“Maybe. I might make you get on your knees for it.” I moved my hands down and squeezed his butt. It really was the bee’s knees of butts.
“That wouldn’t be a punishment,” he said, and I could feel him getting hard. Hmm, pizza might have to wait.
I moved my hands from the back of his jeans to the front and stroked him.
“Now?” he said, his voice hoarse.
“Now.” He shoved me up against the front door and attacked my mouth and oh, help me, he had the tongue barbell in again.
I’d thought after doing this a few times that some of the heat would cool, but it was like each time made us want it even more.
He gathered my wrists and put them above my head and I put my legs around his waist. Kissing down my neck, he moved his hands under my ass to hold me up. We weren’t even going to get naked this time. I was definitely ready. I’d been thinking about this all day and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out. I quickly moved my hands down to unzip my jeans and shove them with my underwear down low enough.
“Inside me. Now, please.” He fumbled for just a moment to get the condom out of this back pocket, and I had to stand again, but I helped him roll it on this time and then he was picking me up and with a move that I would have to figure out later, he slid inside me.
“I’ve. Wanted. This. All. Day,” he said with each thrust and I clung to him as he set a frenzied pace that we both craved.
“Oh God, Lucah. Me too.” In the very back of my mind I knew we were making quite a racket and every time he thrust into me, my back banged against the door. I came hard and fast, and it was all I could do to keep my legs wrapped around him as he came, growling my name in my ear. He lowered me slowly and pulled out, and we held onto each other, trembling with aftershocks.
We were both trying to catch our breath as he rested his head on my shoulder and kissed it.
“Wow,” I said.
“Yeah,” he said. We started both started laughing. And then there was a knock at the door.
I ducked my face into his shoulder and bit it to stifle my laugh as Lucah looked over my head through the peephole.
“Maybe she’ll go away,” he said low in my ear. The knock sounded again.
“Mr. Blaine? Is everything okay? I thought I heard banging.” Oh, she definitely had.
He looked down at me and tried to keep a straight face.
“Yes, Mrs. Parks. Everything is fine. I was just doing some exercises. Sorry to have disturbed you. It won’t happen again.” I snorted and tried to keep it together so she didn’t hear me.
“Oh, okay.” She didn’t sound convinced. We both waited and he looked out the peephole. A few seconds later he breathed deeply.
“She’s gone. God, I swear anytime I breathe that woman is knocking on my door. She’s divorced and older and lonely and I think she wants me to be her pet.”
I made a growling sound and moved my head from his shoulder.
“Down girl,” he said and stepped away from me. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to clean up and then we’ll have to reheat the pizza.
“Hurry back,” I said and he gave me a quick kiss on my forehead. When he was gone, I straightened my clothes and tried to get myself together. My hair was a mess from its contact with the door, so I took it out and flipped my head down to fix it.
“That’s a nice view,” Lucah said as he came back in. My ass was in the air, so I wiggled it and he dashed forward and smacked me.
“Hey now, I’m trying to fix the hair that you ruined.” I stood up and gave up on my hair, just letting it go everywhere.
“It looks fine. I like seeing you like this. When we’re at work, it’s always pulled back and I can’t do this,” he said, running his fingers through it.
“You did it again. That’s two strikes.” He pressed his forehead against mine.
“I guess I owe you a lot of knee time.” Mm, I really liked the sound of that.
“Pizza first,” I said.
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