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Her right hand appeared, stopping me from deepening our connection and pissing me off.

“Baby, please.”

I slapped it away, digging deeper, giving her every inch of me.

“Un, un, move your fucking hand. Let me in my shit, Nature.”

“Ummmmm. Shit. Milo.”

“You feel that dick? You feel that dick inside you?”

“Yesssssss. Yeeessss!”

“Who dick this is?”

“Minnnnne. Baby.”

“Fuck me back, Nature. Fuck me back.”

Her knuckles whitened from the pressure she applied while gripping the sink. Meeting my strokes, she pushed backward as I pushed forward, our bodies meeting time and time again. Using my right hand, I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her upward, still hammering into her gently, yet intensely. When her lips were close enough, I stuck my tongue down her throat.

“I’m ’bout to nut in this shit,” I warned her, tightening my grip on her neck as I felt my nut rise.

With my left hand, I tickled the little nub between her legs, making them buckle as she fell forward. That thick creaminess that was my mission to extract came seeping from her, coating my dick completely, announcing her arrival. I came shortly after.

“Fuck.”

Silently, we both got ourselves together. Before Nature pulled her panties up and her dress down, I cleaned her with the wet wipes from the cabinet. When she had her shit in order, I unlocked the door.

“You ready?”

“I’m starting to think you have a thing, a kink, for public sex in forbidden places where the chances of being heard, seen, or caught are sky high.”

“And I am starting to think that you don’t have a problem with it because you opening your legs, bending, or getting on top over every single time.”

That brain of hers and extensive vocabulary failed her. Instead of responding, she slid past me and out of the restroom.

“I’ll be out in the truck.”

“What’s wrong with your phone?”

“The charger is broken in the car. I planned to charge it on the way but that plan failed.”

“Aight. We can get the one from mine until I replace yours. Where’s Mason?”

He was sleep when the two-hour mark approached so my mom told me to leave him and circle back after I get you.”

“Bet. But I’m ready. You don’t have to go down to the car. Wait on me to grab my shit. And here.”

I handed her my phone.

“033444. Find the last email to the new prospect and tell her that I need her to start her trial a little bit sooner than the intended start date. Shit changed a lot quicker than I intended.”

“You sure?” Nature hesitated, almost afraid to take my phone.

“I’m positive. Take the phone, Nay. If you find something in that motherfucker you don’t like, address it, but I promise I’m on the straight and narrow. I have nothing to hide, Mommas.”

“Okay. What’s her name?”

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