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“Hell, yes, stop whining and just get your sexy ass in here.”
“This probably isn’t safe. Where did you come up with this twisted fantasy?”
“Uh, nowhere in particular.”
“You’re a sick woman. This i
s your Christmas present?”
“Yes. Troy, the candles are lit. The sex police are asleep, and Auntie Parker is on watch. Your mom and Luis will be here in seven hours. Need I say more?”
“I’m coming.”
“What’s taking so long?”
“I feel like an idiot.”
“It’ll pay off. I assure you.”
“Baby, I’ve done some shit in my days, but this…”
“Days I don’t need to know about.”
He pauses behind the door. “Good point. Let’s never have that talk.”
“Stop stalling and get your butt out here.”
“Is this about the new gardener? Is he putting the moves on you? Cause I’ll kick his ass.”
“He’s like…sixty years old.”
“You and I know age ain’t nothing but a number.” Just as he says it, the bathroom door bursts open, and my man stands at the threshold wearing nothing but a leaf blower, his fists on his hips, his head cocked to the side.
Laughter bursts from me as he points the hose in my direction. “I knew it. This is payback for something.”
“Not at all,” I manage to say as he stalks toward me. I lift my hand to stop him and circle my pointer in demand. He narrows his eyes but slowly turns, giving me full view of his perfect ass before turning back to give me the better view.
“I really would have preferred a cape.”
“No, this is much better, even better than my fantasies.”
“Yeah? You like this, weirdo?” He turns again as I nod repeatedly. “This is what turns my wife on?” I nod and nod as he models my present. Yes, I bought a leaf blower and had my husband open it in front of my children and best friend—the only other person who would understand my fantasy. Sue me.
“So, this really is more for you than me, huh?” He’s smiling, and it steals my breath. He would do anything for me, even wear a power tool buck naked on Christmas Eve.
“I love you so much,” I murmur before lifting on all fours, moving toward him on the prowl. He meets me on the edge of the bed and grips my face in his hands.
“I don’t think I’ll ever fully understand you, and I love it.”
“Weirdo means I’ll never be boring, right?”
“Never that,” he murmurs as I drink him in. He’s the picture of innocence as he gazes down at me curiously while completely vulnerable, just the way I like him. My mouth waters as he hardens due to my needy stare. For the last week, I’ve put him through the wringer, making him service me at my every whim. I’ve gotten little complaint, until tonight.
“You’re insatiable and getting scarier. I don’t even know what to think,” he says, as I grip his delicious length in my hand.
“Don’t think, baby, just let me do this.”
I wrap my lips around him and hear a low groan from above before I take him to the back of my throat. Enthusiastically, I bob, digging my nails into his ass, pulling him closer to swallow the whole of him.
