Mister Landlord by K.L. Fast & M.K. Moore

Author:K.L. Fast & M.K. Moore [Fast, K.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flirty Filth Publishing
Published: 2020-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Beau

Waking up with Elle half sprawled on top me has got to be the best feeling in the world. Infinitely better than the best game of baseball I’ve ever played and that’s saying something. She is snoring lightly and it's the cutest thing I have ever heard. It’s bright out, indicating that for the first time since I was teenager, I’ve slept in. Twice more in the night, I reached for Elle and she was wet and willing as I sank home time after time.

She moans in her sleep causing my morning wood to go rock solid. I can’t believe I haven’t gotten enough of her yet, but I get the feeling that will always be the case. We are still completely naked, and it would be so easy to slide into her in this position, but surely, she is in some pain. I was not as gentle as I should have been last night, but she didn’t seem to mind then. In fact, I distinctly remember her screaming harder and faster several times.

Turning my head slightly, I kiss her forehead, her closed eyes, and finally her still swollen lips, waking her.

“Mmm, Beau,” she purrs. Her sleep-ridden voice is thick, her accent is even thicker, and it goes straight to my balls.

“Yeah, baby?” I murmur right into her ear.

“You’re still here?” she asks confused.

“Not going anywhere,” I reply. Suddenly, she sits up halfway.

“Shit, I must be crowding you. I can’t believe I slept like that,” she says moving over to the other side of the bed.

“Did you hear me complaining, Elle?” I ask, following her. She’s on her side, facing away from me and I don’t like it one fucking bit. “Why are you hiding from me?”

“Morning breath,” she giggles.

“Fuck that,” I say scooting closer to her so that her back is resting on my chest. I push her bed mussed hair away from her neck before placing a biting kiss there, leaving my mark like we are in high school or some shit. She moans under my lips; I can feel her vocal cords vibrating.

“Okay,” she says letting me do this.

Running my hand down her side, over the curves of her body, until I reach her knee. Running light circles over it, I draw it back and hook it over my thigh. Her pussy is open to me now. Slowly, I inch my fingers back up over her knee, her thigh, until I reach her bare pussy. I drag my fingertips through her folds. She’s already wet for me. She moans again as I dip a finger inside of her opening, finding her sweet spot. I rub it until she is begging me for more.

“You’re not too sore, ma chérie?” She shakes her head. “Words, Elle.” She grunts in frustration as I continue to stroke the inside of her pussy.

“No, Beau. I am not sore. Give me that massive dick,” she demands. Grinning, I abruptly pull my fingers from her. She groans at the loss.

“Which is it, baby? Fingers or cock?” I ask teasingly gripping my dick and hitting her clit with it.

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