Page 135 of Small Town, Big Storm

“Maybe I’d tie you up,” she says.

“Yeah?”I ask.

She nods.

“I’d be down if it meant I could do the same to you.”

Wide green eyes.Shockedgreen eyes.

I grin.

“You’d l-let me tie y-you up?”she stammers.

I press forward, grinding up, sneaking my hand in so I can cup her breast fully this time.

She gasps.

“Yeah, baby.Ifyou return the favor.”And already even the thought of her naked and restrained, that gorgeous body mine to do with what I want…

Yeah, we’resodoing that.

“What would you do to me if I was tied up?”I ask, rocking faster now, massaging her breast, rubbing my thumb over her nipple.

She jolts, her legs tightening around my hips.

But though her eyes are hazy, she doesn’t back down from the challenge.“I never got to taste your cock.”

I jerk, thrusting hard enough against her to make her gasp.

But before I can ask if she’s okay, she says, “Do that again.”

As if I could deny her anything.

I repeat the movement.“You’d want my cock in your mouth, baby?”

She gasps again, but her eyes blaze as they connect with mine.“So deep I’d have to swallow you down.So deep I’d feel you in the back of my throat for days—Storm!”

Her words have my hand convulsing around her breast, and maybe I’d worry about exactly how hard, but she’s jerking up against me, her legs tightening around my middle, her body going taut, taut,taut?—

And then she moans and goes limp, pleasure radiating through her face, her eyes, her limbs.

She collapses against the mattress, chest heaving.

“Oh…my…God,” she groans.“That was…”

I smooth back her sweaty hair, press my lips against hers.“The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Her mouth tips up at the edges.“Charmer.”

“Truth-teller,” I counter.

“Okay,” she says after several long moments, her breathing finally returning to normal.“Your turn.”She sits up, reaches for my cock…

Right as we hear?—

“Mom!I’m hungry!”

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