Addicted to Her Curves
He wanted her.
Plain and fucking simple.
She sucked on his dick and he moved, giving her a better angle. After removing his shirt, he cushioned her neck on the edge of the desk, not wanting her to get into any kind of pain. Watching her mouth wrap around him, he couldn’t keep his attention for long. Between her mouth, and seeing Scott lick her, he was close to coming.
He hadn’t had a woman in a long time. The only pleasure he’d gotten was by his own hand. With each pull and suck, he was close.
Thrusting into her mouth, he was careful. The next time she licked his cock, he was going to make sure he was going to be able to fuck her mouth, to go deep in her throat.
She moaned around his dick, and the pleasure rushed through his body.
He didn’t want to close his eyes, nor did he want it to end, but Scott was determined. He pushed her to an orgasm and as she did, she took more of Beau’s cock, setting off his own release.
There was no time to ask if she wanted a mouthful of his cum. He spilled between her lips and he felt her swallow, milking him of every single drop. When there was no more, he pulled from her mouth, collapsed to the floor, and kissed her hard.
They were both panting.
“Damn, that was amazing. I’m so sorry,” he said.
“Why are you sorry?”
“I came in your mouth. I didn’t ask.”
She chuckled. “I don’t mind at all.” She suddenly gasped.
“Do you have a problem with me fucking your pussy?” Scott asked.
Looking up, he saw Scott had plunged two fingers inside her. He’d pushed his sweatpants off, and his cock stood out.
“Because I want you so bad and I don’t want to wait.”
She licked her lips and nodded. “I don’t want you to wait.”
“Good.”
He retrieved a condom and Beau watched as he rolled it over his dick. In that split second, he became aware of safe sex and the fact he wanted to ride Connie bareback, but also, the need to fill her with his cum, to have her womb full with their child. The thoughts and feelings were so fast, rushed even, and he couldn’t control them. He only knew what he wanted and how desperate he was to have them.
He watched as Scott filled her pussy, their moans filling the office. This was the start of something special but for Beau, he wanted it to be so much more.
Chapter Four
The following morning, Scott finished with the toast, scrambling the tofu, and grilling the tomatoes. He liked to have a good breakfast in the morning, and there was nothing wrong with a vegan alternative either. Beau was all for the meat, but he wasn’t.
“You’re not going to fry me up any bacon?” Beau asked, coming into the kitchen.
“I don’t even buy the stuff. You know that.”
“I do, but how do you know if our woman is going to appreciate that?”
“I’ve fed it to you before and you liked it. I’m taking a chance.”
“On tofu?” Beau asked.
Scott rolled his eyes. His best friend clearly had something on his mind. “Do you want to stop arguing about tofu and tell me what’s really on your mind?” He put the food back into the oven to keep warm.
Connie was still fast asleep and they had a couple of minutes. After fucking her on his desk, they’d come to his place, where they had all made love again into the night. It had been the best experience of his life, but he wanted to feel her again. There was no doubt in his mind they were good together.
They were all getting used to one another and he was determined to make this work, by using any means necessary. His friendship with Beau more important to him. He knew Beau inside and out and when there was something on his mind, he knew.
“It’s nothing.”
“Beau, don’t lie to me. We can’t do that. Not if we want this to work. Did it bother you last night? Me having her first?”
“What? No, of course not. You’ve yet to feel how good her mouth is.”
“Then what is it?” he asked.
“I … how far do you want this to go?”
Scott frowned. “I’m not following you.”
“This with Connie. Is this a bit of fun to you? Are you hoping to sate yourself on her and then move on to the next woman?”
“Okay, did you hit your head or something?”
“I’m not joking around. This is serious.”
“I’m not joking around either. I want to know what the fuck is going on because as far as I’m concerned, I’m in this for life, Beau. This isn’t just some weekend or a month fling. I want Connie as my woman. I even want her as my wife and yeah, I’ve thought about kids as well. I want all of it.” He wanted to have the happy marriage. The kids. The house. Coming home to a woman or her returning from work. He didn’t care which way it was. He didn’t expect Connie to give up her life or the bar for them.