Page 54 of The Hate Date


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I grasp her hips with both hands and guide her to straddle my lap. She balances the plate while I position my crown against her opening. She bends her knees and takes all of me in one motion.

“Oh, fuck.“ I didn’t expect her to be so bold.

She shifts from side to side slightly until she sighs with contentment when her body adjusts to accommodate my size. Plants her feet on the floor. Scoops up a forkful of her concoction and hovers it close to my lips. “Taste.”

Clover feeds me a bite of the most flavorful eggs I’ve ever had. Creamy, almost like a more decadent potato puree. Spicy. Buttery. Crunchy with tiny bits of bacon and slices of green onion. “Delicious.” I lick my lips.

Clover clenches and releases my cock in her pussy while she forks eggs into my mouth, taking a bite herself every now and then. Her taut nipples brush my chest. When the plate is empty, she sets it down on the table next to us. Threads her fingers through my hair and starts moving. Rolling her hips. Squeezing her thighs. “Not a bad way to enjoy breakfast, huh, JJ?”

“God, I like when you call me JJ.” I jerk my hips up to emphasize the point.

She presses the side of her head against the top of mine. My fingers dig into her hips as I guide her to stand. I turn her so she’s facing away from me and pull her back down on my cock, reverse-cowgirl style. This position allows me to have freedom to stroke her body. Her sides. Her thighs. Her waist. Her arms. Clover’s back is pressed to my stomach. Her head lolls back on my shoulder. I cup a breast. Roll her chocolate nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Splay my other hand along her belly and press her against me so hard I can feel my cock pumping up inside her.

Clover flings her arms above her head and loops them back around my neck. In that moment I know she’s giving me her trust to take over, and it means everything. “I’ve got you, baby.”

“How do you know my body so well?” she purrs as I change my angle to hit the spot that makes her go off like a rocket. “You know how to make your cock hit me in the exact right place. Every. Single. Time.”

Because this is fate.

I almost say it out loud but decide against it. Her walls are still firmly up and I’ll need to work hard to knock them down.

For now, we have this—fucking. Our bodies were made for it.

My finger dips down to circle her clit. “We fit. Your body is so beautiful. Everything about you is so beautiful.”

“Omigod, Joar.” She comes apart. I follow, shooting my seed deep inside her.

I tighten my arms around her to keep her upright and impaled. “I may need a nap,” I say as I kiss her cheek.

Her hand sneaks down to where we’re connected. She rubs the base of my cock with her finger. “Sure, as long as naps mean more of this.”

We kiss and stroke each other for a while until I soften enough to slip out. Clover climbs off me and walks toward the bedroom, gesturing for me to follow her into the master bathroom.

“What do you have planned now?” I tip her chin up and kiss her fully on the lips when we end up in the master bathroom.

She steps into the custom triple-sized walk-in white-marble shower. Turns on all of the jets. When the temperature is to her liking she motions for me to join her. “I’m drenched in come. Will you clean me up?”

“Fuck, yeah.” I pick her up and step into the shower. Set her back down so I can grab some of my pine-scented body wash and squirt it all over her. Taking my sweet time, I massage the gel into her arms, breasts, stomach. I rinse her thoroughly. Shampoo her hair. When she returns the favor, I realize I’ve never showered with a woman I’m falling for. It’s so intimate. Sexy.

Clover sits on the wide tile bench. “Come here, JJ. I want to suck your cock until you’re hard. Then, I’ll bend over this bench so you can eat me out from behind. It’s your choice if you want to fuck me against the wall or if you’d prefer to jack off all over my tits and face. I’m good with either.”

I can’t even speak. My dick fills instantaneously.

The nasty dirty talk is, quite possibly, the most arousing foreplay I’ve ever had. I love that she asks for what she wants. I can picture it. Want to make it happen. All of it.

“You’re the perfect fucking woman, Clover Callahan.” I press my dick against her lips and she engulfs me with her mouth. I thread my fingers through her wet hair and watch her lips stretch around my cock. Each time she blows me, I can’t believe how much better it is than I ever imagined. “I don’t want to choose. Let’s do all of it. Every single thing.”

An hour later, Clover lies against my chest. Softly snoring. Naked, except for the towel wrapped around her hair. I trace my finger lightly along her shoulder, imagining what it would be like if she were with me all the time. Living together. Making a life together.

Phenomenal.

That’s what it would be like.

Now, I just need to convince her.

Chapter twenty-one

Clover

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