Are we really going to stay on this property? God, I hope it’s the right choice. And I hope we’re done running.
I thought about what Yoshiro had said, about Poppy speaking.
I can’t believe she just launched into a full conversation with him. How is that possible?
Poppy talking had been my reason to say yes. If Poppy felt comfortable to talk, we would stay here and let her heal.
Please, God. I don’t want this to be a mistake.
Chapter 9
Horny
Yoshiro
Something was wrong.
The handshake should not have triggered a huge effect. It was just Ebony’s hand that I shook. A few seconds. Maybe more. Soft skin against skin. Warmth. And perhaps it was her sweet scent radiating from that curvy body, but. . .
I transformed into a horny teenager.
My cock hardened in my jeans, and I found I didn’t want to let her hand go.
When I finally did, I knew I had to get out of there. The last thing she needed to see was my arousal right after I’d told her to stay. Right after, I’d claimed my property to be her safe haven.
I have to get control of myself.
The cause must’ve been that I wasn’t used to a female presence in my space and all around me for so long in the day. It had to be that. Anything more and I would’ve felt ashamed. Disgusted with myself. Here was a woman that had gone through so much. She was running, and all I could do was get my rocks off from one friendly touch.
I’ll take care of this, and it’ll go away.
With my hard cock pressing against the jeans, I raced up the stairs. I couldn’t wait to get alone.
Within the confines of my room, I shut the door, leaned against it, and grabbed my cock.
Really? What do you think you’re doing? Getting hard right in front of her? She would’ve thought something was wrong with us.
I sighed and headed to the bathroom. I couldn’t just take care of myself in the bed. The kids would be back in the house. They didn’t need to hear me grunting and making the bed rock.
Hopefully, this would be a onetime occurrence. Ebony would be in my house for a while. The back house needed repairs. I couldn’t rush them. Everything had to go just right. It had to be a true home.
If they like it, then they won’t leave.
I hated that the thought came. It sounded pathetic. Desperate even.
It’s not about me. I’m helping them. That’s all. That’s it. Nothing else.
I headed into the bathroom and undressed, getting completely naked. Next, I shut the door and switched on the shower.
Her hand was so fucking soft. Is she that soft all over? Silky? Warm like those delicate fingers?
It was pathetic.
Back in my days in Chicago, I’d been balls deep in many women. Later my wife caught me. Still, I’d never got an erection from a handshake. Not even as a teen.
I looked down at my cock. Rock hard, it pointed straight. The tip swelled with hunger. My balls felt heavy, yearning to be touched.
I licked my lips, thinking of how Ebony’s soft hands would feel on them, playing with each sac, weighing them in those delicate fingers.
I entered the shower.
A little guilt came.
It’s just a fantasy. I would never touch her. She’s been through too much. I’m just. . .imagining.
Warm water sprayed on my body, streaming down my chest. I licked my lips, squirted body wash into my hand, and lathered it all over my cock. My body drummed to life from the touch.
Fuck. I have to do this more. It feels so good.
I stroked my swollen cock and imagined sinking the length deep into Ebony’s hot, silky pussy. It had to be lush and inviting. Paradise. She was so sweet. Loving. Strong. How would she feel moaning under me? How good would her fat ass feel within the grip of my hands.
I groaned from the image.
My body hummed.
In my mind, Ebony lay naked on my bed, thick thighs open, pussy wet and ready. Hungry for me to slam my cock into her. Yearning for me to come all over her.
Damn. I want to be deep inside you, Ebony.
In my head, she responded by grabbing my cock and pulling it toward her. Seconds later, I pushed inside of her wet heat.
“Fuck,” I whispered and opened my eyes. “I shouldn’t do this.”
Hot water rained down on me.
Steam rose.
Just this once.
I moved my hands slowly up my cock, shut my eyes again, and returned to that erotic image.
Ebony’s moan came out soft and so feminine. “It feels so good, Yoshiro.”
“Yes, Ebony. So good.” I pulled out and whispered to her, “Turn around.”
She complied, twisted that lovely body around, and stuck her curvy ass in the air.
“Good girl.” I licked my lips.
Slowly, I buried my cock deep in her ass. With my other hand, I played between her legs, toying with her clit.