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Her lips twitched with amusement. “So, a gay guy?”
“I don’t think I can legally stipulate that, but yes.” My phone alerted me to a text message. Pulling it from my pants pocket, I saw it was my mother. “Get on that, Taylor.”
“Yes, sir. Right away,” she said with a light laugh.
As I sent a reply, I walked over to where Arella was speaking to a small group.
“Babe, we were supposed to meet Palmer ten minutes ago,” I reminded her.
She quickly said goodbye to the others. As she turned around, I caught her around the waist and kissed her. With a happy sigh, she melted against me. “I take it your meeting went well?” she asked as we walked toward her dressing room.
“That depends on our conversation later tonight,” I told her, letting my hand slip to her ass and rubbing my fingers over the fleshy globe. My cock hardened, pressing painfully against the zipper of my slacks. That effortlessly, she made my body respond. I stayed hard for her.
As soon as we were in her dressing room, I kicked the door shut. She glanced at me over her shoulder at the sound of the lock being flipped into place. “Take that damn wig off,” I commanded, already undoing my belt.
She pulled it off then reached under her dress and pulled off her panties. I grabbed them and stuffed them in my jacket pocket. Wrapping my fingers around her wrist, I pulled her over to the couch and sat. One-handed, I undid my slacks and reached in to free my throbbing cock.
“I’ll be easy,” I promised as I took hold of her hips and lifted her until she was straddling me. I felt her pussy drip onto the head of my cock and groaned through my teeth to muffle the sound.
Slowly, she sank down on my shaft. “Is it wrong that the pain makes the pleasure that much more intense?” she breathed at my ear.
My cock flexed inside her, causing her to whimper. “Nothing that makes you feel good could be wrong, baby.”
As she moved her hips, riding me so well I saw stars, I strummed her clit. I wanted to linger, savor every second of her like this, but we were already late for lunch with her friend. When her breathing changed, I knew she was close. Two more pumps into her sweet pussy and she came apart for me.
“Jordan,” she cried, her eyes wild as she jumped to her feet.
I growled at the loss of her and grabbed for her, but she only glared at me as she dropped to her knees between my legs. “You forgot the condom again,” she scolded. “We need to be more careful.”
“Babe—” But whatever I was going to say escaped my mind as she fisted the base of my cock and wrapped her lips around my tip. “Ah, fuck, baby.”
Her hair was still pinned in place so the wig would sit seamlessly on her head. Cupping the back of her head, I urged her to take more of my length. Seeing the way her lips were stretched around my shaft, watching her cheeks hollow as she sucked me off, was enough to make my balls tighten. When the tip hit the back of her throat and I felt her swallow without pausing for breath, I exploded.
Her soft hand stroked me through the release, milking every drop of come from my cock. Pulling back, she licked her lips, making me want to bend her over and fuck her all over again.
Grinning wickedly up at me, she leaned forward and pulled her panties from my pocket. “To be continued,” she murmured in a voice so sultry, my cock turned to stone.
Seeing my reaction to her, she giggled and kissed the tip before hopping to her feet. Stepping back into her panties, she fixed her dress and started pulling the pins from her hair. “Give me five minutes to make myself presentable, and then we can go.”
I sat there watching her brush out her hair, and I halfheartedly stuffed my dick back into my pants. I could smell Arella on my clothes, and that made me smug as hell.
“We could skip lunch with Palmer and go home for an hour or two,” I suggested. “Just send Taylor over to meet her alone. They won’t want us around anyway.”
She tsked me as she pulled her long dark hair up into a ponytail. Picking up her purse and phone, she crossed to the door. “Are you coming? Because I have no problem going without you.”
Sighing heavily, I got to my feet. Her blue-gray gaze skimmed over me with banked hunger, and I growled at her in response. With a giggle, she took off running. Grinning to myself, I gave chase.
Fuck, but she made me happier than I could ever remember being in my entire life.
Fourteen
Arella
Palmer knew me so well that she already had drinks ordered and salads waiting on the table when we finally got to the restaurant. My tardiness was just something those who loved me accepted without compla
int. I tried to be on time; honestly, I did. But things always just came up—or distracted me.
Luckily for me, I had understanding people who overlooked my shortcomings.
