Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 25457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Ooh goodie more.” She rubbed my dick before making a beeline for the bedroom. I found her sitting on the edge of the bed looking lost. “What’s wrong now?”
“Was that woman in this bed?” What the fuck was she talking about now?
“A while ago yeah, I did date before we met.” She didn’t seem too pleased by that but I can’t change my past. However I tried to diffuse the situation.
“I wouldn’t worry too much about that anymore if I were you. If it bothers you that much we’ll go find a new bed tomorrow.” That seemed to appease her and off came the towel.
I was on her before she could blink. I had to go on a discovery mission. Needed to see what the hell she had in there.
I opened her pussy up with my fingers and studied her. I didn’t see anything different. It must be deeper. I pushed my tongue past her swollen folds and…big fucking mistake.
She went fucking nuts. I thought she was gonna smother my ass. She clamped her legs around my head and started fucking my face.
“Oh this is the best.” The hooting and hollering started again and my tongue got a workout.
Chapter 6
In the morning I decided to head her off. I’d come to the conclusion that the only time we got along is when I was fucking her.
Since I can’t fuck her twenty-four seven, no matter how much I might want to, we had to come up with a plan.
There’s no way I’m jeopardizing the pussy. I know it’s a fucked up way to think, but that pussy will not be more than ten feet away from me except for the hours I’m at work.
The only thing to get out of the way as far as I could see was her attitude, she was fucking ornery and that’s on a good day. But I can deal with that as long as I have access to the pussy.
Before her eyes were fully open I was on her and in her. “Hmmm.” She opened her legs wider and let me dig in.
“Here’s the deal, no matter how much you piss me off or I you, we table that shit when it comes to fucking. That means no matter how pissed you might be at me for some stupid shit that you’ve made up in your head, if I wanna fuck we fuck.”
Big mistake. She set her pussy on me. By that I mean she locked down like a vise on my dick while she bit a hole in my chest.
“Ouch, what the fuck nut?” She glared up at me even as she fucked me, her hips moving in time with mine.
“Why don’t you just keep your trap shut and get on with it?”
“I see a good overdose of dick didn’t do anything for your disposition.” What the fuck kinda conversation were we having here anyway? She got pissy and tried to break my dick in half.
“Cut that shit out.” When she didn’t listen I pulled out and forced her onto her knees with her head shoved into the pillow. Good, keep her ass quiet. I slammed back into her and proceeded to fuck the piss outta her ass.
With her cute little ass in my view in the morning light, I got ideas. When my finger touched her ass her pussy went nuts. She screamed or growled, one or the other, into the pillow and pounded her fist into the bed.
“Okay, fine, deal. But the same goes, if you piss me off you gotta gimme if I want it too.”
“Fair enough.” I was grinning like a loon behind her. I had no idea what I’d just let my ass in for.
I had to go to work and she had to get into her house. Brady dropped her bag off just as I was heading out. She stood in her doorway as I was leaving, giving me some kinda look that I didn’t quite get, but that was nothing new.
“So…” Here we go, she’s about to piss me off again. It wasn’t too hard to draw that conclusion. Anytime she opened her mouth and my dick wasn’t in it, there was a sure bet she was gonna piss me the fuck off.
“So…”
“Does this mean that we are boyfriend and girlfriend now?” she was rummaging through her bag as she asked. What the fuck is this, middle school? Better not say that shit out loud, it might only set her off.
“What the fuck do you think?” okay I can’t help it, she makes me crazy. But what the fuck did she think I was spending all that time putting my brand on her for? So she could run off with the next guy that came along?
“You know, if you smoked some pot it might improve your disposition some. Grouchy much?” I finally saw what it was that she’d been looking for.
She came out with a roach or whatever you call those little ends of a joint. She lit it up and I jumped back. Fuck if she didn’t make one of those noises, not quite the fuck me one, but close enough. I wasn’t too pleased by that shit, but figured I’d let it go for now.
“You can’t smoke that shit around me just when I’m about to go to work, it’ll stink up my clothes and hair. I don’t want people thinking I’m a pothead.”
“Are you calling me a pothead?” Crazy lady had fire in her eyes.
“Doesn’t take much to set you off does it? I thought that shit was supposed to mellow you out?”
“I haven’t had a good enough hit yet, besides, there ain’t enough weed in the world to combat your brand of asshole.”
“I’ma pop you one you keep mouthing off at me.”
“Why don’t you roll your ass on outta here officer and stop annoying people?”
“You…”
“Uh uh uh uh, that’s illegal.” She wiggled her finger at me when I was about to grab her.
What the fuck was I getting myself into? This girl has no fucking etiquette whatsoever, literally.