please.”
“As long as you won’t be mad at me.” She lowered her gaze, and he knew it would cost him big.
He wiped his hand across his sweaty brow. “I promise I won’t be mad.” He caught her arm and gently pulled her toward him.
She giggled as she straddled him. Then she slid her pussy along his hard-on. But her new panties stood between them.
Reaching between her legs, he grabbed the fabric and moved it aside. He eased her delicate lips apart so he could feel her sex on his. “That’s better, huh?”
She nodded and rocked her hips, sliding over his shaft. He cupped her breasts, played with the nipples until they puckered. Her hot pussy scorched his cock, tormented him with delight. He yearned to bury himself inside her. “Sit on it, kitten. Please.”
“You sure you’ll forgive me?”
He clenched his jaw, holding back a scream. “Yes. Please, baby. Just fuck me now.”
She lifted herself onto his cock and took him all the way inside. He grabbed her waist to force her closer. The heavenly confines of her tight pussy pushed his pleasure into overdrive.
He didn’t care what she’d done. Anything was worth what she gave him as she rocked and moaned and gyrated above him. She rode him as if he were a champion stallion, filling him with the lusty vigor of youth.
“Fuck me, daddy,” she cried.
He grasped the full swell of her breasts and squeezed them hard. His balls constricted as he grew closer and closer to his release. She tightened around his shaft, squeezing his cock in her hot grip. His body drowned in a whirlwind of blissful sensation as his orgasm hit. He pumped into her, fast and hard and let loose a growl from deep in his chest. He thrust a few final times, then gasped when she milked him with those talented muscles.
“Sweet Jesus, kitten. That was amazing.”
He caught her fluffing her hair, glancing toward the mirror. Did she even enjoy sex with him? He banished the thought. Of course she did. She loved him, after all.
She moved off him and grabbed a silky robe from the end of the bed. As she wrapped it around herself, she eyed him, and her mask slipped. Only for a second, but he was sure. She’d rarely shown him that face, but it was surprisingly intelligent.
And colder than Neptune.
Time to pay for the pleasure. “What’s the problem, Veronica?” He steeled himself for something bad, something expensive.
She sighed and drew her knees up against her chest. “Well, you know when Cassidy and I went to Atlantic City last weekend?”
He swallowed hard. Please, not another gambling debt. “Yes.”
“My luck couldn’t have been better the first day. We played roulette and twenty-one, and I was up like six thousand bucks. She was up four. I told Cassidy we should quit while we were ahead, but she had the hots for this one dealer and begged me to go back the next day.” She wrung her hands.
“Mmm-hmm.” He reached for a towel from the night-table drawer to clean himself.
“Um, well, I could hardly sit there and not play.” She gave him those doe eyes that could melt an iceberg.
His stomach knotted. “How much did you lose?”
She huffed. “It’s all Cassidy’s fault. And the dude turned out to be gay. Can you believe it?”
“How much, Veronica?”
Her downcast gaze spoke volumes. “Ten thousand.”
Acid bubbled up in his throat. “Oh God, honey.” He scrubbed a hand over his face.
“The manager at the casino said my credit was good, but now he’s calling. They want their money, Eddie Bear. I don’t think they’re nice people.”
He could hardly suck in a breath. “Veronica, I was a cop for twenty-five years. And now you’ve got me dealing with casino riffraff. Ten thousand?”
Oh God.
She crawled to him and hugged his neck. “I’m sorry.” She kissed his forehead and his cheek, but he shoved her away.
What the hell was he going to do?
Chapter Five
Darkness engulfed Megan’s house like a black cloud, yet the other homes in the cul-de-sac had
“As long as you won’t be mad at me.” She lowered her gaze, and he knew it would cost him big.
He wiped his hand across his sweaty brow. “I promise I won’t be mad.” He caught her arm and gently pulled her toward him.
She giggled as she straddled him. Then she slid her pussy along his hard-on. But her new panties stood between them.
Reaching between her legs, he grabbed the fabric and moved it aside. He eased her delicate lips apart so he could feel her sex on his. “That’s better, huh?”
She nodded and rocked her hips, sliding over his shaft. He cupped her breasts, played with the nipples until they puckered. Her hot pussy scorched his cock, tormented him with delight. He yearned to bury himself inside her. “Sit on it, kitten. Please.”
“You sure you’ll forgive me?”
He clenched his jaw, holding back a scream. “Yes. Please, baby. Just fuck me now.”
She lifted herself onto his cock and took him all the way inside. He grabbed her waist to force her closer. The heavenly confines of her tight pussy pushed his pleasure into overdrive.
He didn’t care what she’d done. Anything was worth what she gave him as she rocked and moaned and gyrated above him. She rode him as if he were a champion stallion, filling him with the lusty vigor of youth.
“Fuck me, daddy,” she cried.
He grasped the full swell of her breasts and squeezed them hard. His balls constricted as he grew closer and closer to his release. She tightened around his shaft, squeezing his cock in her hot grip. His body drowned in a whirlwind of blissful sensation as his orgasm hit. He pumped into her, fast and hard and let loose a growl from deep in his chest. He thrust a few final times, then gasped when she milked him with those talented muscles.
“Sweet Jesus, kitten. That was amazing.”
He caught her fluffing her hair, glancing toward the mirror. Did she even enjoy sex with him? He banished the thought. Of course she did. She loved him, after all.
She moved off him and grabbed a silky robe from the end of the bed. As she wrapped it around herself, she eyed him, and her mask slipped. Only for a second, but he was sure. She’d rarely shown him that face, but it was surprisingly intelligent.
And colder than Neptune.
Time to pay for the pleasure. “What’s the problem, Veronica?” He steeled himself for something bad, something expensive.
She sighed and drew her knees up against her chest. “Well, you know when Cassidy and I went to Atlantic City last weekend?”
He swallowed hard. Please, not another gambling debt. “Yes.”
“My luck couldn’t have been better the first day. We played roulette and twenty-one, and I was up like six thousand bucks. She was up four. I told Cassidy we should quit while we were ahead, but she had the hots for this one dealer and begged me to go back the next day.” She wrung her hands.
“Mmm-hmm.” He reached for a towel from the night-table drawer to clean himself.
“Um, well, I could hardly sit there and not play.” She gave him those doe eyes that could melt an iceberg.
His stomach knotted. “How much did you lose?”
She huffed. “It’s all Cassidy’s fault. And the dude turned out to be gay. Can you believe it?”
“How much, Veronica?”
Her downcast gaze spoke volumes. “Ten thousand.”
Acid bubbled up in his throat. “Oh God, honey.” He scrubbed a hand over his face.
“The manager at the casino said my credit was good, but now he’s calling. They want their money, Eddie Bear. I don’t think they’re nice people.”
He could hardly suck in a breath. “Veronica, I was a cop for twenty-five years. And now you’ve got me dealing with casino riffraff. Ten thousand?”
Oh God.
She crawled to him and hugged his neck. “I’m sorry.” She kissed his forehead and his cheek, but he shoved her away.
What the hell was he going to do?
Chapter Five
Darkness engulfed Megan’s house like a black cloud, yet the other homes in the cul-de-sac had
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