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I barely pause before I fill her up again and lean over her to take in every expletive she mumbles under her breath.
One moment she’s riding my hand, and the next she quickly gets off and bends on her knees to focus on pulling off my shirt and tugs down my jeans to release my cock below her waiting hips.
“Adriel, please. I need you in me. I want to come on your cock this time.”
“I don’t have protection Jules.”
“I’m on the shot, and I got tested before I moved here. There’s been no one else.”
“There hasn’t been anyone else for me for a long time. I’ve been tested too. But are you sure?”
She nods.
I lean my forehead on her shoulder for a steadying breath, and when I look back up her eyes are so hooded, I swear my cock jumps in agreement. I cannot wait to fill her up.
“Papi, please.”
That’s all I need.
I lift my hips to pull down my pants and boxers down to the floor. Widening my knees, I say, “Take what you want and come on my cock, Jules.”
The straps from her dress fall off her shoulders and I pull the formless lacy cups down from her breasts and play with her nipples as she takes in my tip.
I reach around to hold her ass and follow her lead to slowly bounce on me. It takes everything in me to hold back and not fuck her. The way she’s slowly teasing me is holy torture.
Tilting forward to sway her breasts right in front of my mouth, I suck on her nipples one at a time to add some tension to our mix, refusing every urge I have to punish her so good from dripping down my cock. She’s barely on me and I want to come.
Rolling her peaks around my mouth and hearing her moan is almost too good to handle. But like a good book boyfriend, I refuse to come before her. Especially not when I’m far from filling her up.
It’s as if I’m having an out-of-body experience. She notches me at her entrance and my mouth stops. My body freezes as she sinks onto me for the perfect slow fuck. She’s easing down me, inch by inch, until she’s close to the bottom, but not all the way down. I’m still not fully seated in her.
I think my girl needs a little motivation. What did she say book boyfriends do? Clear communication?
Deep in her, I reach between us to rub her clit and say, “Be a good girl and take me all in Jules. I know you can.”
She slams down until I bottom out, and I feel absolutely everything for her all at once. Every sensation is at its peak, and I’m undone. Tight around me, she’s grasped every part of me fully. I can’t feel more connected to her than I do in this moment.
Riding the length of me, over and over again, I can’t stop myself anymore from giving it all to her. She fists my hair and moans so loudly I’m sure we’ve alerted her neighbors to what we’re doing.
She whispers, “Fuck me,” right into my ear just before she sinks onto me once more.
With those two words, I effortlessly lift her up, still wrapped around my waist, to lie her on her back and give her everything she wants until we both release in quick succession. I’ve never felt so dismantled and whole before. I feel like Jules is the start and end of me.
The next few weeks go by quickly.
We spend time in and out of bed having fun and exploring each other’s desires. Something new comes up every week. This week it’s some light spanking for her, and for me it’s enjoying when she rides me while wearing my cowboy hat.
When I think it can’t get any better, building the new cabins on our property with my dad has turned into a fun activity. I was reluctant to work on it with anyone, especially my seventy-year-old dad, but he’s more spry than I expected. After he turned around on the idea, he’s added quite a few marks of his own craftsmanship to the project.
We still don’t know if it’ll definitely be the thing that brings us the money we need, but working on this is better than the incremental shifts in profit from new crops and alterations at the farmer’s market. Go big or go home.
It’s good, but not good enough. My goal to make some major progress towards the bottom line by the end of winter is fast approaching, and we’re barely done with the first of three cabins that I proposed to make on my own. With Ana’s college savings on the line on top of my family legacy, I spend every daylight hour working.
I’ve just got to work harder. That’s the only thing to do. Head down and focused, I’m on my way to my deadline working the hardest I’ve ever worked.
Chapter Fourteen
Jules
