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“Faster,” she demands as she tries to lift herself. “Goddamn it!” she cries in frustration.
“Sit the fuck still,” I snarl at her as I slap her thigh.
She jerks at the pain and looks down at the redness I left behind. “That’s more like it.”
I palm her tits and use them as an anchor as I move faster. It won’t take much longer for me to come, but I can’t leave her hanging. “Would you fuckin’ get your fingers involved.”
“On it, lover.” Her throaty laugh gets me moving faster.
“I ain’t gonna last,” I hiss.
“You better fucking last, you bastard,” she snaps as she drags her fingers to her cunt and starts rubbing.
My nuts are sliding against the vinyl of the chair and my dick is overriding my will power. “Christ. I’m gonna come baby.”
She’s breathing heavy now, her ass shaking against my belly. “One more minute,” she gasps.
“I don’t got a minute left!” I’m losing it. My balls tighten and I shove deeper inside her, pull back, shove again.
“Okay! Now,” she cries.
“You don’t fuckin’ give the orders, baby,” I growl into her ear. My balls seem to be under a different impression as they erupt, jizz tunneling through my dick so fast and hard it hurts.
She spasms as she orgasms, strangling my cock and turning me to jelly.
Her nails dig into my hands as she throws her head back and screams.
It takes everything I got not to slide off the chair and fall on top of her. “I fuckin’ love you, baby.”
Hot tears splash on my hands. “I love you too.”
I switch it up before I start cryin’ too. “Would you fuckin’ stop that. I’m losing my hard-on.”
Her low sexy laugh finds its way to my ears. “Don’t be ridiculous. You always have another in you.”
“I do, princess,” I reply as I help her stand, then stand myself. I turn her towards me, and gently press against her body. “You don’t. No more fucking ‘til you’re fixed.”
She presses her lips against my cheek as she cups my sensitive balls. “Parts of me still work.” I open to her as she slides her tongue inside my mouth, explores gently then pulls back. “See?”
I laugh as I sit her on the chair, get dressed and help her into the ugly blue hospital gown.
“Back to bed for you, baby,” I whisper as I pick her up and kick open the door.
“Oh!” Evanee exclaims as we come out of the bathroom.
Lyle and Brooke are standing stiffly at the end of the bed, mouths slightly open, eyes a little glassy.
“How long you been there?” I ask as I settle Evanee on the bed and pull the cover up to her chest.
“Long enough,” Lyle growls, his eyes flashing.
I shrug as Evanee watches me like she’s waiting for my cue. “How you ever gonna get grandkids if you don’t let us practice?”
She laughs then turns to her parents. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR
Trigger
