Chapter 22 #2
June moans and writhes under me, caressing my head. The sight of her arching her back and squeezing one of her breasts is so goddamn sexy. Someday soon, I’m going to make her touch herself while I watch.
But I’m glad I’m an active participant in her pleasure right now. I mix eager laps with slower licks, spread her slick pussy lips with two fingers to attack her clit with firm sucks, and swirl my tongue all over it.
“Ahh… Mal…” she gasps, grabbing my head in both hands. She bucks and rolls her hips, grinding her pussy against my mouth.
My groans of pleasure and noisy sucks on June’s pussy are genuine. They’re also for Tyler’s benefit. I’m surprised my head hasn’t exploded because I feel his jealous gaze burning the back of it.
“You taste so fucking good… mmh… I’m real glad no other man will ever enjoy you but me…”
I ease my fingers into her, curving them upward while I stroke them inside her. June’s pussy is a hot, wet grip around my fingers, and my cock aches to feel it again too.
I restrain myself, sensing she’s on the edge, and I want to give her the push. Her thighs tremble, her chest heaving, her gasps breathier.
“Oh... ohhh… Mal, you’re going to make me come...”
Giving June maximum pleasure is always my goal. I’m proud as hell when I achieve it again. My hair becomes her reins as she rides my face while she comes.
She squeezes her thighs around my head and her tight walls do the same to my fingers. I’m being smothered, but leaving this world with a face-full of June’s pussy would be the best way to go.
June slackens her legs and I raise myself, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I lie on top of her again, and she lifts her hips, begging me to fuck her by sliding her pussy against my cock. I’m about to push it inside her when I remember our audience.
I pull June up and turn her to face Tyler. Knelt behind her, I slide my hands all over her, cup her breasts and fondle them while I kiss her ear. Tyler’s face is flushed, his gaze fixed on us. Despite himself, he’s obviously enjoying the show.
“See that little bump in his pants?” I say, making sure he can hear me. “He loves watching you come on my cock so much, we’ll let him look at your face when you do it again.”
I grin when June bends over, clearly just as eager to torment Tyler. That’s my girl. I grasp my cock, tracing my tip along her wet seam before I ease it between her plump lips.
My hands on her hips, I press mine forward, sliding balls-deep into June’s pussy. Oh my fucking god. Once again, it’s like I stuck my dick into a soft ring of fire that clamps around me from base to tip.
“Ohh… June… you feel amazing…” I groan.
June moans and shudders in response. Her hands planted on the bed, she rocks forward and back, sliding herself on my length. She arches her back and moans, rocking back and forth faster, rolling her hips so her pussy does short twists on my cock.
I moan and squeeze her hips, happy to stay still for a moment and let my woman use me for her pleasure.
Tyler squirms in his seat, his eyes glassy while he watches June fuck me.
Poor guy is probably imagining he’s the one behind June.
Too bad, so sad that’s never going to happen. June is mine, forever and always.
When I sense her craving more, I pump my hips, thrusting inside her. June’s arched back and the jiggle of her ass as she takes me is a work of art. I sweep my hands up her waist, then lean down to cup and squeeze one of her breasts.
“You’re so beautiful.” I drop a kiss on her shoulder.
I raise myself and follow up my loving admiration with a crude slap on her ass. June moans, her pussy tightening around me as she rocks back.
“Yes… do it again…” she gasps.
Oh, she really liked that. Very good to know.
I deliver more swats while I pound her harder, each one making her tighten around me in response, the sharp sound mixed with our moans.
June’s trembling body grows tenser, her moans louder and breathy. She cries out, her body taut as she comes. Her pulsing clench around me is so fierce, it’s yanking me toward the finish line too.
“Not yet... nngh… not yet…”
My cock throbs inside her, threatening release. My eyes closed, I shudder hard, clawing for self-restraint until her hold on me isn’t as relentless. I pull out and roll her onto her back, then I’m sinking into her again, both of us groaning as I fill her with my cock.
This is why I wasn’t ready to come. I prefer to do it when she’s on her back because I want to stare at her belly while I chase my nut.
It’s like target practice. Look straight at what you’re aiming to hit. And I’m aiming to put my baby in June. We shared a bond when we almost died together. I want to bind her to me again by creating a life with her.
Since I’m on the brink, it’s hard to be considerate anymore. I grip June’s waist to keep her where I want her, my cock glistening with her wetness as I plow it into her.
She’s a delicate little thing under my bigger, broader body. Every time I’m on top of her, it’s in the back of my mind how cruel I must look to hold her down and beat my cock into her.
But June is strong, a good girl who loves taking my cock hard and deep, even if it’s too big for her tight little pussy. She moans in pleasure, her legs wrapped around my hips, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
“Babygirl… it’s coming…” I bite out. “Nnngh… fuck… gonna pump you full… put my baby inside you…”
“Yes… oh god… yes, Mal… do it… I want your baby inside me…”
Her cries are a hard kick, pitching me right over. I’m shaking hard, groaning and gasping as I fill June’s pussy with my cum.
She groans, her spasms on my cock letting me know she’s coming again too. My cock twitches from every spurt, her pussy squeezing and milking me until I’m soft inside her.
I settle on top of her, careful not to crush her as I kiss her. My heart is racing from our vigorous fucking and from the thrilling, powerful, scary-as-hell feelings I have for June.
I once thought a little taste of her was all I needed to end my obsession with her. Little did I know that was only just the beginning.
When I break the kiss, I consider making another humiliating comment to Tyler, but I don’t give a fuck about him anymore. I’ve driven home the point.
He’s a loser, and I’m the luckiest bastard who got my reward.
* * *
After the police leaves with Tyler and our statements, we earn the rest of the day off with a couple of calls to our jobs explaining the situation.
It’s only afternoon, but the day has already taken a toll. June is clearly exhausted too. She flops into the loveseat beside me and curls up against my side.
I hold her close and caress her arm. She draws shapes on my stomach with her finger over my shirt.
“I really hope moving him from the bedroom to the living room worked.”
I give her a reassuring squeeze.
“It will. It’ll be our word against his if he says anything, and the word of a stalker who broke into your home with the intent to violate you at gunpoint isn’t very reliable.”
“That’s true.” She lets out a long breath. “I still can’t believe it was Tyler all along. I was so sure it was Kevin because he had a key once. I don’t know how Tyler got one.”
“You always leave your keys in the basket.” I glance at the rag doll with the pink basket sitting on the shelf by the door. “If he ever spent the night, he might have made a copy in the morning while you were still sleeping.”
“And you would know because that’s exactly what you did.” She frowns, though there’s a faint smile on her lips. “The two of you have been alike in some ways. Shady ways.”
“There’s one big difference.”
She smirks. “Oh, I know.”
I chuckle. This girl always makes me laugh. There’s never going to be a dull moment with my Jujube.
“The difference…” I lift her on top of me, sliding my hands up and down her back and over her ass. “…is that he’s going to prison while I got the girl.”
I pull her close for a kiss and she cups my face and kisses my back.
My heart feels so full holding her in my arms. She is my best friend’s daughter.
It’s wrong to want her. Wrong to have her.
The life I want to live with her has challenges ahead when her family finds out about us, but being with her is worth the risk.