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Picking up a bit, I hear the bike roll up the driveway, the front door opening, and my security system informs me of the movement. I hit the silencer so it doesn’t keep chatting all night. I’ve got a house that thinks it’s smarter than me. By the time I reach the study doorway, Saint is nearly past.

“Hey, handsome man,” I whisper, seeing he looks almost as bad as he did this morning. Not high, but certainly put through the wringer.

“Hey Doc, how was my girl?” His smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

I motion for him to join me in the room, stepping aside. “It was good. We did a little shopping and got a little dirty. Had supper and a bath. I put her down about an hour ago.” I pick up the video monitor I bought at the kid's shop. “She’s the star of a puppy pile,” I smirk. “And, she’s learned two new words.”

“Two? How?” He grabs the monitor looking at his little girl.

“Play is a great way to engage. Da wasn’t getting Uzo to come, so she improvised. She calls him Zo, and apparently, she likes me to be Nee, Nee.” I go to my wet bar. “Beer or something stronger? I have Grey Goose, Jameson, Bud Light, and Coors.”

“Surprise me. If anything cures the wicked migraine that’s trying to set in, I’ll take it.” He puts the monitor down before walking over and sitting on the yellow sofa.

“Hmm, hops won’t help, and liquor may be quicker, but….” I sit on his knee, putting his hand on my hip. “Kisses are best.” I nuzzle him gently. I want to know what’s happened, but I’ll keep it all soft murmurs and simple touches as long as he's not bleeding.

His grip on my hip tightens as he pulls me closer. “You can kiss me any fucking time you want, Darlin’.” His lips crash against mine, and I swear it's like he’s taking my soul straight from my body.

I moan into him, wrapping my hands around his neck, letting the kiss deepen, tugging on his hair, making him growl. “You’re tense, baby, and need to let out that frustration.”

“I can’t. I’ll hurt you.”

Pulling away, I unbutton my silk nightshirt, revealing to him my bare body. The shirt is long enough to hide that I am not wearing any panties. “A little pain can be pleasurable.” I lean into him, going into the drawer. “But if you’re unsure, I could lock you down.” I quirk a brow, swinging a set of metal cuffs.

“Are you trying to get me to submit to your naughty charms?”

I open the cuffs, “Submission is not required, but cooperation is appreciated and has its rewards.”

His chest is heaving, but he finally nods, giving me his wrist. I could put his hands behind him, but he would hurt himself, and that’s not the point. I lock his hands in front, then push him back, making him turn so he has his back against the arm of the sofa. Kissing him has him chasing my mouth, but I use my fingertips to push him back. Then lay in front of him. One leg on the floor, the other in his lap. My barefoot caresses his hardening cock, making him groan.

“If you like that….” I stick my ring and middle fingers into my mouth. “You’ll love this.” I open my pussy lips and take my wet fingers to my clit. Rubbing slowly, getting it nice and hard. He licks his lips as the scent of me rises. My fingers slip inside, and I start to curl them toward my G-spot. Arching my back, rubbing my breast with my free hand. “Mmm, do you like what you see?” I pant in question.

“Fuck yes.” His fingers are itching to touch me. “I need you to sit on my face.”

I giggle, rubbing his cock more forcefully with my foot. “Wouldn’t you rather this hot wet cunt wrapped around your thick hard cock? My fingers are soaked. I’m sure I’d be like a slip and slide for you.”

“Yes, but Darlin’, I’m a starving man.”

His admission has me coming, and I drop my head back as the contractions start. “Mmm, Saint, I want your tongue inside me.” Lifting my legs, I grab him, pulling him toward me. I was a leg wrestling champ in school. He falls forward, his head right where it needs to be. My heels dig into his back as he tries to touch me from his confinement. “No, hands, just that long fat tongue. Lick me clean, baby, and I promise to reward you.”

His tongue follows my fingers which haven’t stopped fucking my aching hole. I pump, and he sucks on my clit, making my eyes roll back. “Fuck, yes, you really are living up to that name of yours.” I buck against him. “Eat my pussy, just like that. Oh-fucking God.” My legs tremble as I pull away from him. He falls face-first into the sofa cushions, rolling to his back, licking my cum from his lips. I can’t wait anymore. I climb onto him, unzip his jeans and get them about halfway down his thighs before I give up and mount him like a horse that needs to be broken.

My body goes flush with his, chest to chest, belly to belly. I kiss his chest, snaking beneath his arms, so he has no choice but to hold on to me. Now in his grip, he starts to pull me. Pushing up, he fucks me like a jackhammer. My pussy clamps down on him in orgasm as I bounce up and down.

He sucks my nipple and then buries his face between my breasts, kissing and licking. “I’m gonna come soon.” He declares. I bear down, grabbing his sac, making him come as I kiss him. I feel him empty into me, every twitch and jerk of his cock filling me up. “That’s it, baby. You like how that feels, don’t you?” I whisper as he digs his hands into my back.

“I-we didn’t have-”

“It's okay.” I nibble his ear, still wiggling in his lap. “I’m fixed. You can’t knock me up at the moment.”

He looks at me, confused, before closing his eyes. “Doc!” He bemoans.

“Call me Toney, or I promise you I will never put that in my mouth again.” I chuckle, “Hmm, you’re getting hard again. You must like leaving all that hot cum inside me.”

“Toney. Fuck. You’re fucking killing me!”

“Don’t worry, Saint, it’s only the little deaths I’m looking for. Now would you like me to spin like a top and let you get your hands on my tits till you come again?”

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