I had to think for a minute. I remembered how nervous I’d been watching the last fight. It was hard to see him get hurt.
“I don’t know. I hate watching you almost get beat up. It’s hard to watch,” I said with a grimace.
Justin turned himself, so he was looking at me. “But you’re my good luck charm. I need you there.”
I gave him a smile. It was so sweet that he felt that way. It was also a huge turn on to hear him say that he needed me around. My cheeks flushed.
“Okay, I’ll go,” I said.
“You are amazing, you know that?” he said.
“Why is that?” I asked playfully.
“For one, you spend your time massaging people so they won’t hurt anymore. For two, you came to hang out with my daughter. You not only put up with her questions, but you also interacted with her like you actually cared.”
“I do care,” I said.
“I can tell; thank you. And also, you come to my fights when I ask you to.”
I smiled at him. “Thank you. You are amazing, too, Justin. And so is Margie. She’s very inquisitive.”
Justin moved forward and put his lips to mine. We were kissing, and I instantly felt the heat between us start to rise. His tongue entered my mouth, and I wrapped my arms around him. I kissed him back with a fierce passion.
He suddenly stopped kissing me. I blinked at him with confusion. As he stood up, he whispered, “Come with me,” and held out his hand.
I grabbed his hand and let me lead him into his bedroom. He closed the door behind us, and I sat on the bed. He pulled me down beside me and kissed me again. He leaned back so I was partially on top of him, and we pulled apart to get undressed. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his. He stared at me with such attention and desire that it was almost overwhelming.
The intimacy of the moment just made my desire for him that much stronger.
When we were down to our underwear, Justin laid on the bed and pulled me onto him. Our mouths met, and we started kissing. Our tongues moving together, our bodies were pressed firmly together. I could feel his hard dick pressing into
my thigh, and it was driving me crazy.
He slid a hand down my panties and started to massage my clit before sliding a finger inside of me.
“You’re already so wet,” he said to me.
“Just for you,” I said lustfully. I was ready to take him inside of me again. I had been thinking about Friday non-stop, and I was eager to be with him again.
I leaned forward and undid the clasp on my bra and let it slide down my arms. Then I tossed it to the floor. We both pulled off our underwear, and I leaned back as he rolled a condom onto himself. Without a word, he spread my legs apart and entered me.
“I missed this,” he said softly.
I let out a small moan. He began to move in and out of me in small increments, working himself further inside of me with each thrust. He laid on top of me and laced his fingers in mine above my head. He kissed my throat, letting his tongue taste me. I moaned with each thrust. He felt amazing. The sensations he created in my body were mind-numbing.
We started kissing again, and even though he wasn’t moving as hard or as fast as he had been the last time, the pleasure felt so much more intense. The slow motions allowed me to feel every inch of him.
He started thrusting harder, but he didn’t pick up the pace yet. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge of coming with each hard thrust. My insides were vibrating with pleasure.
He unlaced his fingers from mine and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I wrapped both my arms and my legs around him as I took every inch of him.
“Nothing has ever felt this good,” he whispered in my ear as he picked up the pace a little bit.
“Oh, fuck.” I groaned. I was getting so close. “I’m gonna come.”
Justin stopped suddenly. “Not yet.” He sat up so he could pull himself out of me. “Turn over,” he ordered.
I turned over so I was now laying on my stomach. I started to get into the doggy style position when he pushed me back down.