B R A D E N
Sharp nails tear their way down my back, drawing blood. The busty blonde beneath me moans in my ear, urging me to pick up my already fast pace. We’ve been going at this for what feels like hours. She has gotten off more times than I can count, but this chick’s moaning has halted every single one of my impending orgasms.
“Just like that!” My growl is loud, too loud almost as I pull out of her in one swift movement and lean back on my legs. This is ridiculous.
“What are you doing?” she whines, her plump lips jutting out in a pout.
“Sorry, Becky, I just remembered that I have to go pick up my grandpa’s friend’s son’s dog from the vet.” My tone is dry and careless. I move off of her bed and toss the unused condom into the nearby trash can.
“It’s Victoria.” Her breathless voice makes me cringe. I try to block her out and focus on finding my clothes. I could just about plant a thank you kiss on the lamp in the corner of her room when I spot my button-up hanging off of it.
“Sorry, what?” I hum and slide my arms through my shirt.
“You expect me to believe that you have to pick up this dog in the middle of the night?” she demands and wraps the blanket around her dangerously hot body. Yes, please cover-up. It was your hot body that tricked me into coming here in the first place and as much fun as it is to stare at your olive skin, I already have a bad case of blue-balls. The thought makes me reach down and anxiously rub at my aching boner with a deep, aggravated sigh.
“Hello? What is your deal?” she pipes up again, snapping me out of my lust induced state as I run a hand through my dark hair instead and slide my phone out of my jeans.
As the screen lights up, I’m met with several texts wondering where I ran off to and a select few praising my pick up. If only they really knew.
“You’re unbelievable!” she scoffs, shooting daggers in my direction and scurrying into the ensuite, slamming the door behind her. Well, that makes things easier, doesn’t it? Thank you, Cindy, for skipping the awkward goodbyes. The cold metal of my car keys bites into my skin as I pull them from my pocket and head out of the room.
A nauseating fruity smell flows through the house as I rush through the hallway and slide my sneakers on. How did I not notice this fucking brutal smell before? Oh right, I had my nose shoved between her tits the entire way inside.
I’m out the door and in the driver’s seat of my truck before my stomach has a chance to start swirling.
I wish I had busted as hard as this night did, that’s for sure.