I had my pants unbuttoned and my zipper down as she took my cock in her hand and stroked it.
“How many more orgasms do we need?”
She swallowed hard and said, “Three.”
Lifting my brow, I asked, “Three? Are you sure?”
“Um . . . yep . . . I’m sure.” I loved seeing her chest heave up and down at the mere excitement of what I was about to do to her.
With a quick look around, I grinned when I saw the room was big enough for my next plan. “Take off your jeans,” I commanded as I put a sheet on the floor and dropped to the floor onto my back.
Without hesitating, she did what I asked. Slipping off her sneakers, she pushed her jeans along with her panties down and off her right leg, keeping them on her left still.
“Sit on my face.”
Her eyes widened in shock as she asked, “W-what?”
“I want to taste you, baby.”
Her mouth parted slightly open as she gazed down at me while biting her lip.
Doing as I asked, she lowered herself to me as I ran my tongue along her lips and to her clit.
“Oh, God,” she whispered as she started to move her * against my face.
Fucking heaven.
Grabbing onto her hips, I held her still while I worked on her first orgasm.
“Malcolm,” she whispered as she slammed her hands over her mouth while her body trembled. I loved feeling her fall apart. It was one of my favorite things.
When she finally came down, I lifted her hips and said, “Turn around, I want to feel my cock in your mouth.”
She gasped as she quickly moved. I knew she loved it when I talked dirty to her. When she put that sweet * back in my face, I slapped her ass, causing her to let out a yelp before taking me into her mouth. Letting out a moan, I let her work me for a bit before I pulled her back onto my face. When she moaned, it vibrated through my entire body, causing me to suck and lick her faster. My finger moved up and coated it with her wetness before I pushed it into her ass, causing her entire body to go rigid and her orgasm to hit her. Each whimper and moan against my cock had me fighting not to let go and spill into her mouth.
I tapped on her hip, signaling her to stop before I came. “Oh God . . . Malcolm . . . I feel myself throbbing.”
Not sure how much longer we could stay in here, I told her to stand. She held onto the wall as she steadied herself.
I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around me while I slowly lowered her onto my cock. “Damn, baby you feel so good.”
It didn’t take me long before I was pouring every ounce of my cum into her body. When I sank down to the ground, I held her so she wouldn’t be on the floor. We both dragged in air while trying to steady our breathing. The door handle moved and we both froze.
“Aw shit. Who locked it?” someone said from the other side of the door. Paislie jumped up and quickly put her panties and jeans back on while I tucked my guy back in and zipped up my pants.
Putting my ear to the door, I lifted my eyebrows and slowly unlocked the door. Barely opening it, I peeked out to see no one was around. We both quickly ran out of the closet and to the elevator like we were fleeing for our lives.
The second the elevator doors shut, we both lost it laughing.
Life with Paislie was amazing and I couldn’t wait to see where she wanted her last orgasm since I only managed to give her two.
The feel of Emmit smacking my back, had me about spitting out my beer.
“You ready?”
With a grin, I replied, “I sure am.”
“You do know how long your wedding ceremony is, right?”
I rolled my eyes and nodded. “I’m well aware of how long it will be.”
“I’m thinking Addie and I will have enough time to sneak out and get in a quickie before anyone misses us.”
My mouth fell. “You’re my best man; you don’t think people will notice you gone?”
With a wave of his hand, he chuckled. “They’ll all be asleep.”
“Fuck you, Lewis. I don’t even know why I asked you to be the best man, you bastard.”
The front door opened and Paislie came running out. “Look what was printed in The Dallas Morning News today.”
She held up the paper and smiled. The picture was of me, Paislie, Emmit, Adaline, Landon, and Hailey all in front of the house with another picture of the vineyards.
The caption read:
Two former NASCAR teammates find life in the slow lane peacefully blissful.
I took in a deep breath and let the cool April air fill my senses. Paislie had thrown bluebonnets out last fall and they were springing up everywhere with all the rain we had gotten this past winter. The smell was amazing.