Chapter 89

“You working tonight?” I asked as we strolled back to the bookstore, hand in hand.

“I am. But I should still be home when you get there tonight. I plan on letting you fuck me so I’ll have something to remember you all night long.”

“Is that so?” We came to stand near the open door of the bookstore, where I drew him flush against me and ran my hands over his arms before wrapping them around his waist.

Placing his arms around my neck, he whispered, “Yes, that’s so. Can’t you picture it? Me, bent over the kitchen table, ass in the air, your mouth against my hole, making me scream for mercy.”

He rubbed against me a little, enough to make me go hard, right in front of God and everyone.

“You’ll push your tongue up my ass, then use your fingers and spread me wide open, and I won’t be able to resist pulling on my dick as I beg you to take me.” He lightly kissed me and bit my bottom lip. “And then you plunge inside and take me and you won’t be able to last, and neither will I.”