Legend (Arizona Vengeance 3)

She takes my hand and leads me toward the garage, which I had left open after I backed her car out to the driveway.

“What are we doing?” I ask her, thinking she’s going to take me inside and ply me with pancakes or something.

She doesn’t answer and leads me over to the side wall where she has rough wooden shelving built to hold most of her gardening supplies. At the end, and closest to the short staircase that leads into her kitchen, there’s a recessed area where she has hooks that hold garden hoses and small tools.

Pepper pulls me into that small area and her hands immediately go to the button of my jeans. When she pulls it loose and starts to lower my zipper, bells go off in my head and I know exactly what’s getting ready to happen.

My head snaps to the right and I can see through the half stocked shelves right out the garage to her car and the street beyond. If someone were to casually stroll by on the sidewalk, I doubt they could see us but if someone walked up her driveway and came into the garage, they’d get an eyeful.

I don’t even have time to worry about this because Pepper has my pants pushed down past my hips and my cock in her hand. It responds immediately and starts to swell against her palm. I twist my head, wondering if I can take her up against the wall but there are too many gardening implements that could really hurt.

When I turn back to look down at her, Pepper’s on her tiptoes and putting her mouth on mine. I engage, because her stroking my cock and kissing me is the best feeling ever.

My chest starts to heave as she works at me, and I try to grab her hips but she pulls her mouth from mine. “No.”

Releasing her hold on me, she turns to the shelf and I grin when I see what she has. It’s one of those little padded gardening kneelers that you can carry around with you and set it down where you need to work on your knees.

I thought we were going to fuck in her garage, but I know that’s not the case when Pepper puts that green, padded thing right at my feet. My cock is fully hard and bobbing right in front of her face when she drops down before me.

Tugging my pants down a little more, she leans in and tilts her head. The first thing she does is run her tongue up the middle of my balls to the base of my cock and my hands have to press back into the wall so my legs don’t give out on me.

She does it again and, without any self-control, my hands leave the wall to grip her head. I’m not sure if I want to push her away because we’re standing in an open garage or I want to pull her closer.

When she circles a small hand around me to guide the tip of my shaft into her mouth, I know there’s no way I could ever make her stop. I’m powerless in this moment.

Just as my cock stretches Pepper’s cunt to the limits, her mouth struggles to take me. She opens so wide she accommodates my girth but the length is going to give her trouble.

Loving the feel of her silky hair woven through my fingers as I grasp onto her head, I gently rock my hips in small increments so I don’t choke her. That part of my cock that won’t fit in her mouth isn’t neglected, though, because she gives it hard strokes with one hand, while the other drops just below to fondle my balls.

Goddamn, that feels amazing.

I look down to find Pepper looking up at me. Mouth stretched wide, a little trickle of saliva coming out of one corner and her cheeks hollowing as she sucks against the tip of me. Sometimes she even wiggles her tongue on the underside which causes spasms of pleasure to ripple straight from my balls through to my dick.

She closes her eyes and moans her appreciation of what she’s doing to me.

“Pepper,” I murmur as I continue to slowly fuck her mouth.

Her eyes spring open, cheeks drawn inward, and her eyes question me.

“I want to fuck you.” I mean, I’m totally digging this blow job and I’m going to come hard and soon, but I’d rather be wrapped tight in that pussy. Not sure if it’s my becoming a dad that’s awakened this primal urge I have to come inside of her, but it’s hard to fight. And I know my sweet girl can’t get pregnant but that doesn’t mean I don’t still like being inside of her.

A lot.

Pepper has other plans, though. She gives a tiny shake of her head, scraping her teeth lightly as she pulls off me. Her tongue darts out, licks her bottom lip, and she says, “I want you to come in my mouth.”