LOLA, AKA EARL’S NEW LOVER

I suspect I break Val’s brain by stripping down so quickly. Maybe I should have played coy, but who would I be fooling? The night we met, we were rubbing against each other like horny cats.

Right now, Val is stuck in his red boxers. He stares helplessly at me in between fondling my panties in his hand.

I slide off my mattress and remove Val’s shoes, socks, and jeans. Only his boxers prevent me from getting what I want.

I lift my gaze to meet his. “Maybe we’re moving too fast,” I whisper and cock an eyebrow. “Are you unable to handle this much hotness?”

Val’s shocked expression unfreezes as he smirks. “Baby, I’ve got what you need.”

“Then whip it out.”

“I’m worried you’re not ready.”

I slide my fingers up the front of his boxers, feeling a thick slice of man meat begging for my attention.

“Why can’t the damn thing peek its head out? I wouldn’t want to move too quickly and scare your little friend.”

“Who you calling ‘little’?”

Smiling, I tug his boxers down an inch until the impressive head of his even more impressive cock gives me the old one eye.

“I think it likes me.”

“Him,” Val says as his fingers dance across my forehead. “His name is Earl.”

“Why?”

“That was Val’s partner in ‘Tremors.’ I feel like this is information you should already know. Has the blood left your brain, too?”

Crossing my eyes and dropping my mouth open, I do my best dumb expression. Once Val chuckles, I focus my attention on the head of his magnificent cock.

“I’m going to give Earl a hello lick.”

“Oh, he’s going to love that.”

My tongue makes a teasing circle around the head of his cock. Val exhales like I’ve saved his life. Earl rewards me with a drop of precum.

I lick it off and lift my gaze to meet Val’s. “I’m very wet,” I tell him in a pained voice. “Let’s skip the foreplay and go straight to orgasms.”

“You had me at ‘wet,’” Val says in a loving tone.

I quickly slide down his boxers, freeing Earl and nearly getting slapped in the face by the mammoth cock.

“Good Lord,” I mutter, standing up.

“Less scolding,” Val warns. “And more talk of your wet pussy.”

Grinning, I escape his clutches and dive for the mattress. “Just skip kissing me. Stuff it inside and start thrusting. We’ll write poems later.”

Val struts to the bed while stroking his cock. “No. First, I must lick your pussy like you licked Earl. A good marriage is built on mutual licking.”

“Okay, but don’t dillydally down there. I’m looking to be penetrated. My brain won’t be able to concentrate until I’ve been fucked deep.”

“Shh,” Val murmurs and kneels next to the mattress. “You’re distracting me from Cat.”

“You can’t name my pussy and our kid the same thing.”

“Oh, Cat was never going to be our daughter’s name. We’re naming her Lina.”

“Um,” I mumble, wanting to complain except his tongue has reached my sweet spot.

I’ve been in a state of heat for hours. First, Val was a gorgeous helper in the kitchen. Then, he was naked in my shower. Plus, he looked comfortable walking around my neighborhood. His very presence ripped away every layer of doubt inside me. Now I’m spread out for him without an exit plan.

Val’s gotten me all wound up. My body is a live wire, and his tongue’s possessive lick of my clit sets me off.

My heels dig into the mattress. A groan rumbles deep in my chest. My fingers grip the sheets. I see stars as the orgasm hits me nearly instantly.

Val’s tongue presses against my clit, commanding me to come harder. I can’t think straight. I’ve never wanted anything like I do Val. Now he’s naked in my bedroom like I’ve long dreamed.

Soon, my orgasm changes from sharp jolts of pleasure crashing against my every nerve to softer waves leaving me limp on the mattress. I reach for Val who leans over me. His kiss is slow and deep, taking more and more until I can only breathe with him.

His cock opens me up, finding wet flesh craving more. I break our kiss long enough to glance down between our bodies to watch his erection disappear inside my body.

My gaze flashes to his, and we smile together.

“I knew you were mine,” he murmurs and kisses me again.

As my pussy tightens around his cock, Val takes long strokes, thrusting deeply. He doesn’t hurry to his orgasm, but I know he won’t last long.

And that’s okay because we’re only getting started.