Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Mmmm!” is her wild shriek. “Oh oh oh!”
I bellow my release as my cock jerks in her twat, releasing spray after spray of virile come.
“Fuck!” I shout. “Goddamn!”
We cry and writhe together, unable to escape the heady vortex that consumes us both. Stars literally burst before my eyes as my cock pulses again and again, dumping an enormous load into the sweet girl.
Finally, however, the pleasure subsides somewhat and I pull my thumb out of her asshole with a loud “pop.” Mari turns to look at me with wide eyes, still panting and sweaty, as I smile wolfishly.
“You want a taste?”
She stares at me, her mouth dropping open.
“I’m sorry?”
But before she can protest, I’ve pushed my thumb between her lips, making her taste her own ass.
“That’s it,” I croon. “It’s delicious, isn’t it? You like the taste of your asshole, honey?”
Her brown eyes are shocked and horrified at first, but then her expression morphs into one of ecstasy as she sucks hungrily at my thumb.
“Mmm,” Mari moans, heady with pleasure. “Ummm.”
I chuckle.
“I knew you’d like it,” I growl with satisfaction. “That’s my dirty girl.”
After she’s sucked for a good two minutes, lapping my thumb clean, I pull it out of her mouth before pulling out of her sweet pussy too. My cock’s glistening with a film of her nectar and a cream pie oozes out of that used twat, making my chest puff out with pleasure. Shit, she looks good like this.
But when I lean forwards to kiss Mari, there are tears in her eyes.
“What is it, sweetheart?” I ask in a low voice while brushing her curls back from her forehead with one big hand. “Did I hurt you?”
She shakes her head, biting her lip.
“No, it’s not that, Harris. It’s that … well, you’re leaving, and we only just got started.”
My heart thumps hard as I nod.
“I know, sweetheart, but this is the way it has to be. Your future is here, at Concordia, and this is the launchpad to the next phase of your life. Didn’t you say you wanted to major in early childhood education, and maybe become a teacher one day?”
The beautiful brunette nods tearfully, still worrying her lip with her teeth.
“I did, or at least that’s what I thought I wanted. I mean, I do want that,” she whispers. “But I want you too, Harris. I’ve dreamed of being with you for so long, and it’s just wrong that I have to stay here while you head home. Don’t you agree?”
I lean forward to drop a kiss on the tip of her nose.
“It is disappointing, baby girl, but it’s fine. Things aren’t going to end just because you’re here, while I’m in Oakdale. We’ll still see each other.”
That only makes the tears in Mari’s eyes spill over, breaking my heart.
“But when? How?”
I lean down to nuzzle her neck lovingly.
“Thanksgiving. Christmas. All the usual holidays.”
She shakes her head, hiccuping a bit with sobs.
“That’s too long,” she whispers. “I’ll miss you too much, Harris.”
I nod.
“Yes baby, I know, and I’ll miss you too. But that’s the way it has to be. I can’t come out here every weekend because you know I need to be in Oakdale for work. But we can do lots of Zoom calls, okay? How about that? It’s a sad substitute for seeing each other in person, but it’s better than nothing, right?”
That only makes the curvy brunette cry harder as her face twists with anguish.
“Zoom is nothing like seeing someone in person,” she sniffles. “It’s awful and fake and stilted.”
I nod.
“Yes, but Burns Fabrication is based in Oakdale,” I say in a serious tone. “You know I need to be there to manage operations, and the drive here is too long to do every weekend. But we’ll figure out a way, Zoom or no Zoom,” I growl. “I promise, baby girl. This is only the beginning.”
With that, I kiss her again gently as Mari cries her little heart out. My own heart is thumping painfully in my chest because the truth is that I’d love to keep the pretty brunette by my side. I’d love to sleep next to her at night while sharing meals and conversation during the day. I’d love to continue our lives together, and to see where this path leads, but we don’t get everything we want in life. Maybe we’ll only have holidays for the foreseeable future but it’s probably better that way because I have a secret that I’ve never revealed … and I don’t want the brat to know.
CHAPTER 9
Mari
I hop off the back of the motorcycle before nodding at my friend Xenia.
“Thanks girl,” I say. “I appreciate the ride.”
Xenia merely waves back before revving her motorcycle.
“You’re welcome,” she smiles. “I was on my way back to Chicago, so it’s no trouble to drop you off. Have an awesome Halloween!” Then, she tightens her helmet and pulls away from the curb with one last wave, her black hair whipping in the breeze.