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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Jay
It isn’t long before I am exposed to the reason Simmi is so skittish when it comes to love and commitment. The sun has only just snuck out from its hidey-hole when Simmi’s phone rings.
“Fuck.”
She flashes the screen in front of my face. The name Momster flashes as the haunting tunes wails on.
Simmi sits up. “For once, they can sort out their own shit.”
She flips her device on silent, drops it on the pile of her cloths, and quicker than lightening, is straddling me.
I know without a shadow of a doubt this is how and with whom I want to wake up for the remainder of my days on this planet. Simmi leans forward, her curly tresses falling on either side of our faces like a chocolate waterfall. Her lips drizzle kisses across mine, my chin, and down my neck. She makes her way, slowly, teasingly down my torso until she reaches my dick.
“God, woman.” I gasp as her hand cups my balls and her tongue flicks over my tip.
I reach down and grip her hair like I would the main of a horse. Her lips part and I slip inside the warm wetness of her mouth until I can feel I’ve hit the back of her throat. She doesn’t gag, and I am amazed.
She pulls back, then plunges down as her hand continues to massage my balls. Every muscle in my body tenses. My blood boils, and I am sure I’ll self-combust any moment as she picks up the pace. She shifts so I have to bend my knees. Her free hand slides over my scrotum and between my butt cheeks.
Oh, fuck! What is this woman up to?
She sucks harder and moves faster. My balls ache and my dick throbs.
“I’m gonna come.”
I try not to tug too hard on her hair, but heaven help me. I need her to ride me harder… harder… harder…
“Yes!” My world explodes as I shoot off my load into her mouth.
She doesn’t pull away but continues to suck as her finger… Holy fuck! Slips into my arse and I swear I come a second time!
She slides back up my body and grins so wickedly, my dicks attempts another hard on.
“Where did you learn that?” I groan as she collapses with her head in my neck.
“I could tell you, but then I’d have to shoot you.” She chuckles.
Her phone vibrates.
“Fark!” She groans, twists, and reaches for it.
“Fuck. It’s the cops.” She sits up with a hand against her forehead.
“Hi Nellie. Please tell me you’re taking the piss? Shit.”
I see a tear rolling down her cheek, and she slips out of bed.
“I’m on my—”
She glances back to me then sits back down.
“You know what? Keep them. I cannot keep on being their middle ground or savior. Yeah, that’s fine,” she says, then taps the screen, drops the phone on the floor, and gets back into bed.
“Can I ask?”
“Mom and Dad decided it’d be a good idea to start a bonfire and dance naked. Thank fuck they have no bookings right now. Anyway,” she snuggles deeper into me, “they then argued about fuck only knows and Mom hit Dad over the head with a stump after which Dad slapped her and she stumbled back into the fire.”
