Page 78 of Gunner
Turning the phone back towards me, I said nothing as my brother rubbed his face and sighed. “All of you are going to put me into an early grave. I just want one week. One! Where nothing happens. Is that too much to ask for?”
“You’d be bored out of your mind by the end of day one and you know it. Face it, King. You love this craziness of everything. Without it, you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself.”
“I hate you.”
I laughed. “Love you too, brother. Gotta go check on my woman. See ya when you get home.”
Disconnecting the call, I pocketed my phone and headed for the garage.
It had been a hot minute since I checked on my babydoll and though I knew she was feeling better, I felt the urge to check for myself.
Well, technically, I was fucking bored and wanted to see if she wanted to play a dirty game of tune up. My dick needed a tune up and I had the perfect mechanic for the job.
Hey. I was still a fucking man. Just because my woman was pregnant and recovering from a nasty case of food poisoning didn’t mean I was going to stop being me.
She knew what she was getting when she agreed to be mine.
Making my way across the courtyard, I saw my babydoll bent over a car, her ass on full display as she wiggled and thumped her little booted foot on the ground.
The closer I got to her I could hear her singing again.
Damn.
My woman sure loved listening to music.
Leaning against the bay doors, I watched, smiling as she sang her little heart out while she did whatever she was doing to the vehicle. Honestly, I didn’t fucking care what the hell she was doing as long as she didn’t stop shaking that lovely body of hers.
Adjusting my hardening cock, I moaned as she swiveled her hips to the beat in her headphones. When she stood and shimmied her hips to the side, I chuckled as I realized the song she was listening to.
“And you’re mine, and you look so divine. Come and get your love. Come and get your love.”
Well, I didn’t need to be told twice.
Singing the song in my head, I started dancing my way over to her. When she was within reach, I grabbed her hips, spun her around and started dancing with her, without a care in the world.
Sarah laughed as she continued singing ‘Come and Get Your Love’ by Redbone as I twirled, shimmied and just had the best time of my life. Even when the song ended, I continued to hold her, swaying to nothing but the sounds of the surrounding compound.
Taking off her headphones, she smiled at me. “Hi.”
“Hi, babydoll.”
“Thank you for the dance.”
“My pleasure,” I muttered, licking my lips. “Wanna take a break?”
“I could eat something.”
Chuckling, I nodded. “So could I.”
Before I could elaborate, I swept her into my arms and carried her over to the backseat of the car she was working on. Laying her down in the backseat, I quickly unbuttoned her shorts. “I’m hungry, baby. Feed me.”
Sarah laughed loudly as she kicked off her work boots, then lifted and helped me to remove her shorts and panties. Shoving her tank above her bra, I unclasped the offending material and smiled.
“God, I love your tits, baby.” I muttered, before bending down and sucking a nipple into my mouth.
I was everywhere she turned, orchestrating her body as I fine-tuned her senses, bringing her closer and closer to the cusp of something bigger and God help me, she followed willingly as I had my wicked way with her. Kissing my way down her body, my babydoll moaned, whimpered and panted for my attention, and I was happy to oblige. The moment I rubbed her clit with my nose, she squealed. “Oh, fuck yes!”
She writhed beneath me as I held her sweet pussy up to my face, devouring her. My wickedly long tongue fucked her pussy, curling the tip as I slowly removed it.