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View MoreThe floodwaters finally calmed by late afternoon the next day. Jax’s truck had been towed and fixed by a local mechanic, and the roads were passable again. They packed light…Mia threw a few sundresses, lace panties (though she suspected she wouldn’t need them long), and her toiletries into a bag. Jax watched her the whole time with that hungry, half-lidded stare, like he was already planning exactly how he was going to ruin her once they got to his place in the French Quarter.The drive into New Orleans was heavy with tension. Jax’s hand stayed on her thigh the entire way, fingers tracing slow circles higher and higher under the hem of her short sundress. By the time they pulled up to his restored Creole townhouse on a quiet, tree-lined street, Mia was soaked again, her bare pussy throbbing with anticipation.“Welcome home, baby,” Jax said as he unlocked the heavy wooden door, his voice low and promising. He didn’t even let her set her bag down properly. The second the door clicked sh
The low rumble of the rescue boat’s motor grew louder, cutting through the steady drizzle like an unwelcome intruder. Jax stayed buried deep inside Mia, his thick cock still twitching with the last pulses of his release, her walls fluttering around him from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Their bodies were slick with sweat, pressed together on the living room floor, her thick thighs wrapped around his waist, his heavy frame pinning her down in the most delicious way.Mia’s chest heaved, full breasts rising and falling against his chest as she tried to catch her breath. “Jax… they’re coming,” she whispered, half-laughing, half-panicked. “We gotta move.”He didn’t pull out. Instead, he gave one slow, lazy roll of his hips, grinding deep, making her gasp as his cock nudged that sensitive spot again. A wicked grin spread across his face, hazel eyes dark with fresh hunger.“Let ’em come,” he murmured against her ear, voice low and rough like gravel. “I ain’t stopping this pussy from milking
Dawn light filtered gray and hazy through the lace curtains, the kind of muted Louisiana morning that followed a bad storm. The rain had eased into a steady, whispering drizzle, but the floodwaters still sat high around the old house. The roads out to the main highway remained underwater—bayou country didn’t let go easy. They were still trapped, just the two of them, the creak of the old floorboards, and the heavy pulse of everything they’d been holding back.Mia found Jax in the living room, shirtless and glistening with sweat as he powered through push-ups on the hardwood. Each rep made the muscles in his back and shoulders bunch and release like coiled steel. His borrowed shorts had slipped dangerously low on his hips, revealing the top of his firm, rounded ass and the deep dimples at the base of his spine. The sight sent fresh heat rushing between her thighs.She stood in the doorway wearing nothing but that oversized t-shirt that barely skimmed the bottom curve of her ass. No pan
He glanced over his shoulder, eyes darkening as they roamed her body. “People change, darlin’. Some things… stay hungry.”Breakfast was simple—bacon, eggs, grits with butter, and fresh biscuits. They ate at the old oak table, knees brushing underneath. Conversation started light but grew heavier with every accidental touch. She told him about the cheating ex; he shared about the woman in Houston who couldn’t handle his long work hours on site.Afterward, they wandered the house looking for ways to kill time. In the sunroom, Jax found an old record player and put on some smooth R&B…slow, sultry tracks that filled the humid air. He pulled her into a dance, one large hand spanning her waist, drawing her close.Mia’s breath caught as her full breasts pressed against his hard chest. She felt his heartbeat, steady and strong. His other hand rested low on her back, fingers splaying just above the swell of her ass. They swayed together, her thick hips moving against him. At first it was innoc
I paused at the door of my boyfriend's apartment, arranging my outfit in a more appealing manner. My heart was racing in anticipation of what was to come, I knew he wasn't at home. I stepped into the dimly lit space and found my boyfriend's best friend, Steve laying on the couch, he wasn't putting
The ceremony is in twenty-seven minutes. And I'm standing in the bridal suite, dressed In a white barbie gown, my white lace panties already damp, veil pinned but not yet over my face.The room smells of roses, hairspray, makeup, and the champagne my girls are sipping in the next room. My heart is
My husband David and I decided to do this fancy spa weekend thing. You know, like one of those, let's reconnect” packages with couples and all that.Unlike him, he was excited about it, thought it’d be romantic. So we got there in the evening after dropping the kids at my mom's. We checked in, and
Sharon had always known how to get what she wanted from men. Flipping hair back, a tilt of the head, a slow smile, a brush of her fingers across an arm. Those small gestures usually did the trick.At the office, it worked like magic on her target, sometimes lingering eye contact in meetings, “accid






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