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I slowly open my eyes. “Yes?”
“Eyes on me when you come.” His jaw flexes, and that’s all it takes.
I scream out as the orgasm rocks me, and my juices coat his fingers before splashing on the floor. With each thrust, more cum joins the rest until I’m gasping for air.
“I love how you come for me.” He lifts me off the table, turns me around, places my face and chest on the wooden table, and yanks down his sweats.
In one fluid motion, his cock fills my already quivering pussy, stretching my contracting walls, and my vision goes black at the edges. Monday. Monday, I’m telling Mr. Burke I’m leaving San Franscisco. It doesn’t matter where I work. Where I live. Or how I pay my bills. I don’t care. I want, no, I need to see Cole every day. I can’t go on living in two different places.
His strong thighs slap against the back of my legs, and I grasp at the white tablecloth. His hands clutch my hips as he drives erratically into my core. The friction intensifies as another orgasm builds inside me.
“Your. Pussy. Is. Heaven.” Each word is punctuated by the slapping of his thighs against me and the hitting of my cervix. Lights flash behind my eyes as the mixture of pleasure and pain wars within me. More. I want more. I need more. My body arches for more friction. More pleasure. More–anything.
“Harder and don’t stop.”
“Jesus,” he groans, but the fervor of his movements elicits endless gasps until my throat is so raw, and I can barely get a sound out that doesn’t sound like I swallowed gravel. And then, he drops a hand from my hips, swirls around my asshole with one finger, and slides it past the hard rim.
“Yes! Fuck, yes! Yes. Oh, fuck!” The words spill from my lips as he drags the most spectacular orgasm out of my body while filling both holes. His fingers continue to slip in and out of my body as I shake uncontrollably.
“That’s it, baby. You fuck like a dream.” He tightens behind me and spills his semen deep inside my core.
The world slowly returns to focus as we drag in gulps of air, and exhaustion overwhelms me. I need sleep. And a shower. And–
He slips out of me and inserts a finger into my core.
“Oh, my God. Don’t you….” My eyes roll back into my head.
“Lay there and keep those pretty eyes closed. And then you can rehydrate.”
I sag against the table as he continues to play my body in ways that don’t feel humanly possible.
Chapter Forty-Four
Monday Morning
Cole
I wave at the local flower shop owner as I near the hardware store. Nadine must be nearly 80, but she’s still as spry as always. She smiles, stops, and waves back before re-tucking her black money bag under her arm. This…. I shake my head. This, I’ll miss.
After passing by the hardware store, I near the 4-way stop. In front of me, there are four vehicles idling from each direction. As I slow behind the mayor’s car, Layla chases after Gertrude while waving her hands in an effort to shoo her to the other side of the street. Kameron stands on the green grass in front of the park gazebo with his hands shoved into his pockets.
Layla’s sundress and white apron pair nicely with her hair piled on top of her head, exposing her wide grin and glowing cheeks as she safely navigates the momma duck and her brood while Kameron shakes his head and raises his blackout sunglasses to the top of his head.
But the expression on his face is far from irritated; he laughs and wraps his arms around her as I drum my fingertips on the steering wheel. Kameron wanted nothing to do with this town long-term, having been born in Kansas City. And now, he’s all settled in and ready to start a family. I rotate my neck to ease the tension settling across my shoulders and inch forward as the vehicles rotate from right to left, letting each other go while waiting for their turn.
The yellow sunshine beams down, eradicating the cool chill of the early morning. There’s not a cloud in the sky. Quit moaning. The sun will shine in San Francisco. There will be fucking ducks there. It’s 2 ½ hours away, not halfway around the country.
Kameron and Layla step away from each other and wave when they see me. We’ll be back here for birthdays and baby showers. Hell, Harbor is here nearly every weekend. But over time, we’ll drift away. Harbor and I will have kids, and they’ll be in activities.
Eventually, we’ll only make it once a month. Then, every other month. Maybe for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I grip the steering wheel and speed through the 4-way stop. Don’t be a pussy. You love Harbor and moving to San Francisco is what will make her happy. End of story.
I straighten my back and firmly get my head out of my ass. Change is good. And I’ll see Harbor every day. Happiness and excitement swell inside me. That I can get on board with.
After pulling into the fire station parking lot, I glance at my watch. She should be arriving at work in an hour. I shove the gearshift into park and climb out while fighting the urge to call her. I can wait until she gets there and calls me. I chuckle under my breath. Barely.
Kameron pulls in, causing the gravel to kick up under his tires, making a grating sound.
“Hey, bud.” He joins me as his door slams shut.
