Lunchtime Chronicles: Honey Dripper by L. Loren & Lunchtime Chronicles

Author:L. Loren & Lunchtime Chronicles [Loren, L. & Chronicles, Lunchtime]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lisa W. Tetting
Published: 2020-10-17T18:30:00+00:00

Eight

Ruby

This wasn’t good. I mean it was good, but not for me. Oh, I don’t know. What I did know was, if I kept kissing this man like I was, my panties were going to end up in his pocket. I couldn’t do that, could I? I didn’t want to waste my WAP™, but Grant was sexy as hell, and he was throwing off some big dick energy. I wanted him. That’s the pull I decided to listen to. Fuck it. I would worry about being labeled a slut in the AM. Tonight I was going to dust this thang off and get me a piece of heaven.

The way this man devoured my mouth felt amazing. It was like he was trying to climb inside my soul. I felt so drawn to Grant. What was it about him? Maybe it was his eyes. They were narrow and made him look like he had seen more things than I could imagine. Wisdom. That’s what was hiding behind his shy persona. The man was absolutely delicious.

I returned his kiss with the same fever that he was giving me. He left me breathless. Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him with me as I lay down on the couch. The groan that left his mouth told me he was in just as desperate need as I was. Oh my goodness. The hardness in his pants was maddening. I clawed at his belt trying to get to it, but he stopped me by grabbing my hands and pinning my arms above my head.

Damn, I wanted to see what he was working with. This was a bad sign. It would be just my luck that I would fall for a sexy guy who had everything going for him except he was stubby. I swear before God if this man wasn’t at least six inches, I was going to fight him. Six was my minimum. Anything less than that and there was no way I was getting off. I needed to get off.

As my mind drifted off into oblivion, my body came alive. Hands. Hands were everywhere. It seemed as if Grant had turned into an octopus with eight hands rubbing, flicking, pinching, and pulling all over me. It felt so damn good that my body began to quake with mini orgasms. Well, well, well. This was going to be a fun night. One of those appendages was hiking my dress up while another had found my treasure and was panning for gold. He grunted unexpectantly as I felt him lifting off of me for a second. The next thing I knew, there was an enormous amount of pressure pushing at my lock box, demanding entry.

“Mmm, nice and wet for me.”

Oh my goodness! It wouldn’t fit. I guess I got my answer. It had been a while, but I thought pussies were made of stretchy material. Plus, it was like sailing, you never forgot how to do it once you’d successfully navigated the harbor. Shit, I was delirious.

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