Mad Gold (Providence Gold 2)

Now, I was facing the extended Townsend family when all I wanted to do was take my woman home, have a shower, get the feeling back in my legs, divest myself of the wildlife in my hair, and then make love to Dahlia. Not all in that order, obviously.

So, that’s what I was going to do. Tate could fill them in on the site problems and what we’d found, including Dahlia’s name written right next to one of the cut hydraulic lines, and I was going to fill Dahlia – literally!

Then I needed to ask her some questions. I could afford to do things in the order I was going to do them in because so long as I could see her, she was safe. We’d also shut down the site that had been vandalized which would cost the company a lot of money, but safety came first. The other two sites had added security and measures in place to monitor who went where.

I was going to catch the son of a bitch.

After I touched Dahlia’s naked body.“I missed you,” I whispered, lying in bed with Dahlia’s soft, naked body pressed up against my side.

I’d ended up deviating from my plan. I’d come home, had a shower during which Dahlia had gotten down on her knees in front of me and sucked my cock until I was begging for mercy. Her response was that she didn’t know someone called Mercy and then she’d continued driving me crazy with the ball on the end of piercing in her tongue. Every suck and skim of her tongue along the sensitive underside of my dick had made my toes curl, and all too soon I was holding onto the side of the shower as I came in her mouth.

Women are lucky, they can orgasm multiple times. Men have to wait for the general to have a nap, make a battle plan, call the soldiers to order, organize the weaponry and then march into war. Unless you took a little blue pill, the likelihood you could come and stay hard to keep going was slim to none. Some men had to wait until the following day to recharge their penis batteries, some took hours, and some could go again within half an hour. After the two days of hell I’d had to contend with, alongside Tate’s undivided attention, I was now nearing thirty-six minutes since blast off and Dahlia’s naked body was like an Energizer battery for my libido.

I was hard!

“I missed you too,” she mumbled as she kissed my chest, licking a line across to my nipple before taking it in her mouth. Giving it a hard flick with her tongue, she gently nipped it with her teeth and trailed her hand down the center of my stomach toward where my cock was making a tent under the sheet. “Do you think you could attach a vibrator to a car battery?” she surprised me by asking just as her hand reached where she was headed.

“Huh?” If she’d asked me the question when she wasn’t stroking the base of my penis with the tip of her finger, I might have had a better response, but at that moment I was lucky that I’d been able to even say that.

“You know, to power it,” she pressed, raising her head so that her chin was resting on my chest with her sparkling eyes looking at me.

Fuck me, she was beautiful!

Then it sank in through the fog that had been taking over my brain, meaning I reached out to still her hand before she could distract me completely.

“You want to power a vibrator with a car battery?” I asked, making sure I had this right.

“Uh huh,” she nodded, like it wasn’t one of the most random questions in the history of man.

“No, you can’t.”

“That’s a shame,” she mumbled, her eyes looking away from me toward the other side of the bedroom. “I thought it would work.”

“You have a vibrator?” I asked next, a feeling of irritation creeping into me.

“You know I do,” she tilted her head as she looked back at me questioningly.

I’d forgotten about the battery-powered cock imposter I’d accidentally found one night at her house. Now, it felt like I had to remind her that my dick was the only one she needed.

Flipping her onto her back, I lay between her splayed thighs and balanced my weight on one arm while the other hand went straight to her beautiful, wet pussy and skimmed down to her center.

“You don’t need it,” I growled, serious as fuck, pushing my index and middle fingers into her wet core, making her gasp.

“It…,” she swallowed and licked her lips. “It’s only when you go away.”

Removing my fingers, I replaced it with the tip of my dick and slowly, but firmly, pushed into her.