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“You like that, slut. You like me fucking your pussy while I slap your ass?”
She moaned. “Harder. Fuck me harder. Slap me harder.” Her hand was attacking her clit, and I knew she was chasing a big orgasm.
My other hand anchored her hip against the table. My legs framed hers, and I stabbed my cock in and out of her tight pussy without mercy. Each thrust and spank pushed her body forward an inch or two, but she bucked back, meeting each of my frantic movements with a desperate one of her own. Her ass was red from where I’d slapped her, and I paused.
“Do not stop,” she moaned.
I spanked her again, and her pussy began to quiver around my cock. Her breathing turned shallow and elaborate, just like mine.
“Rush,” she grunted. “Oh fuck.”
That sent me over the edge. Her orgasm milked my shaft for all that I had as I shuddered at the strength of my release. My heart thumped against my ribcage at the sight of her mouth forming a perfect circle and the realization I gave her as much pleasure as I took.
I bent an arm under her waist, pulling her back up against my chest. I cupped her chin and turned her head to claim her mouth. She dropped a heavy arm around my neck, spearing her fingers through my hair as our lips fused together.
“I never want to leave your body,” I whispered against her neck, licking a sweet spot there.
After a couple more thrusts, I rested my forehead on her shoulder as her fingers traced a line down my neck and her pussy released my cock.
“Promises. Promises,” she said, her voice lazy with gratification.
“You aren’t a very good submissive,” I said, smiling against her neck.
“I’m not sorry… boss,” she said, and I heard the smile in her voice.
“I guess we have time to practice.”
“We do?” She looked at me then, her eyes hopeful and questioning.
“I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me. That is never going to change.”
“Such a sweet talker,” she said and reached over to kiss me.
TWENTY-NINE
A New Friend
RUSH
The next morning,we sat across from each other in a booth, eating croissants at a cute little eat-in bakery near the boardwalk. I held Lux's hand across the table.
Our waitress, a woman who looked to be around Lux's age, glanced at me and then Lux.
"Can I get y'all anything else?" She smiled at Lux, then tilted her head to one side. "You feeling okay, hon?" She topped off Lux's coffee.
Lux smiled. "Yeah, I'm good. The croissant is delicious. And the coffee?” She held up the cup. “It’s the best I've ever had." She smiled, picking up her mug and sipping.
I had to admit Lux did look tired, but then we'd been on the road and having some earth-shattering sex. She probably needed more sustenance than she’d been getting.
"How about for you, hon?"
She spoke with a light southern drawl that wasn't pushy or needy, just relaxed, and easy.
"Yeah, would you happen to know of any great seafood restaurants?" I gave Lux's hand a little shake.
The waitress snorted, which surprised me. Most southern women I'd met were faultlessly mannered. Not that I'd met a lot, but there'd been spring break in high school, and that was where I was getting my preconceived notions. This woman had dark hair and soft curls she'd pulled away from her face and a deep tan. She was cute, not that I was interested. Just an observation.
"Hell, yeah. My uncle owns Gravitas. It's at the end of the boardwalk. The last restaurant on the right before you reach the water. Usually, there's a long wait, but if you give the hostess my name, they'll get you seated immediately." She filled my cup, then stepped back.
