Page 108 of The Wrong Proposal


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“Turn right at the lights.”

We’re headed to Crystal Cove.

“Good choice,” I tell her.

“You’ve been before?”

“Years ago, when I bought some real estate on the beachfront for movies and photo shoots. The coffee is good.”

She doesn’t say anything.

“It’s a great spot. I think you’ll like it.”

She peers up at me, her brows tight. “Do you still have the house?”

“I do.” We pull into a parking space, and I point toward the left along a stretch of sand where a small wooden structure is located. “Can you see a shack on the beach?”

“Yes. Can I see inside it?”

“I don’t have keys since it’s being managed by a media company. We could look in the windows.” She takes her box of donuts and is out of the car before I’ve unclicked my belt.

Penny strides ahead and then turns to me with a smile that could make me agree to anything. “It’s so quaint and gorgeous. I love it.”

It’s an old wooden shack with a maintenance bill that has had me consider selling it in the past. It’s rundown, with the ocean pelting the exterior. I stride after her, inhaling the crisp, salted air stronger with the breeze from the ocean. She sits on one of the white wooden beach chairs on the porch and points to the other for me to join her.

“It could collapse beneath me.” I grunt.

Penny giggles as she stares out at the ocean. “Are you ready for your surprise?”

It’s just a donut.“What flavor did you get?”

The box lid lifts.What in the world?She hands me a stick.

“You have a pussy donut, and I have the dick donut.”

I take the stick and stare at the flattened, squishy donut with pink icing. It’s shaped like a woman’s vulva with an opening.

Penny giggles again. “The look on your face.” She holds her stomach as she laughs. “Take a bite.”

“It’s not going to taste as good as you.” I take a bite. It’s sugary and not the flavor I desire.

She raises one eyebrow and slides the dick donut into her mouth, and when she pulls it out, the chocolate sauce coats her lips. Between us is a table and the empty donut box. I drop my donut in there with a craving for Penny. Dropping to my knees, I take her face and lick her lips.

“Open your legs, Penny.”

Her eyes widen. She does what I ask, and I help to slide her panties down her thighs. I stuff them into my pocket. I take her ass and tilt it off the chair, my head under her dress.Fuck, she tastes good.With the ocean behind me, Penny before me, I lick and taste, flick her clit while stopping her hips from wiggling.

“What if someone sees?” She groans.

“I own the place. I can do what I want.”

Her breaths are fast.

Inserting two fingers, I rub and finger fuck her while my mouth claims her clit. It’s not easy with her bucking in the seat.

“Franklin,” she says with a groan of pleasure, and the wiggling stops as she comes.

I lift my head. Her dick donut is on the sandy wood beside her. Her arm hangs limply over the edge of the chair. I stand and say, “Sorry about your dick.”

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