Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Thankfully there aren’t a lot of people out and about yet. I’ll grab the pictures, get rid of them, and then hit up the diner. I can grab breakfast to go with coffee for Neil. That’s what I plan on using as my excuse for sneaking out if he wakes up before I’m back.
When I get to my cruiser, I pop the trunk and pull up the covering for the spare tire. “What the hell?” I lift the tire but don’t see the pictures. Oh no, this is not happening. I dig around everywhere in the trunk but can’t find them.
Okay, maybe I moved them or put them elsewhere and forgot about it. I check in the glove box and under the seats, but I can’t find anything. My anxiety starts to rise the more I look, and then I double and triple check the same places again. There’s nothing but a few Cheeto puffs and about seventy-five cents.
Think, Georgia! Where could I have put them? This is when I want to call my mom and ask her. She always knows where everything is. It’s a mom superpower that I don’t possess.
What the hell am I going to do now?
Chapter Fourteen
NEIL
The 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.