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Chapter Fourteen
NEIL
T he feel of Georgia slipping back into bed wakes me. There’s a pillow in my arms that I was apparently using to replace her, and I toss it away.
“Where have you been?” I ask, reaching for her and sliding her under me. She’s naked, and her legs spread as I nestle between them. My cock is hard and eager for her wet heat, so I slide the tip against her opening.
“Got breakfast.” She hums in pleasure as the head of my cock rubs her clit. “From the diner.”
“You were gone a long time.” I remember hearing her leave, but I was so dead after last night.
“They were busy.”
I press my lips to hers, and she tastes like donuts. “Your pussy sucked the life out of me last night, and I didn’t even get all the way inside. You were up at the crack of dawn up eating donuts. I must not be doing my job right.”
“Guess you need to step your game up.” She shrugs playfully, and I growl.
“You’re going to regret saying that.” She squeals as I flip her on her stomach and smack my hand across her ass. It turns the prettiest shade of pink before I bend down and bite it.
Her cries of mischief are replaced with moans as I lick one ass cheek and then the other. After that, I push her legs apart and then yank her ass in the air. She gasps in surprise until my mouth is there, covering her wet cunt.
The more I lick, the more she rocks against my face, and when I suck her clit, she cums. She’s so easy to get off that the second time she’s close, I stop and drag it out. She curses me a few times and threatens to call the cops but then realizes she’d have to call herself.
I work her up and up and then stop every time she’s right at the edge. When she’s sweaty with need and begging to cum, I position myself behind her with my cock at her dripping pussy.
“You’ll let me fuck you bare, won’t you, babe?”
“Yes, please, anything. Just stop torturing me!”
“Fuck,” I hiss as I slowly sink into her from behind.
When I go all the way and feel my balls snug against her pussy lips, I hold still. She’s whimpering at the stretch, and even though I did my best to get her ready last night, nothing can prepare her for the thick intrusion.
“Neil, it’s too big.” She grips the pillow in her hands and tries to get off my cock.
My hold on her hips is lethal, and I’m not letting her move an inch. “You want me to cum in you, don’t you?” Her pussy clenches around my cock in answer. “Good girl.”
“Don’t listen to her, she’s not thinking clearly!”
“Oh, I think your pussy knows exactly what she wants.” I reach around between her legs and spread the lips of her pussy. “Right now, she’s begging for me to fill her up.”
As soon as I pet her clit, Georgia’s entire body relaxes. She spreads her knees wider to let me get deep, and I rub her clit as I start to fuck her. Every time I pull out, the wet drag of her cunt is heaven. And every time I thrust back in, she squeezes me like she’s welcoming me home.
“That’s it!” she cries, her hips rocking with me. “Right there!”
Her orgasm hits when I’m balls deep, and I stay still, needing to feel it. Waves of her pleasure keep coming, and one orgasm turns into another. I pet her clit to drag it out until she pushes my hand away and begs me to stop.
That’s when I finally give myself permission to stop holding back. My cock throbs as I empty into her hot little cunt, and I fall on top of her. She’s pinned to the bed as I keep cumming, to the point that it spills out between us.
I kiss her cheek, her shoulder, everywhere I can reach as I try and catch my breath. It’s the single most intense orgasm of my life, and I might have blacked out at one point.
“I think you broke me,” Georgia mumbles, and I grin against her neck.
“Still feel like eating donuts?”
“Always.”
I laugh as I pull out, and Georgia groans at the loss, but as soon as I’ve flipped her over onto her back, I thrust my hard cock inside her.
“I’m going to take it as a compliment that you never get soft,” she says as I kiss my way down to her breasts.
“I’m afraid as long as you’re near me it’s going to stay that way.”
“I guess having you glued to my side won’t be so bad after all.”
I take her wrists in my hands and lift them over her head. I’m gentle at first, but when I’ve got them pinned above her, I tighten my grip so she can’t move.
“So tell me something, Sheriff.”
She stiffens at the change in my voice. “I assumed when we were in bed together, I was just Georgia.”
“Well, then explain to me why you ran out on me this morning and then went and tore your cruiser apart before you went to the diner.” Her eyes widen, and her mouth pops open, but no words come out. “And this time, don’t lie to me.”
“I wasn’t lying, well not exactly. I might have left off a stop or two, but you distracted me with your mouth and tongue and…you know.”
“Cock?”
“Yes, and right now, it’s inside me, so I’m having a hard time gathering my thoughts.”
“You mean gathering your lies.”
She huffs and tries to wiggle out of my hold, but it only makes my cock go deeper.
“Neil.”
My name comes out like a whine, but I’m not letting her go until I’ve got some answers.