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Oh, she’s trying to play better at this role than me.
“Angela’s a nice lady. She’s very traditional, very warm. It was nice to spend time with someone like her.”
“So you like her? Are you two going on another date?” She gives me a snarky smile, and I almost want to spank her for it.
“Um, maybe. We didn’t schedule anything, but none of this is relevant to you.”
“Okay, Freddy, I get it.” Sadie sighs and stares out the window. She then flings her head back toward me and adds, “I don’t like the idea of you hurting Angela. She’s an old-fashioned kind of woman and—-”
“Chill, Sadie. I have no interest in starting a relationship with Angela. Or anyone.”
Most of that is true. I have to admit, I love Sadie’s company. Her energy is like a match whenever I feel stagnant. She’s like the rush I get after a good gym session.
“Okay, got it.” She laughs nervously.
“Well, wait. I may not be interested in any formal relationship, but I can’t lie, Sadie. I want to feel you. I do. I miss you.”
Fuck, she’s got me acting equally impulsively.
“It’s your humor and your energy. Your entire body. That’s my truth, and it doesn’t mean this needs to be more than what it is, but that is my truth.”
There it is. She can either take it and love it or toss it out the window.
She turns to face me. Her green eyes are smoldering, and the moonlight gives a sweet shimmer to her skin.
“So you feel like I do.”
That’s exactly what I want to hear.
“No strings attached because we’re only having a great time.” I have to add this, mostly for myself.
She bats her eyelashes. “I can do that.”
I may believe her more than myself. Why would she want to be strapped down to me? She is young, vibrant, and boisterous. As soon as she gets to Chicago, she’s going to have plenty of options. I need to suck it up and just have a great time with her while I can.
It’s about a quarter past eleven when I pull onto the back dirt road not too far from Lucky River, where plenty of us young men learned to fish. I turn off my lights and roll up the windows. I’m surprised when I see a dark vehicle turn onto the road and shoot past us pretty fast. Perhaps it’s someone taking a ride to just take one kind of like us.
“We are not the only ones sneaking into these woods.” Sadie jokes.
I turn off the ignition, and she’s already unbuckled from her seatbelt. I do the same after scooting my chair back. She pounces on me like a wildcat. Her red hair skitters across her face, sending me a familiar tickle that arouses me. The pulse of her tongue dominates my mouth and soon my neck.
I swiftly pull my shirt over and off of me, so she can bless my chest with the same love. Her wet hungry kisses are damn near healing. She devours me whole, resulting in my chair being moved all the way back, tapping the edge of the backseat. It’s as if each kiss is a blessing that surpasses my flesh to cradle my soul. She makes me feel like a god.
Unzipping my shorts, I find my dick hard and ready. The sheer excitement of sneaking around is, oddly, a turn-on. And I don’t mean sneaking around without consent. I’m not in a relationship, and I don’t need clearance from Braxton in order to get off. It just so happens that the most dynamic and vivacious woman in Hillpike for me happens to be his daughter.
Starting slowly like a shy girl, Sadie takes my cock gently into her mouth. Up and down, she moves it, heavy with wetness, eager to satisfy me. Her eyes peek up. They’re full of lust, and I pray she unleashes it all on me. She moans as she gains momentum. Bit by bit, as if she’s internally timing this all perfectly. My eyelids close as my head rests on the backseat. I gasp, and she moans because I do.
She places my hand on her head, commanding me to direct her. I don’t need to because she’s doing a fabulous job already, but still, I rest my hand on her head, feeling her tresses in my hand, silky and fine. She speeds her mouth up and down even faster. The sexy rhythm of her slurping intensifies her touch. I jolt.
“Get on top of me,” I demand.
She does. But she faces the front of the car, reverse-cowgirl style. She blesses me with her voluptuous ass. I squeeze the back of her hips as I tell her to grab a condom from my armrest console. Through the car’s front window, I see her ivory reflection as she rips it open with her teeth. She passes it back to me and slides her wetness along my hard shaft. I could take her raw right now.
I slide the condom on and direct her over my cock. She trembles as her back glistens from the moonlight. Her ass jiggles a couple times as she slides herself on me. I feel at home inside of her; how perfect is she? I get a solid grip on her hair as she bounces on me like a yo-yo.
“I’ve…missed…this,” she moans.
I squeeze her tighter, getting a squeal in return.
