Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Fuck!” he curses. “Oh shit!”
There’s so much male seed that I cry out again, burying my face in the bedspread. His climax oozes out from between us, and I feel the warm, wet liquid trickling down my thigh as he fills me to overflowing. Then, Justin collapses onto the bed, dropping the weight of his body on my back as he finishes. He bites my ear lobe as he does, causing me to wail out one last time.
“You felt so good baby,” he whispers in my ear as his hands continue exploring my body. Playfully, they go down and tweak my hard nub.
“Mmmph!” I cry out with surprise. But then I let out a wicked giggle. “I’ve never had such dirty sex before,” I admit.
“No? Did you like it?” he asks in a suggestive tone.
My giggle comes again.
“I loved it. But I think you already know that seeing that I came twice in a row.”
This time, it’s his turn to chuckle.
“Yeah, I think your screams kind of gave you away.”
Dazed and sated, we lie together a short while longer, but then the handsome man rouses.
“Gotta get back to my rounds,” he says lightly.
I prop myself up on one elbow, still nude and dripping with his seed.
“So soon? After what we just did?”
He grins at me, flashing a movie star smile while pulling on his shirt.
“Yeah, sweet pea, a man’s got to make a living. But tell you what? I’ll let you keep your car for now.”
I gasp, my eyes going wide.
“Oh would you? It’s the only transportation I have for getting to and from work.”
His blue eyes gleam.
“Yes, but sweetheart, I’ll need more if you want to keep that car. One time in bed, as satisfying as it was, isn’t going to be enough.”
I should feel intimidated, but instead, I just feel deliciously filthy.
“Oh really?” I coo in a low voice. “More like this?”
With that, I raise my knee, parting my folds. Sure enough, white jism is leaking from my hole and with a naughty smile, I catch some on my finger before lifting it to my lips for a taste. “So yummy,” I murmur throatily. “I’d love to get more.”
Justin stares at me, those blue eyes glowing. But then he leans in for a swift kiss, tasting himself on my lips.
“Good, because I’ll be back to give you more. Soon.”
With that, he disappears, the door shutting behind him, and I flop back on my bed. I’m shocked at myself. I just had sex with the repo man so that I could keep my car. Who does that? Even though I enjoyed every second of the encounter, it was still naughty and wrong, and I should feel ashamed.
But instead, I loved every moment with Justin, and licking my lips, a smile crosses my face. He’ll be back soon … and I can’t wait.
4
Justin
I’m late this morning to get going. I woke up on time as usual, but today, there are weights on my feet. I guess my mind is somewhere else, and it makes sense because yesterday was unbelievable. Something out of the blue happened, and I hold myself entirely accountable for it. Holy shit.
Still shaking my head, I get in my truck and head to the office, meandering along the roads as I think back to my encounter with Marley. It’s hard to decide if I should feel ashamed of the things I did with the curvy girl because the sex was fantastic. It was dirty, impassioned, and utterly mind blowing. It was by far the best sex I’ve had in a good long while, and I admit: I gave into my impulses. It was incredibly irresponsible to even consider enjoying her body in exchange for letting her keep her car. I mean, what good guy does what I did?
That’s the problem. I’m not a good guy. I had all the power, and I used it on a young girl desperate to keep her life together. I even lied to the bank and told them some bullshit about the vehicle being unavailable. It was totally made up.
But it was a depraved situation. Marley was so frantic and needy, and in a way that really turned me on. I knew that my touch could soothe her, and I knew I could make her feel good. Sure, there was the repossession issue, but it went beyond that. She’s curvy, naughty, and exactly my type. What red-blooded man could resist?
But now, I’ll have to tell Paul about what happened when I get to work, and I know he’s going to give me shit for this one. Paul is my little cousin, and my second in command at NYC Repo. Usually, Paul is the wild one out of the two of us. He’s already in his thirties, but acts like he’s in his teens still. The dude is a wild party animal.