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She smirks. "You like to grunt, and I could say the same to you."

Grabbing her lips with mine, I kiss the sassiness out of her, until she's hanging onto my tightly. Pushing her nightshirt up, I palm her tits. She answers by palming my cock. "These fuckin' white panties are gonna be the death of me. You look like some virginal good girl I'm about to defile."

"Oh, please do that." She moves to readjust herself, but she ends up with her back to my front. "Let me turn back over." Kara tries to face me, but I hold onto her body tightly.

"Nope, you're gonna stay right there." I press my hard on into her ass.

"You're so hard." She tilts her head back.

"It's because you're so hot." I tuck my arm underneath her, and palm both of her tits in my hands from behind. She's squirming, her ass rubbing my cock. We've never done anything from behind before, and it feels slightly forbidden since we're in my childhood bed. I take one hand off her tit and move it down her body, in between her thighs. Going underneath those panties of hers, I push my fingers into her pussy, and worry my thumb against her clit the way I know she likes.

"You don't have to use a condom tonight," she whispers, as she presses her face into my jawline.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I wanna feel you come inside me Abel."

Game is fucking on at that point. I get us out of our underwear, prepare her core, and hold the base of my cock as I slide into her. Once I'm in, I hitch her leg up, pulling it back over my thigh. She moans loudly. "Shhh." I bring my free hand up to her mouth, and clasp it over, trying to quieten the sounds. Whatever this does for her, I can feel the tightening of her pussy against my cock. "You like this?"

She nods eagerly.

Because I'm on board with doing whatever she wants, I push in and pull out, testing the feel of there not being a barrier between us. I'm absolutely fucked because it feels so good. It's not going to take long for this to be over, given the situation we're in and where we are. She's pressing back against me, reaching down to move her hand along the part of my cock that isn't buried inside her. "Yes, touch me, Kara. Run that hand up and down my length."

She does as I instruct, and as we hump and rut against one another, I know I can't hold back any longer. "I'm gonna come."

"Do it." She bites my finger as I release into her body, burying my face in her neck to muffle the sounds.

My hand at her pussy strums her clit, and with a few more thrusts I feel her coming against me. Sweat is burning my eyes, and I think I might sleep for a week, but I would do it all again for her.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Kara

"This week has been insane," Rachelle sighs as we close the window on the truck, and sinks down onto the floor.

I'm already there, and can do little more than nod. "Who knew these t-shirts, and hoodies would be so popular? I didn't realize people would come out just to get them, and then decide to stay and order food."

"They are the absolute best shirts though." She looks over, giving me a smug smile. "I told you so as soon as you came up with them."

Tacos and love have been pretty popular on social media lately, and I came up with what I thought was a good idea. Turns out it was a great idea. I got a small logo made for the food truck to put on the front of the shirts. On the back, I had a few sayings sublimated.Feed me tacos, and tell me I'm pretty. Let's taco bout how much I adore you. Tacos are my love language. Tacos are my Valentine.The last one being the most popular since Valentine's Day is in two days.

"You were right, is that what you want to hear?" I groan, as I try to pick myself up off the floor. There are empty boxes in the back of the truck, and it looks like a fucking tornado has gone off.

"Yes, thank you."

I'm tired, just looking at the clean-up we have to do. Looking at the time on my phone, I remind her. "You need to get to class."

"What about clean-up?"

"You have class, I'll handle this. I own the business, Rachelle. This isn't your responsibility. Go get your education. Abel and them aren't working today because of some issues they're having with a vendor. I'll see I can get one of them to help me."

"Okay." She's reluctant. "If you're still working on it when I get out, I'll help." She offers.

"Don't worry about it. I'll handle it. Thank you for being an amazing employee."

She gets up, smiles, grabs her stuff, and heads out the back door. When she's gone, I look at the mess, and sigh heavily. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I take a picture and send it to Abel.

K: The shirts were a hit. Any chance you can come help me clean up?

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