A Baby for the Bad Boy

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mouth and then she backed away. I needed to fuck her so badly. Needed to feel her warmness around me.
     
    But she wasn't going to let me.
     
    Instead, she placed me against her chest, right in her cleavage. She enveloped my length with her breasts, running them up and down my erection. Oh no! Her skin was so soft. I was going to come too soon. My breathing quickened—my grip on her hair tightened.
     
    “You feel so good between my breasts,” she murmured.
     
    “I'm so close,” I moaned.
     
    She immediately pulled me from her chest and put me right back in her mouth. What was she doing? I couldn't hold back any longer. I found my release in her mouth while she continued to suck me hard. I cried out, screaming her name at the top of my lungs.
     
    Rachael pulled me out and wiped her lips. “You taste so good.”
     
    This girl is so fucking hot and she swallows semen. “Why did I deserve that?” I asked.
     
    “Last night was more than incredible. It exceeded every expectation. I thought you needed a thank you.”
     
    I ran my face under the water. “You deserve a standing ovation for that.”
     
    She got up from the shower floor and we embraced. “Why does this feel so right?” she asked, taking my hand in hers.
     
    I traced the outline of her palm. “I don't know. But I do know that I don't want this to stop.”
     
    We kissed passionately under the water. I was already erect again. I needed her now. I pressed my body against her and let her feel my pulsing member on her belly.
     
    “I need you again, Rachael.”
     
    “Then what are you waiting for.” She grinned, facing away from me and put her hands on the glass shower door. Rachael pushed out her ass until my shaft was caught in between her cheeks. I placed my hands on her hips and slid inside her. We both screamed in ecstasy as I crashed against her.
     
    She turned her head towards me. “Fuck me harder, Ace.”
     
    Whoa! This chick was so dirty.
     
    I gathered her hair into a ponytail and pulled, snapping her head back. I used my other hand to hold onto her side even tighter. I pounded into her, stretching her out, quickening my pace.
     
    Rachael let go and came all around me, her legs violently quivering. I moaned and released inside her, filling her up.
     
    We fell down onto the tile floor, our limbs tangled in each other. “Do we have to leave this hotel room?” she asked, exasperated.
     
    “Well we need to eat eventually.” I laughed.
     
    “What about room service?”
     
    “You remember what this place looks like, right?”
     
    Rachael chuckled. “Scratch that. I'll eat something at home.”
     
    I dried myself off in the shower as I watched Rachael wrap a towel around her delicious body. Her bare neck looked so tasty. I wanted to feed on her and drink her blood.
     
    “Oh fuck!” Rachael yelled.
     
    My heart jumped. “What is it?” I looked around for my pants that hid my gun.
     
    “I totally forgot to call Jenny last night.”
     
    My heart returned to it's normal rhythm. Rachael ran out of the bathroom and grabbed her phone. “Shit my phone died.”
     
    “Do you need to use mine?”
     
    Rachael scrounged through her purse and produced a cable. “No thanks, I can charge it.” She plugged it into the wall and turned on her phone. “Jenny left fourteen text messages and five voicemails. She's going to hang me for this.”
     
    I tried to reassure her. “She'll understand when you explain the restaurant to her.”
     
    Rachael dialed Jenny's number and waited. “I'm so sorry, Jenny. My phone died and I totally forgot to call you. I've been through so much since last night...Yeah, I'm on my way right now and I'll explain everything.”
     
    “Is she all right?” I asked, putting my wife-beater back on.
     
    “She wants to rip me into tiny pieces but she's glad I'm okay. I should probably get home.” Rachael looked out the window. “I totally forgot that my car is still at the strip club. Can you give me a

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