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Mindi rolls her eyes. “Well, tonight was the last night I’ll work with her.”

“What do you mean.”

She bites her lip. “I basically got fired.”

“What? Do I need to go twist his dick into a knot?”

“No, no.” Mindi tugs on my hand to get me to sit back down. “Jason just can’t afford to keep paying me, that’s all. He was as nice as he could be about it.”

I frown but settle back down beside her. “It’s a shitty thing to do. Are you all right, sweetness?”

“I’m fine,” she insists in a voice that is too bright to be okay. “Look,Full Houseis back on.”

I let it go for now, but I know she is only being halfway truthful. She’s only trying to be strong.

6

Mindi

It’s nearing two in the morning, and Fist suddenly yawns, his jaw cracking in the process.

“Time for bed,” I announce. I changed into my pajamas two hours ago, but Fist and I have been on the sofa, talking. God, there’s so much we needed to discuss so I’m glad we did. I’m so tired that I can barely keep my eyes open.

“Go on to bed,” Fists tells me. “I’ll sleep on the floor. This sofa isn’t long enough for me to stretch out on.”

“You will not sleep on the floor,” I tell him in firm tones. “Don’t be silly, Fist. Come on to bed with me.”

He rubs the back of his neck. “Listen, sweetness, I don’t want you to feel a certain way, like I’m using you or anything.”

I just shake my head at him. “I know you’re not doing anything like that. Just get into bed.”

Fists obliges me, and we crawl into the bed, snuggling together spoon fashion. Being this close to him has my tiredness vanishing into nerves of anticipation. I want him. My horniness knows no bounds. I fight with myself for what seems like hours, even though I know it’s no more than a few minutes.

I slowly turn over and skim my hand across his chest, down his abs, and go until I palm his cock through the jeans he refused to take off.

He hisses out a breath but doesn’t tell me to stop. Encouraged, I keep going. I unsnap his jeans, tug down the zipper and shove both the jeans and his boxers down in one motion. He bucks his hips to help me. Then I rise to my knees and lower my head, taking him into my mouth. Fist lets out a groan as his hands sink into my scalp.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans. He pulls my head closer to him. I wrap one hand around his cock and cup his balls with the other. I begin simultaneously softly sliding my hand up and down the tight, silky skin stretched across his cock and massaging his balls. He shivers when I pull it closer, my breath whispering across the head and my tongue licking away the little drop of salty nectar that escapes the tip.

“Suck it,” he growls.

I gently twirl my tongue around Fist’s swollen cock head. His rod twitches and strains toward me, and I take a deep breath and plunge his dick deep into my throat.

“Fuck,” he growls. He begins pushing and pulling my head, back and forth, back and forth, working his thick, throbbing cock into my slippery mouth.

I whimper just a little at the depth and speed, but I keep up. My saliva covers his dick now, making it slick and shiny, and I use it a lubrication as I slide my fist up and down his long shaft, keeping rhythm with the speed he uses to fuck my mouth.

The next thing I know, Fist shoves me away from him, then pushes to his feet. He shoves me down face first onto the mattress, pushing my ass high up in the air. He rips my panties and oversized t-shirt off and steps back just a bit.

“Oh, yeah, look at that sweet ass,” he says. He gives each of my cheeks a quick, sharp smack.

“You like that?” he asks. “Mmm, I can see your tight little pussy getting wetter. You must like it.”

I moan at the way my pussy clenches. I wiggle my bottom just a little, hoping he’ll smack it again, but instead he starts sliding a thick finger up and down my wet slit.

Fist leans forward and whispers in my ear. “I’m going to fuck you so good, sweetness. Your sweet, tight pussy will wrap around my cock and feel so good.”

He pushes into me, and my walls stretch to accommodate his girth. Tears sting my eyes at the first few thrusts, but soon I’m welcoming the push and pull of his cock, pushing back against him, reaching down to rub my clit as the waves of pleasure begin to wash over me.

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