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Reaching down between us, I wrap my hand around the rest of my cock that won’t fit inside her and start rubbing. I squeeze it tight, but it’s nothing compared to how tight her pussy is.

With one hand I jack off and with the other I keep rubbing her pussy.

“Can I feel you cum?” she asks, and her pussy squeezes me.

“I don’t think that’s safe,” I say as my hand speeds up. “We’re already being reckless.”

My mouth says one thing but my body is speaking an entirely different language as my cock swells and cum begins to drip inside of her.

“Just this once,” she whispers, looking up at me and biting her bottom lip.

Her fingers join mine and she helps me jack my cock until my balls are tight and I’m forced to cum.

“Fuck,” I grunt when her pussy tightens and I have no choice.

As soon as the first squirt of cum enters her body, she cries out and arches her back off the couch.

“I can feel it,” she moans as she works her hips lower on my cock and she cums with me.

I have to grab the edge of the couch and plant my knees to keep from passing out on top of her as wave after wave of cum leaves my body.

It’s so fucking intense that I can hardly breathe, and just when I think she’s gotten what she wants, she climbs up my body and hangs on to me.

“More,” she says softly in my ear, and I close my eyes.

“Anything you want,” I say as my cock slips deeper inside her.





Chapter Nine





Teeny





I sit up in the center of a huge bed and my dark hair falls around me. I push it out of my face the best I can when I don’t feel my hair tie on my wrist.

A small shaft of light spills in from the cracked bathroom door and I can see I’m surrounded by big fluffy white pillows. If I didn’t know better I’d think I was on a cloud, but the ache between my legs reminds me of what happened last night.

I glance over to the window and light peeks from the bottom of the curtains, letting me know it’s the next day. How long have I slept? The last thing I remember was being on the sofa with Bull, but I don’t know how I got from there into here. Obviously, Bull moved me, but I don’t remember at what point he carried me in here.

I flop back on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. I bite my lip and smile because last night was wonderful. Bull fed me until I could barely move. My mom is an amazing cook, but he has her beat, not that I’d ever tell her that.

When we cuddled up on the sofa I fought to keep my eyes open, thinking if I fell asleep he might say something like it’s time to go to bed. I didn't want to go to bed because I was enjoying being pressed into his warm body. All too soon, though, sleep won and I passed out next to him.

When I woke up in the middle of the night with him wrapped around me, it was the sweetest sensation I’d ever felt. Then need swirled inside of me and I wanted his touch him everywhere. My whole body throbbed and I tried to go into the bathroom and take care of it myself because I didn’t want to wake him. He was sleeping so peacefully.

When I touched myself it wasn’t like when Bull kissed me between my legs. I stripped off my clothes, put his shirt on, and planned to crawl back on the sofa with him. I wanted to try and slowly wake him up, but he did it on his own when he saw me coming back from the bathroom. Thinking about last night has my nipples tightening. I’m still wet between my legs and I want him again.

“Bull,” I call out but don’t hear anything.

Sitting up again, I crawl across the bed and slowly stand. My muscles are a little sore and my sex throbs. I’m not sure if it’s because of what we did or the need I have to do it all over again.

“Bull?” I call out again but still don’t hear him.

I rub my eyes as I walk into his bathroom and I pause when I see myself. I stare into the giant mirror and notice my lips are swollen and my boobs look bigger. There are a few small love bites on my breasts, and as I look myself over, I actually feel like a woman.

Now I need to find my man. I don’t see Bull taking off without good reason or without telling me. Maybe he had to run and get something? Since I asked him to kiss me he’s been practically pressed against me. It only intensified when I agreed with him that maybe I did need someone looking out for me. We said it in a teasing moment but deep down it felt real.

I’d been excited to start a new life without my mom and dad hovering over me, but I don’t know why I thought I had to do it by myself. I don't want to if I can have Bull. When he dotes on me and takes care of me it feels different. I want to do the same to him. We’re opposites that offset the other, but I know we’re made for each other. We might look funny standing next to each other, but we work.

I find one of his shirts and slip it on over my head, then I walk through the apartment and check every room. Without him here this place feels way too big and I don’t like it. I worry my lip between my teeth when I don’t find him and wonder where he could’ve gone. I don’t even have his phone number and I don’t even have my phone with me. I left it at my place and I pray my mom hasn’t tried to call.

I decide to pop next door and grab it really quick but stop. It feels weird to leave his place and come back if he’s not here. I should go home and wait for him to get back. For all I know I freaked him out after I pushed him last night. I practically begged him to cum inside of me. My thighs clench together and I can still feel his release between my legs. How many times had he come inside me? At one point I wasn’t sure if he ever stopped coming.