Page 53 of Wilde Shorts


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“Grunting like an old man doesn’t help your case, gramps.”

He pulled my foot up and took a bite of my big toe.

“Aiyeee! If you’re going to put body parts in your mouth, I have better suggestions.”

You might be surprised how quickly an aging silver fox can move when he’s properly motivated. I was washed, dried, and shoved face-first against the bathroom wall in 2.5 seconds.

“What just happened?” I squeaked.

“You dangled a carrot in front of me,” he growled in my ear. Oh my sexy hell.

“And are you hungry?” I drawled, shaking my ass against his very large, very hard carrot.

“Starving. Gonna eat you out as a matter of fact.”

My head spun. Evan putting his mouth on my hole was my favorite. Hell, who was I kidding? Evan putting his mouth anywhere on me was my favorite. But tonight was his night to be worshipped.

“Big daddy?”

“Stop it. You’re making my boner deflate.”

“Don’t worry. I got West to give me some of those little blue?—”

“Say the word pills and I’m pulling out the ball gag.”

I turned around in his embrace and wrapped my arms around his neck. “But then you’d miss out on what my mouth wants to do to your carrot.” I tried for sultry, but I wasn’t sure I was able to pull it off.

“What are you even talking about right now? I thought I was going to eat your ass and then fuck you up against the wall. That was a good plan. I like that plan. Why are we talking about vegetables?”

Now it was my turn to drop to my knees. “Because I’m very goodat eating my vegetables.” I took his big fat cock into my mouth, running my hand up his silver-and-black happy trail, across the bumps of his abdomen that were softened beautifully with age, and up to his nipples, which I knew from experience were pebbled and waiting for a light pinch.

I obliged.

“Jesus fuck,” he hissed as I tongued the head and sucked his shaft into my wet mouth. His fingers came into my hair first thing, and sometimes I actually wondered if that was his favorite part of receiving oral sex from me. “More. Just like that. Love your sweet mouth.”

His rumbly words of praise surrounded me with a heady combination of familiarity and hot-as-fuck excitement. When Evan Paige stood over me while I serviced him, it made my dick leak faster than ever. Despite his dominant position, it was never more apparent than when I was sucking his cock that I owned him completely. For some reason, kneeling at his feet and sucking him off made me high as a damned kite. He ceased being intimidating, controlled Chief Paige and became my lover Evan, the man who caressed my face and wiped my tears away when I took him too deep and gagged. The man who carried me gently into the bedroom when I was finished and spent on the floor. The sweet soul who curled his body around me the whole night through as if I was the most important jewel in his crown.

I fondled his balls and sucked on him until he was thrusting to the back of my throat and tightening his hold on my hair. Just before the point of no return, I pulled off and stood back up, reaching into a nearby drawer for a tube of lube and squirting out a good portion on my fingers while Evan gasped and sputtered his discontent at my abrupt departure.

“What… why…baby! I need you,” he said through gasping breaths. His hand held his cock, squeezing at the base to hold off his climax.

“Want you to fuck me. Want you to finish inside me,” I said as I finished a quickie prep session and threw myself face-first against thedoor the way he’d had me right after the bath. “Please.” I wiggled my ass in invitation.

“Sweetest goddamned ass,” he muttered, pulling my cheeks apart. “Good idea. He always has good ideas.”

I wondered if he knew he was talking out loud. Before I could ask, he speared inside of me.

“Evan!” I cried as he nailed my prostate on the first stroke. “Evan.” This time it was a whimper as he reached around to stroke my cock as his teeth caught my earlobe in my favorite kind of love bite.

“Mine forever,” he murmured into my ear like honey. “Love of my life.”

I banged a fist against the wall and shoved my ass back to take in more of him. He grunted and slammed into me, saying something about me taking it. Yes, I would take anything he wanted to give. For ever and ever.

Strong feelings threatened to send me to my knees, but I was too exhausted from the big day to let it happen. So I poked the bear instead.

“Oh, honey,” I groaned. “Is that all you got? You want to lie down and let me do the work? Been a long day. You’re probably t?—”

One hand clamped over my mouth while the other arm locked around my front like a vise, and he pounded into me, nailing my gland over and over and over until my release shot out of me against the bathroom wall and I nearly lost my tenuous hold on reality. My legs buckled and Evan followed me to the ground, continuing to fuck into me until his last strong thrust was accompanied by a roar of pleasure.