Page 31 of Summer Sweethearts
JESSICA
Loretta has been talking nonstop about how perfect her lunch date was with Mike, and while a normal person would feel jealous, all I feel is love and happiness for her. I am over the moon that she’s rekindling what she and Mike lost. I am even happier that it includes me and that I get to be a part of her happiness, too.
“So, who’s all coming this weekend for the fireworks? Also, I still think it’s super strange that Kingston doesn’t do fireworks on the Fourth. I get that it’s a weekday, but it’s the Fourth, and most places still do them on that day,” I ramble, lost in my thoughts on how bizarre this town can be sometimes with holidays.
“It’s just always been how it is. If the Fourth is on a weekday, the fireworks are on the Saturday before. I invited Cara and her family, Cain, Aiden, Bea, Bayley, and, of course, Michael.” She sits at the table with a notepad and pen, jotting things down as she talks.
“What are you writing, babe?” I ask as I move closer to her to peek over her shoulder.
She moves to the side so I can see her notepad. “It’s a list of things we need to get for the weekend. I’m also going to assign everyone a dish to pass.”
“Assign a dish to pass? Don’t people usually volunteer for that?” I chuckle.
“Usually, yes, but I don’t want duplicates, and one time Bayley brought eggplant lasagna, and no one touched it, including Bayley. So, I just find it more efficient to ask them to bring a certain something.” Her nose scrunches at the mention of that lasagna, and I lean down, kissing her cute little nose.
“What am I in charge of bringing?” I bite the side of her throat as I whisper in her ear.
“Mmmm,” she moans. “I thought you could bring the beverages? Just a case of beer and some lemonade for the kids. Everything else is BYOB.”
“Beer and lemonade. I can handle that. I’ll even throw in some ice. Nothing else you want me to bring?” I purr, nipping her earlobe.
“No,” she gasps, and I don’t miss the way her thighs rub together.
“Alright, I guess I’ll just go shower and head to bed. Early day tomorrow and all,” I tease, straightening up and heading to the shower.
I hear her sigh in frustration as she continues to work on her list. I walk into the bathroom, starting the shower so the water can warm as I get undressed. Stepping under the spray, I tilt my head back, letting the water rain down on my brunette locks. I stand there just enjoying the hot water beating on my back when I hear the shower door slide open.
Turning and wiping the water from my eyes, I see Loretta standing there naked as the day she was born, her blonde hair piled on top of her head in a bun. “Hey, baby,” I whisper as she steps into the shower with me. She doesn’t answer me in words, but in actions; pushing me back against the shower wall and dropping to her knees in front of me.
She places a gentle kiss on my mound before grabbing my left leg and putting it over her shoulder so she has easier access to my core. Seconds later, her hot tongue is lapping at my clit furiously, flicking at an almost brutal pace. I grab hold of her bun and hold her to my pussy. “Fuck, baby. That feels so good,” I praise her while grinding my cunt against her face.
Loretta brings her right hand up around my thigh and spreads my lips open wider, using her thumb and index finger. She lightly nibbles on my bundle of nerves before sucking it into her mouth hard. I’m a screaming mess with how she’s eating my pussy, and I’m thankful we shut the windows earlier and turned on the A/C, or the neighbors would know exactly what we are up to.
I grind against her face harder and faster as I reach my climax. My toes curl, and my head falls back hard against the wall. As I come down from my release, Loretta lets go of my thigh, letting my leg fall so I can stand on two feet again. She wipes her mouth, then stands and kisses me before she leaves the shower.What in the hell was that?
My heart is beating faster than a hummingbird’s wings as I try to regain my composure from the orgasm my woman just gave me. I can’t believe she made me come and then left like an orgasm hit and run. She knows I always reciprocate. You could say, it’s one of my kinks. My partner has to come in order for me to be fully satisfied.
I hurry through the rest of my shower routine, turn the water off, and wrap a towel around me, with a plan in mind for when I find my woman. A mischievous smirk takes over my face. I stop in the spare bedroom and rifle through the boxes we brought here from my mom’s before finding what I’m looking for. Grabbing it and hiding it under the towel, I start the search for Loretta.
Stepping into our bedroom, I find her bent slightly over, stepping into her pajama shorts. Her pert ass is on display in the lacy thong. She has just stepped one foot into a leg hole when I attack. Stepping up behind her, I slap her ass, causing her to shriek since I startled her. “Fuck, Jessica! You scared the shit out of me.”
“You were not a good girl, Loretta. You know I don’t like to come before you do, but you surprised me. Is everything alright?” I ask, making sure she’s okay before I give out the punishment I have in mind.
“Everything is fine. You teased me at the table while I was writing my list, and I couldn’t resist the thought of you naked in the shower.” She smiles as she turns fully to face me. Her chest rises and falls faster with her excitement. She knew exactly what she was doing. My girl wants to be punished.
“Well, you know you have to face the consequences for eating my cunt and leaving. You pretty much ding-dong-ditched my pussy, and that simply won’t do.” I push her backward, causing her to fall onto the bed. Grabbing her thong, I rip it down her legs, and the motion causes my towel to drop to the floor with a thud.
“What was that?” she asks curiously, raising a brow at me from the sound of just my towel falling.
“That was the sound of your punishment. Now turn around and get on all fours,” I command. She scurries further onto the bed and turns, getting up on her hands and knees. Bending down, I slowly step each foot through an opening in the harness and pull it up to my waist. Moving to the side so I can open the drawer in the nightstand, I grab the lube, pumping some into my hand and slathering it over the toy.
Positioning one end at my entrance, I slide it into my pussy and pull the harness the rest of the way up my body until it’s positioned snugly against me. Climbing onto the bed behind Loretta, I bend down slightly and run the tip of my tongue from her clit to her asshole. As I swirl my tongue around her tight star, she whimpers, and I chuckle against her wet flesh, focusing my attention on her pussy.
My tongue moves in a circle around her warm hole before I push it inside her slowly, flicking up and down as I do. I pull back and nibble on her clit as she mewls in response to the teasing. “Please!” she begs.
“Please what, Loretta?” I ask against her pussy.
“Make me come. I want it so bad,” she cries as she wiggles her ass, pressing more firmly against my mouth.
