Trouble

A light murmur and some laughter, and I look down at Joselyn, whose eyes are shining up at me. “Now I’m really ready to go home.”

Pat stands at the door, and I do a little shrug. He waves me away with alternating thumbs up and fast air clapping.

“Come on.”

* * *

We barely make it through the door when Joselyn pins me to the wall with a kiss. “Have I told you how happy you make me?”

I’m right there, meeting her lips, grabbing her face, and turning her back to the wall so I can kiss her deeper. My hands slide up the slippery silk of the dress, lifting her breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric.

“Then I’m doing my job.” I trace a line with my lips along her jaw to her ear, inhaling deeply soft white flowers and the warmth of her body. “I love this dress.”

Sliding my hands down her hips, I cup her ass, but she holds my wrists, kissing my neck before dropping to her knees. Fuck, yes.

Her hands are on my pants, sliding up and down as she gives me a naughty look, curling her fingers so her nails tease my thighs before rising higher to unfasten my pants.

“Joselyn…” I reach out to brace my hand on the wall, and she has my fly down.

My cock springs free, and she wraps her fingers around it. “Hello, Jock!”

I can’t help a laugh. “Stop talking to my cock.”

“Just ignore him.” She leans forward to kiss the tip before flicking out her tongue and tracing it all around the edge. “Does that feel good?”

“Yes,” I groan, and she looks up at me with big blue eyes before pulling me all the way into her mouth on a long suck.

My eyes roll shut as she does it again.

Her mouth pops off, and she looks up at me. “You were very good tonight.”

Sliding my fingers along her cheek, I’m still amazed by how much I feel for her. “I’ll always take care of you.”

She grins, returning to my dick, tracing her tongue around it before pulling it between her red lips, smearing lipstick on my shaft, licking and sucking as her head bobs faster.

“Sin…” I groan deeply.

Both her hands slide up my legs, scratching her nails lightly over my ass. My eyes squeeze shut, and I do my best not to thrust forward and drive my cock down her throat.

She’s sucking and pumping me with her fist, making little hungry noises as she does it. She?

?s on her knees, feasting like I’m a fucking ice cream cone, and when I look down and see her breasts bouncing, I can’t take it anymore.

“You’re too good,” I gasp. “Come up here.”

Reaching down, I catch her under the arms and pull her up, turning her stomach to the wall and ripping the silk over her ass. Fuck, I love this ass.

I rip the thong off her just before I slam into her and hold. My heart is beating so hard, I can’t breathe, and she whines, bucking against my pelvis, sending me deeper into her clenching core.

My teeth are tight, and I grind out, “I’m going to come.”

“Me too,” she moans, twerking against me.

Fumbling with the front of her dress, I find the top of her thighs and slip my fingers between them, massaging her clit fast as I thrust harder, faster. Her palms flatten against the wall, and she pushes against me, fucking me backwards as I do my best to wait for her.

It’s no use. I’m too far gone as the ripples of orgasm climb my legs. My knees buckle, and I push up and hold, closing my eyes as I pulse into her so hard.

My arms tighten around her waist, and I hold on so I don’t fall as the planet shifts beneath my feet. Her hand fumbles over her shoulder into my hair, and I turn my face to kiss her neck.