on the floor and on the bed.”

That was a little confusing. “Okay, I got the floor part, but what about the bed?”

He leaned forward, lowering his voice. “She climbed on me and just started riding me,” he hissed. “And when I tried to touch her, she fucking yelled at me.”

“That doesn’t sound very appealing.”

“Right? Until she climbed off of me and bent over, begging me to slap her pussy.”

“She did what?” I exclaimed, shoving out of my seat. I glanced upstairs, then sat back down, amazed at what he was telling me. “She…actually said that?”

“Over and over again. Harder, Brock. Fucking harder!” he said in a girl’s voice. “I was flipping the fuck out, sure she was going to yell rape or something. But she was actually into it. And then?—”

He pressed his fist to his mouth, shaking his head slightly.

“What?”

“I can’t.”

I grabbed him by the shirt, practically hauling him over the table. “I spent the whole fucking night sleeping beside the girl of my dreams with no fucking outlet for the testosterone running through my balls. You’re gonna fucking tell me and don’t leave anything out!”

“Alright, alright,” he said, tearing my hands off his shirt. “She…she cuffed me. Like, tied me up with rope and had her way with me.”

“Seriously?”

He nodded, his eyes wide as saucers. “I’m telling you, she’s a fucking dominatrix in bed. It was…the most amazing experience of my life, and terrifying at the same time. I thought for sure I was going to die when she stuffed her panties in my mouth. I couldn’t fucking breathe!”

“Why did she do that?”

“So she could suck me off without having to hear my voice!”

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