Page 72 of Hale on Earth


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Concerned is etched in his face and furrowing his brows.

“Do you feel you’re being watched?” I search his reaction for confirmation.

“No. No more than usual. Let’s go home, if you feel uncomfortable, we should respect that.”

“But…” I want to protest, but I am a little freaked out.

“But nothing, Trophy. You shared a concern and I’m responding. Let’s go.”

* * *

Oran

Karessa looks genuinely spooked in front of the restaurant. I don’t like it. I’d noticed her fidgeting a little more than usual during dinner, but I thought it was because of her social media pinging out of control. Outside, her unease could not be faked. It had nothing to do with internet followers. She was quiet on the ride home. Scrolling through her feeds, she’d randomly comment on a post about us being cute. We’re almost home when she sees an article speculating about our reproduction schedule.

“Oran, this article says we’re planning for babies.” It’s a statement, but a question colors her tone.

“Trophy, I’m thirty-six, financially stable, and happily married. I have nothing against having babies. I’d fuck seven into if you’d like.”

“Seven? I almost threw my phone at you.”

We get out of the car and I lace my fingers with hers, happy that she’s focusing on something else. On the patio, I turn her to me and kiss her knuckles.

“I’m just saying. Don’t worry about when, just know I’m game.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

I give her a gentle peck then unlock the door, letting her in before me. The moon shines in through the unobstructed windows and reminds me of our first time.

“I want you bathed in moonlight like the first time,” I whisper into her ear from behind.

My hand dips into her top. I moan when I connect with a nipple. She pushes back to rub her ass on my hardening dick. I have her naked and wearing only heels in seconds. She’s so fucking sexy. Karessa turns and helps me remove my clothes until I’m void of everything.

Her hands begin their exploration, arousing me further with her fingertips. Her touch affects me like no other. My skin seems to stand up and pay attention like it’s commanded by her magic.

Her plush lips plants kisses along my chest then she returns a bite to my nipple. A tingle shoots through my body. She protests when I grab her, locking her arms straight while pushing on my chest.

“No. It’s my turn.”

Karessa continues her exploration, teasing me with her touch until she’s on her knees in a very promising position. She sucks me in without preamble. Her hot mouth shocks my system, almost causing me to cum. I’m glad she had her hair pinned up and nothing obstructs my view of her mouth stretching to accommodate me and her saliva leaving a glistening trail with each pass. My eyes want to roll back, but I’m determined to watch. Karessa is jerking it just right and she’s humming and squirming like I’m the most delicious thing she’s had in her mouth. Shit, it’s so good, I think of all the things I’ll buy Karessa tomorrow. I might get Esme a few items from her list. Hell, I’ll buy Imala something too at the rate Karessa is going.

She pulls back, her face slick from her ministrations, and holds my gaze as she teases my head with the tip of her tongue.

“Don’t hold back, Hell.”

She slides me back into her mouth until I feel my dick sliding down her throat. I moan hard while biting my lip.

That’s it. I’m buying her whole damn family something.

“You want me to cum down your throat?” She whimpers but doesn’t stop. I grab the top of her head, rocking into her in a way guaranteed to have me cuming in seconds. “You want to be my sex doll? The collector of my cum…” I hold her head still and continue pumping as my release flows from my body down her throat. “Drink up baby, it’s all for you.”

Karessa licks her lips when my softening dick slides out of her mouth. She nuzzles my leg, but pain and pleasure shoots through me when her teeth sink into my inner thigh. She almost got me hard again. I pull her to standing by her hair and she jumps me - wrapping her arms and legs around me - as I pull her into a wild kiss tasting both of us and not giving a fuck. She humps my abdomen, spreading her pussy juices on me as I bite her neck. I guess we’re both biters. I position her on the edge of the couch because it’s my turn to take a dive.

I don’t waste time. My eager tongue has her cuming on it within seconds. Then, Karessa tenses in a way that has nothing to do with sex. She releases a strangled yelp and damn near falls on me as she scrambles backward while her startled eyes stare at our glass patio doors.

“Karessa,” she jumps when I grab her. “What’s wrong? What is it?”

“Some… Someone was just there.”

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