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before going back into the bathroom. He grabs new sweatpants and then turns off the light.

The bed dips as he slides in, and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say or do. Do we just go back to sleep? I suddenly don’t feel tired at all, and as I’m stressing over it, he grabs me and pulls me into him. I take a deep breath and relax into his warmth.

“I shouldn't have done that,” he says, and I tense. Does he regret it? “Bambi.” He rolls me over to face him. “You were half asleep. I don’t want you doing anything unless your head is a hundred percent into it.” I can hear the concern in his voice. Gosh, he really is a good man.

“I wasn't asleep at all.” In fact, I think I was the one copping feels while he was sleeping. Unless he was faking it, but I’m not going to ask.

“All right,” he says, and I lay my head on his chest.

“I kind of hope maybe we can do it again?”

“Right now?” he teases me. “Bambi, we can do anything you want. You give me the word and I’ll be all over you, babe. I don’t think I have much control when it comes to you.”

I smile. It feels good having the power to make Angus lose control.

Chapter Eight

Angus

“Oh fuck,” I grunt, fisting the sheets in my hands and thrusting.

Bambi grips my ass with her hands and holds me still as her pussy wiggles up and down the ridge of my cock. I’m still not inside her, but I’m so goddamn close. Her wet lips slide over me like melted butter, and I don’t know how much more I can take.

“How much to let me eat it?” I whisper in her ear before I bite the shell. Her breath catches in her throat and I feel how wet she is for it. “How much, Bambi? You know how bad I want to lick that pussy. Make me pay for it.”

“Two thousand,” she hisses, arching her back.

“I’ll pay three if you let me stick a finger in your ass while I do.”

“Oh god.”

“Come on, babe, you’ll like it.” I thrust up and she cries out. “Four?”

“Angus,” she moans, and I wait. “Okay.”

I kiss my way down her tits and remember that somewhere along the way I stripped off her shirt. I suck on her nipples and take my time kissing her stomach and then lower. Her panties are around one leg, and she’s bare before me. The sun is streaming into the bedroom well enough now that I can see how pretty and pink she is. I can also see how fucking wet she is too.

“I love that you’ve got hair down here.” I rub my face against it, and her hips rise up. “It smells so good.”

My mouth waters as I get the first taste of her, and I moan. She tastes fresh, like sunshine and roses on a summer day. My tongue wiggles between her folds and over the tight bud my cock has gotten off on at least three times already. The warm, wet pearl is hard, and as I give it attention, she writhes on the bed. Bingo. This little sweet spot and I are going to be best fucking friends. I open my mouth over her pussy and suck while the tip of my thumb plays with her ass. I wonder what she’d make me pay to put my dick in it. She’s so fucking wet it’s dipping down her crack, and I use her own juices as lube.

“Don’t stop!” she cries, grabbing my hair with both hands.

Just when she’s close to the edge, I press my thumb in her ass to the first knuckle and she cries out as her orgasm hits. She clenches on me hard while I flick my tongue over her nub, and I have to hold her down.

I’m humping the bed at the same time, and the taste of her release is all I need to let go of mine. My cum spills out of me and onto the tangle of sheets between us. I thrust like I’m inside of her instead of wrapped in cotton, and my release makes a mess. How do I still have so much cum? It’s like my dick is producing extra since the day he found Bambi.

“Okay, I did not expect that,” she pants, lying there in a sweaty heap.

“I take it you mean that in a good way?” I smile