Page 41 of The Best Bad Boy


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“Would you?”

I gently wet her hair and lathered it slowly from root to tip. Sarah stepped out into the stand-up shower, rinsed, and then came back for me to condition her locks. I did the same with the conditioner and she washed it off in the shower. I watched her from the bath, my cock hard with desire as she tipped her head back and ran her hands over her head. She turned around and caught me staring at her with pure hunger.

She grabbed a scrubby and slowly lathered it up with body wash, rubbing it all over her torso. She started with her arms and neck, her head back, and her eyes closed. Then she moved to her stomach, the foamy soap swirling in circles as she washed herself for my benefit. My hard cock bobbed on the water as I tried to conceal it.

“Stroke it,” Sarah commanded. “I want to see you stroke it.”

As you wish. I nodded and took my manhood in my hand. Sarah continued to soap herself, her hands moving all over her breasts, first one and then the other. My cock ached to be inside her as I tightened my fist and stroked myself harder.

When Sarah was done rinsing off, she beckoned me to join her. I stood and walked to the shower. She moved over and rinsed me with water and her scrubby.

“Keep stroking it,” she whispered as she cleaned me. I nodded and kept stroking myself. She washed me from top to bottom, and when she was done, she got down on her knees.

“I want to suck it,” she purred and enveloped my cock in her mouth. I groaned as she moved her lips over me, gaining speed. Her tongue flicked the head of my cock, and I almost climaxed on the spot. I pulled back from her, letting the momentum slow down for a second. I wanted to be inside her—not just have her pleasure me. Sarah licked the tip and then pulled my entire shaft into her mouth again. I moaned and let her pleasure me. Her lips felt amazing wrapped around my cock, and I wondered for the millionth time how I was going to keep her with me.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I whispered.

She nodded and followed me to the massive bed.

“Can I give you a massage?” I asked.

I picked up the massage oil and waited for her to lie down. Sarah lay on her stomach, and I massaged every inch of her. My fingers glided over her soft skin. She opened her legs suggestively, but I ignored her womanhood for the moment. Right now, it was all about making her relax. There would be plenty of time for the rest once I was done with her muscles. I flipped her over onto her back and massaged her front. I ended with her head, taking extra time to rub her scalp.

Sarah was almost asleep when I finished, and I debated whether I should just let her sleep. She ended the debate as she pulled me on top of her and kissed my lips hard. I kissed her back and then let my mouth slide down her throat, chest, belly, and to her clit, which engorged as soon as my tongue flicked it. She moaned and arched her back. I pulled the skin up, exposing the little erogenous button before I went to town on it.

My tongue moved over her slit, and my lips suckled on her clit. Sarah groaned louder and gasped as I relentlessly pleasured her. She squirmed, and liquid seeped out of her as she neared her orgasm. She came hard onto my lips and face, but I never broke my rhythm. I was determined to make her feel as good as she always made me feel when we were intimate.

When she was finally done, she pulled me to her. I kissed her breasts as I slid on top of her. My cock glided deep inside her, Sarah’s orgasm making it slick as I entered her all the way to the balls.

“Feels so good,” she groaned.

I growled as I felt my cock dance with excitement. I knew I could not hold off coming for long after all the foreplay we’d had. It was a wonder I hadn’t busted a nut on the first stroke.

“You feel so good,” Sarah said again and clenched her pussy muscles around me. I drove myself into her harder as she gripped me tighter.

“Make me come,” she said.

She didn’t have to ask me twice. I wedged my hand under her butt and lifted her to me. I felt her pelvis as it ground into my muscular abs. The friction did what I wanted it to, and before long, Sarah screamed in lust as her pussy contracted against my shaft in orgasm. I held off my own finish for as long as I could. Finally, I thrust myself into her in a few frantic strokes, and my cock let loose deep inside her.

“Oh my god,” I yelled as I came. I pummeled in and out of her as my cock bounced and ejected every ounce of pent-up liquid inside me.

I gently rolled off Sarah and pulled her close. If being with her wasn’t paradise, then I wasn’t sure what was. I only hoped that my meeting with Alex went well so that I could propose to Sarah that we stay together.

Chapter Sixteen

Sarah

WhenWarwickleftthenext morning for his meeting with Alex, I was back in my funk again. The night before, I’d been in a great mood, excited to be with Warwick and horny for his cock. By the time morning rolled around, I felt desperate and alone again. I longed to call my mom and talk to her, but I knew she was in hiding, the same as I was.

She texted me later that morning and let me know she was okay.

“Can I call you?” I texted back. “This is a burner phone, right?”

“Yes,” was the one-word reply.

I dialed her number with shaking hands and was elated when she picked up on the second ring.

“Hi,” she said. She sounded less weary than she had the day before.

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