Chapter 10.05 (18+)

“What did you tell him?” I asked, hoping to wrap this up quickly.

“That you took me out for burgers, and after that, there was strictly just a short kiss,” she emphasized the just a kiss, “and then the movie. But after that, you simply drove me home because you were already into your girlfriend.”

“So he only knows what happened after Jenny moved here, and even then, just the toned-down version? He has no idea about the summer party before that?”

“Yes, and I’d like to keep it that way,” she requested.

“Alright, Shannon, it’ll stay that way,” I said. “But try to be monogamous—unlike with me. I didn’t care, but he does.”

“I promise,” she smiled and walked back to her spot.

“Sometimes, take my girlfriend’s advice,” I called after her.

“I’ve been doing that for a while,” she replied quietly.

I ate a few more bites, said goodbye to Daryl and the others—Brian and Aaron had already disappeared—just as my girlfriend returned with a bag.

“We can go, Messyhair,” she waved to Shannon and gave me a quick kiss.

I drove her to the shop, and we locked ourselves in the room for some time alone.

"Hey, babe," I smiled as she unpacked things into the fridge. "Let me know when the show starts."

"Make yourself comfortable and just watch," she winked.

It was pleasantly warm in the room, so I stripped off all my clothes and sat up on the bed, covering myself from the waist down.

"I see you’re ready for action," my girlfriend laughed.

"Well, babe, I haven’t been with you for over a week, and now I’m even getting a show," I grinned.

"Just try to wait until the end," she asked, laughing. I nodded.

The music started, and the show began. Jenny stripped out of her clothes with beautiful, slow movements, but she was much more skillful this time than before. She toyed with the zipper of her dress, her thigh-high stockings, and the straps and clasps of her bra. The performance lasted much longer than the year before last, and it turned me on way more.

It took a lot of willpower, but I waited until she had shed every piece of clothing and sat in my lap, kissing me passionately. She pulled back my blanket and descended onto my rock-hard cock.

"Oh God, Messy," she said as she started to set a passionate pace. She was just as turned on as I was. She screamed a few seconds after my cock was inside her. I held her hips and thrusted up until she caught the rhythm again. She put her palms on my chest and leaned back to let me see my cock moving inside her. After she screamed from her second orgasm, I grabbed her hips, laid her on her back, and towered over her. I thrusted deeper; she gasped, "Yes, Messy, don't stop," and I hammered her relentlessly. She scratched my back, and I kissed her body wherever I could.

"Come for me, babe," I said, "I'll follow you."

She nodded and came hard and loud, and I released myself inside her with a loud roar.

"God, it's a good thing no one is in the shop," I said, laughing against her lips. "Your performance drove me insane." She just laughed as we still pulsed together.

"Did you like it?" her lips caressed my neck, but I was still inside her.

"You get better every single time. I'm already looking forward to next year—then I'll get two," I laughed.

"Only if you deserve it," she whispered against my lips. I got hard again and started to rock against her, lifting her hips.

"Claim me, Messy," she said as the sound of fireworks echoed her moans.

"Scream and you're mine," I said, and she obeyed. She screamed, clinging to me, and I followed her after a few more thrusts.

"Happy New Year, babe," I said, kissing her gently as we caught our breath.

"I love you, Messy," she smiled into my lips.