Slide by Gephart T

Author:Gephart, T. [Gephart, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Music, Contemporary, Humour, Adult
Amazon: B017FJZN4G
Goodreads: 27559619
Publisher: T Gephart
Published: 2015-11-16T08:00:00+00:00

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The drive took longer than expected. My little heart-to-heart with Max meant I got caught right in the middle of peak hour traffic. Not that there was ever a time where driving on the roads in New York was clear, but even giving my Camaro a few extra taps on the gas pedal still wasn’t getting me home on time. Utter bullshit.

When I finally pulled up into the driveway I was half an hour later than I wanted to be and I was hoping my later arrival didn’t mean I’d missed anything good. She still had those anal beads and a healthy curiosity. Man, I could only hope.

“Hey, baby.” Alison ambled over wearing a corset and a thong. “Ready to go out?” Her body struggled to remain upright.

Gravity wasn’t her only problem. Her arms and legs weren’t doing much better at being operational, her eyes struggling to remain open as she mumbled an affectionate hello. Her mouth was still talking nonsense as she pulled me into a kiss, her hands all over my ass.

“Alison?” I peeled my mouth away from hers long enough to ask. “Have you been drinking?”

While the smell of alcohol was noticeably absent so was her sobriety. The under-the-influence part of the equation fairly evident—the “with what”, my only question.

“Not. One. Little. Drop.” She tapped me on the nose before collapsing into my arms and exploding into spontaneous giggles.

“What the hell happened to you?” Considering her pants were MIA and she had less muscle control than a newborn giraffe, I’d say something wasn’t right. Also in the mix were her hands that were alternating between grabbing my ass and trying to unbuckle my belt and her mouth trying to touch any of my skin it could catch between laughing. “Baby? What’s going on?”

More giggling, this time followed up by her lips sucking on my neck.

“Rusty, can we have sex? I’m really, really horny.” Her hand grabbed at my crotch and yanked at my dick, her tits doing their best to rub up and down my chest.

“Jesus Christ, are you high?”

Unless someone had taken an overdose of Benadryl followed with a vodka chaser, the confirmation wasn’t required. And color me surprised because instead of walking in and seeing Ali with an ass full of butt plugs, she was as high as a kite. Not something I was expecting to see today. Or ever.

“I may have had a teensy, tiny bit of your weed.” Her hand gave up trying to work me through my jeans and instead dove into my pants, her fingers grazing my skin as they made contact with my cock.

“My weed? I don’t have any weed.”

While the hand job she was currently trying to work was sloppy and uncoordinated, my dick didn’t care. Nope, not at all. He was happy for her to get her experimentation on and let her Helen Keller her way however she saw fit. And as for being high, while unexpected, I had no problem with it. Not sure if it was

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