Chapter 12

Mike wouldn't talk to me after Tom and Debbie were carted away. They had already booked Al. I knew my brother-in-law was disappointed in me. Several times, he had caught me fucking other men. He doubted the sincerity of the commitment I wished to make. I knew I had to turn things around, or risk losing him.

Mike agreed to spend the night at the house. He mentioned wanting to wrap things up in the morning, at which point he aimed to dissociate himself from me forever.

I found him sitting in an upholstered chair, having a beer. Those muscled limbs stretched in decadent repose. His features were grimly set.

I calmly entered the room. His dissatisfaction did not intimidate me. "I want you to know that I did not encourage the incident with Al."

He shrugged. "Whatever."

"I can't, however, explain what happened with Tom. I guess, deep down, I knew it was the last time we'd be together."

"No doubt," he mocked.

"You have every right to be angry. I shouldn't have allowed it."

"You can do whatever the hell you want, Pamela. I don't give a shit."

I took a step closer. "I don't want things to end."

He dismissed me with a wave of his hand.

His rejection hurt. "I suppose it was okay that you fucked Debbie. In case you didn't realize it, I watched." My nostrils flared. "You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

He said nothing.

I anchored a hand to my hip. "Well, is she better than me? How do I rate compared to her?"

"Let's not discuss it."

Trembling, I knelt between his legs. A tear spilled from my eye. "Don't shut me out, Mike. No matter what you believe, you're the only man I want. The others have never meant a thing."

He quietly sipped his beer.

"Granted, we had a shaky start. Looking back, you were a bit of a brute, dragging me from my hotel room and cuffing me. I didn't expect to fall in love with you."

He stared at me.

"I do love you, Mike. It's the truth. Please, forgive me. I'll do whatever it takes to put things right."

His expression changed. Mike's hand cupped the back of my head and hauled my lips to his mouth. My mouth opened to receive his eager tongue. I explored his inner heat. Our tongues met in a tormented battle. Mike teethed my lips. I moaned as he raked over them.

He pulled me onto his lap. He employed urgency. I rubbed my pussy against the hardness in his jeans. That heavy bulge nearly got me off. Feverishly, I grounded myself to it. Mike, as usual, set me on fire.

He automatically began unzipping my dress. Mike couldn't wait to get at my mouthwatering tits. Roughly, he aligned my nipples and stuffed them between his lips. His sucked caused my pupils to curve into their whites. He licked my nubs to my dizzying satisfaction.

"Yes, baby," I moaned, leaning into his face. "Suck them. Suck them hard."

Mike hoarsely obeyed.

Unbuttoning his pants, I shoved my hand in there to get that throbbing prize. Mike stretched in excitement-all six inches of him. I dismounted his lap, eager to orally thrill him. Surrounding him with my hands, I propped him with my massaging fingertips. That plump bulb awaited my consumption. I massaged his balls with my thumbs. Waves of heat essentially rose from his loins.

"Go for it, baby," he muttered, thrusting himself at my face. "Suck that dick."

I put him in my mouth. Mmmmm. Mike's flesh tasted delicious. My lips streamed down his length.

"Oh, yeah," Mike groaned, enjoying the stroke of my lips. "Suck it. Swallow me. Take me whole. Ahhhh." He lifted himself from the chair, sliding his shaft into my steamy receptacle. He continued to lower himself into my moist cavern until his balls obstructed its entrance. Groaning, he retreated from my dank vacuum, then plunged right back into it. "Fuck me with your mouth, baby. Fuck my hard cock."

I sucked his dick with relish. Seeing him go berserk from my hot slobberings gladdened me. I excited him with my tongue while I orally submerged him. My lips followed the curve of his cock, from its wide stem to its pulsing tip. Luxuriously, I rolled over that map of veins and purplish skin. I took generous mouthfuls of him, humming over that swollen dick. My saliva dribbled down his length, captured by my serpentine tip.

My tingling drool heightened his experience. He slumped back in the chair, peering at my attached lips and their stimulating travel.

He stood inside my mouth, baking from my heat. I sucked him so marvelously, the urge to cum repeatedly tormented him.

Mike appreciated my suckling noises. He liked the sound of my lips engaging his cock. That grunting din increased his gratification. I made a great show of fastening my mouth to his dick while flashing some tongue. The spill of drool caused his eyes to shut and his body to shake. I felt his mounting excitement through my oral clasp. He trembled in my mouth.

