eye was healed for the most part and now just slightly red. My hand moved the hair out of her face so I could see it all.
She was fucking beautiful!
“How old are you?” I asked as my lips hovered over hers.
“Too young for you.” She held her chin up, bringing her lips closer to mine.
She was not fighting me. Shit, as a matter of fact, she was challenging me.
“You think because these are business hours, I won’t spank,” I swatted her bottom, “that ass?”
“Oww,” she yelped, turning that gaze into a glare. “I am too young.”
“Too young for what?” I caged her in with my leg. “For you, I’d make an exception.”
“No, that makes you a sell-out. There’s a reason you don’t mess with young girls so stick to it.”
The side of my lip curled up. “Is that so?”
She slightly nodded her head. “We’re too immature, right? Have some growing up to do. More life to see. Don’t want an old man bossing us around cause we’re young and independent and shit. Right?”
She was sassing me.
To my fucking face.
I slapped her ass hard, then wrapped my fingers around the back of her neck and took her lips. She yelped, but that was cut off by my tongue invading her mouth. Fuck if I knew she would suck on it.
Goddamn .
My hand was still on her ass, so I gripped it and rubbed it against my raging dick. I was hard as a goddamn rock, and I could not take her back here.
Fuck!
The doorbell chimed, pulling me out of the searing kiss that left her wobbly and slightly dazed. Her forehead rested against my shoulder as she whispered, “Somebody is here.”
Damn. If only I could have her all to myself. Like this. Against me, trusting me, leaning on me because she was mine. Shit, I’d fight for that.
“Yeah.” I cleared my throat. “And for the record, among those reasons why I don’t fuck with younger women, Kylie backed away so she could see me as I let her go, is I don’t have the patience to train them to take my cock the way I like it. They’re usually too tight.”
She smirked, then said, “Most women my age have had sex before, Razor.”
“No doubt.” I nodded and headed towards the door. “In the pussy, sure.”
Her eyes grew wide. “Oh my…” Kylie started to say.
“In the ass, well…” I shrugged. “But for you, I’d find the patience to train you to take me every way I like. That, I guarantee. And you’d love it.”
Her face grew pale, but I left before I turned back around and showed her the other way I’d take her.
Now that I had a taste, I wanted more.
Too blunt
K ylie :
No, he did not!
Oh yes he did!
Razor just kissed me, and I think I grabbed his hair to pull him closer. He simply devoured me, and I let him.
Oh, yes I did!
Once I gathered myself together, I left the back room sporting hard nipples and wet panties. The first thing I heard and almost choked on was Razor’s son’s question.
“Dad, can Will and I hang out? We’re the same age and love baseball.” He spread a range of cards on the counter in front of his father. “See, he knows all of these guys.”
Razor nodded his head at the miniature heart crusher version of him. “Those are some of the greats.”
Razor held out his fist to give Will a pound, which he gave right back.
“I don’t see a problem with it,” he sang as he turned to me. “Auntie?”
Three pairs of eyes bored into me, as I shook my head and said, “It’s fine by me.”
“Yesss,” Both boys yelled, giving each other a high-five and smiling from ear to ear.
Razor looked beyond me and asked in a stern voice, “What can I do you for?”
Turning my head, I saw that the guy was looking at me, but he had on a hoodie, concealing his entire face yet it was only sixty degrees outside. Razor came from around the counter and headed towards the guy, who quickly retreated and left for his car outside.
“Don’t like the way he was looking at you.” Razor muttered.
“You’re not my protector, Razor. I can take care of
Friedrich Nietzsche, R. J. Hollingdale