Mobbed Up Love

Once that’s done, I pick her up and carry her to my bed. The California king never felt lonely until today. I absently wonder if I should tell her this is a first for me too, that pushing through her cherry was the single greatest moment of my life thus far, but I don’t want to freak her out. Years of pent up sexual urges are coursing through my veins and my balls.

“Spread your legs, Lolita. Show me my pretty pussy.” I groan when she does what I ask. Damn. She’s glistening with the combination of both of our releases. I can’t take it anymore. I bury my face in her pussy. I kiss and suck her cunt, tasting her. It reminds me of cookies, all hot and vanilla. I devour her folds, licking up and down to her asshole. God, I’m feeling depraved right now.

“I’m going to own that ass too, Lolita.” Her desperate moan has me moving up her body and taking her lips. I kiss down her neck, her chest. Finally, I take her light brown nipple in my mouth and I bite down gently. She writhes and moans under my ministrations. She is absolute perfection.

“Albie, please fuck me again. I need you.” Her begging causes something inside of me to snap.

“How can I say no to that?” I should be concerned that she is too sore for this, but the look on her face tells me that even if she is, she doesn’t care. I spread her legs farther apart. Cock in hand, I guide it into her slowly. My view of this is so filthy, so obscene that I could come just from looking down at us joined together. I’m barely in her when she starts flexing her muscles around my shaft. I force the rest of my cock into her and fuck her senseless. After she comes, I fill her with my seed and slowly pull out of her.

The clock on my nightstand says it’s only twelve thirty, so I pull the covers over us and her into my arms. After what feels like only five minutes, but was really three hours later, my cell phone goes off in the bathroom. Based on the ringtone, the theme from the Godfather plays loudly. It started as a joke between my dad and me. Autumn giggles sleepily beside me. Regretfully, I know I have to answer it. Duty calls, though I don’t want to leave her side. I untangle myself from Autumn and trudge to the bathroom. While answering, I go ahead and take care of my business.

“Son?” my father says in lieu of hello.

“Yes, Dad. It’s me,” I answer. Who the hell else would it be?

“Your mother tells me you found a woman?” I smile and flush the toilet. After washing my hands, I head back into my room and directly to the closet. He doesn’t call this late or early depending on your view for no reason.

“I did. You’ll meet her tomorrow.”

“Good, good. I look forward to it. However, that’s not why I’m calling. Your brother, Lorenzo, needs a cleaner at Broadway and 7th Avenue in Manhattan.”

Fuck, that’s almost two hours from here. As it’s so early, at least there will be little to no traffic.

I finish the conversation with my dad and throw on some jeans and a T-shirt. They will be burned and I’m tired of losing suits. When I move to grab my Nike’s from under my bed, I see that Autumn is sitting up in bed with her arms wrapped around her knees.

“Work?” she asks. I nod and sit down on the bed, pulling my socks on.

“I should be back in a couple of hours.”

“Take me with you?” she asks. Moving behind me and kissing my neck.

“No, baby. You shouldn’t have to see this.” Typically, I keep my job to myself. The fewer people that know, the better. I literally just met this woman and I’ve thrown all that out the window. It would really suck if she were an undercover cop or something at this point. I doubt she is, but still, there is always that threat. Besides, there’s a huge difference between knowing what I do and seeing it firsthand.

“Fuck that noise, Albie. You are not leaving me here worrying about you,” she says, standing. I’m momentarily distracted by her body, but eventually I nod.

“Yay.” Her tits bouncing up and down like that in her excitement makes me want to say yes to her all the fucking time.

“Give me two minutes and I’ll be ready to go.” I finish putting my shoes on and after a few minutes, she comes back from the closet where I dropped her bag earlier. She is decked out head to toe in black. Black jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, and black heeled boots that I want digging into my ass while I fuck her wearing only those. I throw my head back in laughter.