"Mmmmm," I sighed, attacking him with a vigorous tongue. I whipped the large vein of his underside without mercy. Madly, I pulled on that taut skin, stirring him into a frenzy. I sucked harder and harder, leaving his brain numb while the rest of him shivered. My wriggling tip promoted an urgency that swiftly climbed through his entire being.

Mike couldn't endure another moment of my excruciating lips. He watched his cock disappear in my face, then suffered that wet, stirring lock. I snapped him up in hot, hungry mouthfuls. A gut-wrenching groan ascended his throat as I grabbed him up. Dragging air into his lungs, he detached me from his soaked member. "Sit on me, baby. Come on. Let's go."

I craved that, too. I mounted his sturdy thighs. Raw hunger radiated from his face. Clasping his shoulders, I lifted myself above his throbbing cock. Mike impatiently pushed me down on it. As that solid head became immersed in my soaked folds, I cried out. A bubbling disturbance roared through my body. Oh, God. I was highly susceptible to that splitting thrust.

"Oh, yes," I moaned, sinking onto that rigid member. My head lolled back. My blonde hair spilled over my shoulders. My mouth resembled an anguished circle. "Ohhhh."

Mike was equally affected. I adapted fast to his cock. My moist sheathe encased him to the balls. He couldn't retain his silence during my breathless descent. Bracing himself, he went into my tight cunt, flustered and grimacing. "Jesus! Oh, yeah. Get down on it. Push your cunt all the way down."

I arched my back, then settled onto his lap. Mike's dick stood high in my snatch. I savored that solid, penetrating thrill before rearing my buttocks and humping it. "Yes, baby. Oh, yeah. Let me fuck it."

Up and down I went, letting those balls slap my rump. I responded to that hard, driving thing. My blonde pubes meshed with his as they ground together. I fucked him fast and furiously, loving every second he was submerged. I took my pleasure through his bone-like stiffness.

"Move that ass, baby," Mike pleaded, his features moist with perspiration. "Cover me with that sweet pussy. Fuck me."

I slammed myself onto that monster, pumping myself to distraction. Mike pushed himself into my juicy snatch, slicing into succulent tissue. Grunting, he absorbed the impact of my smacking pussy. He moved through my cunt so sweetly, I thought I would cum in a jiffy; after getting a grip on my emotions, I rode him steadily.

"Fuck me as hard as you can," I moaned. "Do it. It feels good that way."

Mike held some of his savage fury in reserve. He seemed unwilling to fully unleash that kind of power between my open legs. My breathless nod, however, brought on his feral expression. He exhibited a sneer as he pounded his way through my clutching pussy. Clenching his teeth, he gave it to me exactly as requested. His balls walloped me but good. That barbaric ferocity lasted for several cock-stroking moments.

Mike loved making me moan with his cock. He fucked into my wet pussy, coordinating his thrusts. He waited until I descended his upright shaft before meeting my sodden mound. The connection was sweet and satisfying.

I glimpsed Mike through that steamy haze. His coffee-colored eyes looked off into space as I jammed down on him. I still thought him a magnificent animal-though somewhat tamed. I knew he was the man for me.

We fucked for several exquisite moments before that uncontrollable urge to spasm took root. He practically winded me. Bending backward, I elevated my nipples until they bobbed atop those twin globes.

"Cum in me," I pleaded.

Mike pumped me, unable to restrain himself. Spearing my cunt, he prepared to climax. Taking handfuls of my fabulous ass, he gave my all he had. "I'm going to get you off so good. Let me feel that soft pussy with my dick. Doesn't it feel good inside your snatch? Oh, yeah. Ride it. Faster, baby. Faster. Hump that thing."

I grasped his shoulders and pummeled him between my legs. My tits were flying in all directions. My vision blurred as euphoria asserted itself. I got the most out of his thrusting cock until there was nothing left to take. My temperature soared as my buttocks spanked his thighs. Up and down I went, landing on that fleshy spike.

"Ohhhh," I sputtered. "I'm going to cum."

Mike drew air into his lungs. "Let's go, baby. Let's get there together." He reddened before me, barely retaining his sanity. "Oh, Jesus. Arghh."

I spasmed heavily, pelting his groin with my pussy. He gushed inside my pussy. Hot cum flooded my snatch. I drained him with my seizure-riddled cunt. He groaned as I milked the last drops of his goo. "Ohhhh. Oh, yeah. Ohhhh."

Mike bound me with his arms. I felt the crushing press of muscle sheltering my through orgasm. I also felt the outpour of affection.

I wanted to be with him like that, forever.