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*PING* Your text message notification woke you before your alarm did.
*Due to inclement weather conditions, Local Public Schools will NOT be in session Friday, February 27th, 2015. Please stay warm and safe.*
A snow day? You sighed with not just a little relief, and shut off your alarm. You could snuggle back into your cocoon of warmth and sleep a little longer. You reached for your phone again, and sent a text message to your ex-husband.
*No school. Tell kids I love them, and I’ll see them Sunday.* You switched your phone to silent and rolled back over in bed.
“What’s all that, Eva? Everything alright,” he asked, reaching for you.
“No school...snow day,” you yawned, and snuggled into his lanky frame. “I can stay here all day with you, Oakley.”
“Well, then, darling...whatever shall we do?” He slid his hands to your hips and pulled you to him. You twined your arms around his neck, and kissed him softly.
“I’m sure we can come up with...something,” you whisper, trailing you hand down his chest.
“Mmm...Eva,” Oakley murmured as you pushed him over on his back, “this is a good plan.” You peppered his neck and chest with kisses, and nipped lightly at his right nipple.
He gasped, “Naughty minx!”
You chuckled and continued your descent. “Let’s see how naughty I can be,” you said, and took his hardening length into your mouth.
“Jesus Christ, Eva...your mouth!” he moaned and canted his hips upward as you began sucking the head of his cock. Oakley brushed your hair back.
“Let me see you suck my cock, Eva,” and he gathered your hair into his fist. You looked up and met his gaze, and you could feel the moisture of your own excitement between your thighs. You took him deeper, and you let him set the pace.
With languorous strokes into your mouth, Oakley sighed, “Oh, Eva...it’s so good. Oh, love...Eva, baby.”
With every word tumbling from his mouth, the heat gathered at your apex. You reached for his sac and scratched lightly at his balls. Oakley jerked his hips, and slipped into your throat.
“Fuck, Eva...can I..oh, shit! God, Eva...I need to be inside you! His voice was desperate. You raised off his cock, and swung your leg over him.
Straddling him, you rubbed your slit back and forth over his rigid member “Tell me, Oakley. Tell me how badly you need me.” He was grinding his hips into your core, and abruptly sat up.
“How about I show you instead,” and with no more than a slight nudge of his hips, he was inside you. Seated fully, he began to rock his pelvis. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and with every stroke, Oakley filled you. With every push and pull of his cock, you felt the crest building.
You sought his mouth and kissed him deeply. “Fuck, Oakley,” you broke the kiss, “Oh, god, Oakley...I’m so close!”
“Just let go, Eva. Let go!” He picked up the pace of his thrusts, and you felt the wave break over you. “Oh, god, Oakley...yes!” You leaned back over his thighs, and let the sensation carry you.
As you rode out your orgasm, Oakley eased you back onto the mattress and entered you again. Never taking his eyes off you, he spanned your hips with his big hands. He closed his eyes as his thrusts grew more frantic, and you felt his release. “Eva! Oh, fuck...Eva!”
Your bodies stilled, your breathing returned to normal, and Oakley snuggled into your side, and buried his face in the crook of your neck. The last thing you heard as you drifted off to sleep was your sweet Oakley mumbling about pancakes and bacon.
THE END