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Huxley
I’m the model of calm when I feel anything but. People who prey on the weak or beat women sicken me. I could have let Goddess know I suspected her abuse from the bruises I saw, but I don’t want her to question our generosity or motive for getting her the job and offering her a place to stay, so I keep it to myself. The truth is, her running into me out on that road was not a coincidence. I was hired to find her. She’s supposed to be a job, yet I feel the professional boundaries dissipating.
“Ugh, I need more wine,” she whines. “I don’t want to think about it anymore. You’re the only person I’ve trusted with my truth, and now, I just want to put it behind me.”
There is so much I want to say, but I don’t want her to feel even worse for her choice. I grab another bottle of wine from the bag and pour her a glass. She snuggles into me closer and sips her way to relaxation. I can feel the moment the tension leaves her body.
“So I guess it’s my turn,” I begin, ready to hold up my end of the bargain to share … what I can, anyway.
I’m ready, ready to delve into my past after she was so brave to share hers, but I’m surprised by the unexpected. Goddess lifts up and gives me the softest kiss on the lips. Maybe it’s her wine consumption that I have to thank, but I’d like to think she could no longer refute her attraction to me.
The gentlemanly thing to do here is let things end there … with a peck. Only my cock is hardening with each passing second, so my continued willingness to stay away from her is rapidly dissipating. I know I should leave her alone. She needs someone who can give her more than one night. I was hired to keep an eye on her, not fuck her.
Ah, fuck it! I take her now empty wineglass and set it aside. I pull her onto my lap, and she doesn’t resist. I know she can feel my hardness even through our jeans. Luke Bryan plays softly on a loop behind us, and the sunset is the perfect backdrop.
I pull her closer and capture her lips tenderly and purposely slow, taking cues from her reaction and body. She deepens the kiss, grinding against me, and I’m content to let her take the lead for a moment. She grabs a handful of my hair, and I love how she takes control. I won’t fuck her, though, until I’m absolutely sure she wants it. Our make-out session is on a fast track to getting us there, though. She gyrates her petite body against my denim-clad cock, and I want to free it so badly, but she has to initiate that next step. I slide my hand underneath her Stanford shirt. She is still braless. Her tits are perfect. My mind wanders to how amazing they’d feel with my dick between them.
“I know I shouldn’t want this. Want you. But I do. I want—”
I flip her over on her back before she can finish her last statement. She doesn’t have to convince me. My dick has wanted her since the first time I laid eyes on her. “I can only give you tonight, Goddess, but if you want me, I’ll give you the fuck of your life,” I promise.
She arches her back off the truck while trying to undo the button of her jeans. That’s answer enough for me. “Just one night,” she repeats. I pull her jeans the rest of the way off. I run my finger along the orange mesh that hides her pussy from me. She flinches in anticipation. I can feel her nub behind the thin fabric as I tease her, watching her back arch even more. My own dick is straining to be free. I want to take my time with her and savor every moment, but it’s been too long since I’ve had sex. A personal record for me. She never stood a chance.
She watches as I rid myself of my jeans, remove a condom from the pocket, and then toss them aside with hers. No underwear to remove. I like going commando—easy access. I have her full attention, so I give my cock a few long strokes. It nearly touches my navel, already beading at the tip with precum. Her eyes widen briefly as she takes in my girth, so I give myself a few more strokes. If I can make her wet without touching her, she will be that much more primed and ready. I make a show of stretching the latex around my engorged length. Goddess lets out a subtle moan of approval, but I hear it.
My control unravels. To know she wants this just as much as I do is such a fucking turn-on. It takes every ounce of the control I have left not to rip that little piece of fabric from her body. I pull them down her legs quickly. I line myself up with her heat while testing her readiness. She is so damn wet, and it smells so sweet. I slam into her, and she cries out. I still for a second, but she pushes my ass to go deeper.
“Please don’t stop. Fuck me hard. I want to feel all of you,” she begs. I spread her thighs open to me and begin to fuck her savagely. “Fuck, yes,” she encourages.
“Damn, Goddess. Your pussy’s so damn good. I’ve wanted this so fucking badly from the moment I saw you in those little ass shorts,” I admit. She claws at my back, lifting my shirt until I pull it off. Our rhythm is ravenous. We’re both chasing an orgasm that is building to epic proportions.
“Deeper,” she pleads as she moves her hands to grip my ass. Fuck, I’m going to come. I drive even deeper, balls deep, just like she asked. My balls slap against the wetness of her dripping pussy, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I slow my strokes just a tad to give it to her slowly but equally as deep. The moment her legs begin to tremble and her pussy clenches around my cock, I know I’ve found her sweet spot. She fucking explodes around my dick, and my own orgasm is ripped from me. All I can do is hold her tight as we climax together in an earth-shattering finish.
We both just lie here—spent. That was fucking epic. My dick twitches inside her, but neither of us moves from our embrace. I can feel the moment her breathing evens out. She’s asleep. I would give myself a pat on the back if I could move my arms, so I’ll just give myself a mental one. I fucked the shit out of her and put her to sleep. I roll over just enough to remove the condom and toss it. I pull the blanket over us and pull her to me. I don’t really do cuddling, but I’ll make an exception for Goddess.
