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At my age, which is twice hers, you don’t think I’ve got a few hang-ups of my own?
I settle myself back down on my knees. My eyes level with hers, and our bodies touching again.
“We can go as fast or slow as you want, May,” I promise her. “Just say when, and we….”
Her arms are suddenly around my neck. Pulling me on top of her as she whispers, “When!” loud and clear, telling me she’s not kidding around.
“You sure?” I ask, my hands finding my zipper this time. A low groan escapes me as I free my stiff member, which slaps up against my abs.
My t-shirt is already over my head as if undressing in one movement is natural for me.
But for her, for us, nothing could bring us closer quick enough.
“Oh, Brandon,” she murmurs, studying my torso, but her eyes widen at the sight of my full erection.
And it’s all for her.
Swallowing hard, I feel her hands gripping my helm, pulling me closer toward her.
I groan again and hear a distant rumble.
I wonder if it’s actually the sound of my balls about to finally sow their seed.
But it’s not my balls.
It’s a truck.
Steve’s truck. And it sounds like he’s parked right out front.
May freezes, and I can hear my already pounding heart skip a beat before pulsing with a new kind of urgency.
“My Dad,” May hisses. “Fuck!” she snaps, sliding out from under me and dressing about three times quicker than I had just undressed.
We’re both scurrying to get our clothes on before I tell her to hide.
“I’m not hiding anywhere,” she hisses again, looking genuinely afraid. “I’m going out the back door and home to my bed, where I’m supposed to be.”
She says it so fast and intensely that I almost mistake it for a goodbye.
Before she goes, she grabs my hand and pulls me close, kissing me hard and fast.
“You owe me one,” she whispers. “Can I take a rain check?” she asks, a smile playing on her lips as she cocks a brow.
Already looking a little more confident and a lot sassier than she did before her first proper orgasm.
“I can’t wait,” I whisper back to her, and I hear Steve’s heavy step on the old porch before the bell rings. I watch May dash out back through the kitchen before making myself look like a man who wasn’t just about to fuck the visitor’s daughter.
I don’t rush to answer the door, but Steve’s standing there with one of my bags in his hands when I do.
“B? We gotta talk.”
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
May
Okay. The best part about having Brandon as our new neighbor?
I guess I can have that tongueandcock on tap.
