Checking Him Out (A Single Mothers Romance Novel)

James opened his mouth and his tongue was big…wide…long. He licked my panties once, and the pressure of his tongue on my clit made my arms shake.

My legs followed.

He used his teeth to remove my panties, yanking them from my waist, tearing them from my body.

“I’ve never been with a white girl before either,” he said as he released them to the floor.

And I swear I could feel the juices flowing from my pussy, running down my leg, and I wondered if he noticed it. I reached down and grabbed the back of his head, more forward than I’ve ever been, and shoved his face into my crotch.

“Then eat this white pussy right now,” I said.

He did. And he did it in a way I’d never experienced before. He really seemed to be trying to eat me, using teeth and lips and everything as he massaged my swollen pussy lips with his mouth.

“You taste sweet,” he said in a gruff voice. He said something else but his mouth was too full of ME for me to understand. I was filling him.

And I needed him to fill me.

I stumbled backwards until I found a bench. He stood, gripped my ass in both hands, and lifted me up, lying me gently down on top of the bench.

Then he was back between my legs, his big tongue buried in my pussy. He moved up to my clit and licked around it, teasing me.

I wanted to cry out. I wanted to tell him where to lick to make me come, but I couldn’t speak. He’d found it. He was licking my clit, sucking the flap between his teeth.

I knew that big cock was just a few feet away, so close to me, and I wanted it inside me.

“James,” I said. “Give it to me. Give me your cock.”

“You sure you ready for this?” he asked.

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life,” I said as I pulled him up to my eye level so he’d be able to reach me.

His cock bumped into my thigh as he made his way closer and then moved over and bumped against my pussy lips.

Oh God I wanted it inside me. I knew it was going to feel so good.

It was going to hurt like hell…but it was going to feel sooooo good.

“James, please. Now. Fuck me now,” I begged.

I felt his cock press against me, threatening to break inside, when I heard a double beep.

BEEP BEEP.

Then I realized one of the items I was ringing up for James wasn’t going through.

BEEP BEEP.

Fucking eggs.

I was totally staring at James. He was there, just waiting to see what I’d do about the stubborn carton of eggs that wasn’t ringing up. That’s when I realized I’d never even greeted the man. I’d rung up half of his groceries without speaking a single word to him. I don’t even know how I did it. I’d been lost in my fantasy world.

I fucking did it! I had a fantasy!

I was so proud of myself that I wanted to shout it to the rooftops. I’d finally had a serious fantasy. And as I manually typed the eggs’ sku number into the computer, I kind of understood how things had gone down for my husband.

Not that it was okay that he followed through and really fucked the bimbo but I understood how nice and how serious a fantasy can be.

James paid for his groceries and left, never knowing that he’d been eating my pussy a moment before. That’s some powerful stuff.