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If I think about it too long, I’ll blow, so I stare at the sweet ass in front of me and let my fingers play. I swipe my tongue again along her center and am rewarded with a whimpered hum around my cock.
I thrust a little too hard when she does that, and her nails bite into my glutes where she holds me. Tit for tat, I see. I love that more than her submission.
I spread her wide and spear her with my tongue, trailing my tongue down to her clit. Her gasp sucks cool air around my cock.
When a hand leaves my ass to surround and pump my dick, I’m lost in sensation and lose my rhythm with her cunt. Another hand cups and fondles my balls, applying pressure in a way I know I’ll explode hard.
“Gonna come, baby. I’m gonna come. Decide, Livy, I’m going to—”
She sucks my head so strong it’s as if she wants to empty me, and I can’t help the pleasure and heat screaming down my spine.
“Fuck. God yes!” I give her everything as she swallows around me and then continues to lap and lave and swirl her tongue around my sensitive head. A shiver runs through me when I’m done.
“That was…” I’m speechless.
Spent.
Turned on.
Putty in her hands.
“What? No words, Layton?” she asks over her shoulder. “At least I got called a god too.”
Fuck if she doesn’t lick her lips.
“Woman,” I growl, palming her ass.
The problem is, it isn’t the only growl I hear. And I’m sure Livy hears it as well.
Our heads turn in unison to see her giant dog standing sentry in the hallway, his back to us.
“Is this normal?” My voice is quiet, measured.
When she shakes her head, her eyes wide, I slide her off me and lift my pelvis to tug my pants over my hips. I put a finger to my lips as I take long silent strides to the doorway, peering around the jamb.
I can’t see anything, and Kyle and his bulk are blocking my ability to get a better glimpse.
After a few moments of standoff, he spins and bolts for the bedroom window just as bright light hits the pane. A flash.
His bark screams and echoes off the walls and wooden floors, only to be met with more shrill snaps as he stands, paws to the glass, growling and barking, spittle flying.
My eyes meet Livy’s. The fear in hers outweighs the wariness I should feel.
Her cries for Kyle to stop recede as I sprint to the front door, rip it open, and circle to the back of the house.
There, crawling on the grass, hands blindly searching for a phone is… Gerald Tustin? I see red.
“What the fuck?”
I kick his phone out of reach and drop to the ground to immobilize him. He grunts and screeches as I put a knee to his back, wrenching his arms behind him.
The silhouette of Kyle’s huge body looms in the window, jerking with each bark.
“Ow. Shit. Get off me.”
“What are you doing here?” My voice is lethally quiet.
When he says nothing, I pull his arms tighter. I don’t watch enough cop shows to know if this is wrong or right, but he lets out enough of a squeal that it’s obvious he’s uncomfortable.
