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“I’m starving. Should we order food?” She allows me to assist her, then moves toward the door and looks back. “Indian? Chinese?”
I’m not falling into any decision traps tonight. “What’s your favorite?”
“I’m craving fried rice. Pork dumplings. Almond Chicken.” She taps her finger to her lip. “But samosas, naan, and Tikka Masala sounds good too.”
I shrug. “Why choose?”
“Why choose?” She looks at me in wonder.
I step toward her and tuck her hair behind her ear. “We can have it all.”
“Joar…“ Her face softens.
“JJ.“ I kiss her cheek. “I always want to be your JJ. I think you like him better than Joar.”
Three hours later, we’re curled together on her giant sofa watching a blond firecracker named Lala calling out some DJ kid on his shit. I didn’t think I’d be into this show, but I’m enjoying it for what it is.
Not that anyone but Clover needs to know it.
She filled me in on the backstory of the show. Apparently, we’re catching up on a couple of seasons she missed.
“God, he sucks.” Clover jabs her finger at the screen. “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”
“What did I miss?” I rub my hand up and down her arm.
She cranes her head up. “You’re not into this at all, are you?”
“Actually, I’m finding it entertaining. Disturbing, but entertaining. I just spaced out for a minute.” I squeeze her to me.
“He told Lala that she needs to ‘be real.’” She rolls her eyes all the way back into her head.
I kiss her temple. “He’s a world-class asshole. I can’t believe he’s so sanctimonious in his righteousness.”
“Ooooh. Big fancy words.” She laughs heartily. Pats me on my stomach. “I’d have said, ‘what a fucking douchecanoe.’”
We look at each other with affection. Genuine, pure adoration. It’s instinctive when our mouths collide with insatiable hunger, tongues intertwined in passionate, feverish kisses.
It’s animalistic when she rips off my shirt and I shove her pants down to her knees. The rest of our clothes fly everywhere. We’re rapturous. Groping. Clutching. Rubbing. Crushing our lips together with impassioned kisses.
I’m breathless when Clover pulls out my cock, which is hard as steel. She bends down and takes me deep inside her mouth. Swirls her tongue along my shaft. Digs the tip into my crown. Strokes my perineum and cups my balls. Soon, my hands grip her cheeks and I’m shallow-fucking her face, making her gag. Careful not to go too far, even though I know she can take it.
She gives the best goddamn head I’ve ever had.
I’m able to stave off my orgasm, just barely. My fingers pump inside her as my thumb rubs her clit furiously. I twist her body up and to my side so I’m spooning her. Guide my cock into her from behind. Band my arm around her stomach to keep her locked to me as my lips fasten to her sweet spot in the hollow of her neck.
“God, Joar,” she moans.
I pinch her nipple and give it a twist. “JJ.”
“Ahhhh. Fuck me, JJ,” she cries. “Make me come. I want to come with your cock buried inside me.”
I didn’t plan on sex tonight. I really, really didn’t. It’s futile to resist, though. We’re meant to be doing this. “I’m going to fuck your hot little cunt until you cream all over me. Do it, baby. Come on my cock right now.”
I piston my hips like a wild man. Press my entire palm against her pussy and massage while my thumb furiously rubs her clit. She spasms so hard, I can feel every one of her clenches against my cock. When she thoroughly lets go, her entire body convulses like she’s been electrocuted. Her high-pitched keening cries fill the room as she soaks me. The wet sounds of my thrusts send me over the edge and I empty everything I have inside her with my own banshee cries.
Our bodies move together for a while afterward.
I hold her tightly against me.
