Post by mac on Dec 29, 2016 4:38:56 GMT
”Yes, a mansion. Nothing less.” Hallie said, a grin on her face. She was still keeping him at bay, not allowing him to get on top of her and instead enjoying her position of power. When she said she’d be lonely in a mansion, she tut her lips. ”mm, see that’s where you’re wrong. I wouldn’t live with your thieving ass – you’d probably rack up a huge debt and get me kicked out. No, I’d live with someone responsible,” she said, distracted momentarily by the cool feeling of his hand on her thigh.
When he lifted himself up and kissed her she kissed back, grinning against his lips at the thought of him being useless to her without his dick. She bit his lip as she pulled away, shoving him back down to the floor again as she did so, feeling his hand slip up to pleasure her. She shuttered at the feeling but didn’t let it distract her too much. ”You act like I don’t own vibrators and dildos, Syl. Your mouth can do plenty of things for me. I think the only one suffering if I cut off your dick would be you,” she said, pressing her lips against his again as she moved against him, gripping him tightly in her hand as she felt her nipples begin to harden, the fabric of her lingerie suddenly stifling. ”You’re going to have to get up, you know. Because I’m not letting you fuck me until you’ve got a condom on – and all our condoms are in my room.”
She pulled away and sat up, giving him a challenging brow raise. His fingers were still doing what they were doing before – and she was not complaining about the feeling there! ”Unless you blow your load here... but, mmm, where’s the fun in that?”-x-
Cliff took a long sip of his wine as his phone began to vibrate. Cleo’s contact information vibrated and he grinned to himself, waited for the second ring so has to not seem desperate – why he’d need to prevent that seeing as they’d just been texting was beyond imagination – and picked up. ”Hey,” he said, feeling his heart skip a beat at the little airy giggle she let out. ”It’s not sleazy. Hallie’s actually probably not sleazy. Her place is so nice,” he said, looking around the kitchen. It really was nice! ”No idea how she knows Syl,” he said.
Cliff turned towards the window as the sirens got louder, the flashing lights pausing just outside. He felt a wave of anxiety as he approached the window and peered out. The police were nearby – surveying the area. Cliff swallowed a lump in his throat and closed the blinds.
How the hell were Syl and Hallie so comfortable about this? Judging by the loud, feminine moan he just heard, they didn’t know. He wondered if Cleo could hear what was going on – and kind of hoped she couldn’t.
”No – I’ll explain in person later. Right now I’m just uh... well, something happened not too long ago and the cops are like, everywhere.” He said. He sat back down at the table and took another sip of their anniversary wine. ”You’re still grounded, right? God, you mom’s so lame. I think my mom’s only going easier on me ‘cause she’s scared I’ll run away for real,” a dark shadow crossed his face as he swirled the wine around in its glass. That wouldn’t be so bad, he thought. ”I’m still in deep shit, though. Mom’s stupid husband is trying to “relate” to me now. Boring.”