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She closes the small gap between us again, and our lips meet, my insatiable appetite for her growing. Sukie moans, and my cock aches.
“Don’t let go.” I carry Sukie back to her bedroom, kicking the door closed. I set her down, caging her between me and the door.
“Let me see what’s mine,” I demand.
Sukie begins undoing the buttons down the front of her deep green, knee-length dress, letting the fabric fall to the floor. She removes her black satin bra and panties, revealing her body to me.
“Take my cock out.”
Sukie’s pupils dilate at my command, and she reaches out, unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my jeans. She traces the outline of my dick through the denim as she lowers the zipper and frees me. Sukie presses her back against the door, and my eyes fall to her pussy, already glistening. I lift Sukie off the floor once more and line the head of my cock at her entrance. She lets out a soft whimper as I sink into her sweet, tight cunt, taking what belongs to me.
“Fuck.” I savor the connection, moving slowly at first, wanting it to last.
“I want more,” Sukie pants.
Who am I to deny the woman I love? I pick up the pace, fucking her fast and hard.
“Luca!” Her pussy pulsates, clasping my dick in a chokehold.
We explode together, and I cover her mouth with mine.
The kiss goes from ravenous to tender as our breathing returns to normal and our orgasms subside. I pull out, gently lower Sukie’s feet to the floor, and tuck my dick back into my jeans.
“That was…” She breathes deeply.
“Perfect.” I look down at her flushed face.
“I was going to say hot, but perfect works, too.”
After waiting for Sukie to freshen up, I walk her to the kitchen, where breakfast waits for us. Her mother, Alice, walks through the back door, holding a bouquet of flowers.
“Good morning.” Her eyes dance between me and Sukie, and a knowing smile tugs at her lips. She reaches for a clear glass vase sitting on the windowsill above the kitchen sink, fills it with water, and places the flowers inside, then sits the vase in the center of the table. “Let’s eat.”
Sukie piles bacon, eggs, toast, and a freshly baked cinnamon roll—the glaze is dripping down the sides—onto my plate.
My phone rings as I take a bite of the cinnamon roll. I dig it out of my pocket. “Yeah.”
“Laredo has some intel on your father,” Salem says. My mood instantly shifts. “We hold church in a couple of hours. You still at Sukie’s?”
“Yeah.” My voice is clipped, and Sukie looks at me with concern.
“I’m sending Baja to accompany you to town since he doesn’t live far from there. No one travels alone until our current situation is exterminated.”
“Agreed.” I disconnect the call and shove the phone back into my pocket.
Sukie and her mother eye me.
“You have to go?” Sukie doesn’t hide her disappointment.
“No, babe.” I pop the rest of the sugary baked goodness into my mouth and dig into the rest of my meal.
“I can’t thank you enough for your work around here, Harlem.” Alice gets up from the table, grabs the coffee carafe from the kitchen counter, and pours some into the empty mugs in front of our plates.
“No thanks necessary.” I reach for the fancy creamer Sukie slides to me and pour some into my cup.
“So, you own a tattoo shop in town?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
