54

ROME

I knew this day would come when your own making would bite you back in the ass. And it was happening right now, and I couldn’t do anything to avoid it.

I still fought the urge with every bit of my sanity left not to carry her, throw her in the bed, and do what had been in my head that drove me crazy for two months. And I have been celibate since— when she was about to reach her ecstasy, I teased her some more and then let her come around my tongue and licked her dry. And maybe I began making her ache again until she begged me to fuck her. But before that, I would feast her first.

I missed her taste, body, lips wrapped around me, and tight, warm pussy. All I did in the bathroom was jacked off— I was fully loaded all the time, and every time I saw her sweet ass swaying before me, her pert tits and nipples hardening as if she was cold or remembering naughty things we did together, I had to think of something nasty.

Right now, she just joined me in bed and slipped into my duvet a