Cracker's POV
“I’m going to be late for work,” I laughed, kissing Steel one more time before I had to go. Although, I’m pretty sure I said that ten kisses ago too. Monday had finally come around and after a hot weekend of s*x, s*x, and more s*x, my p***y was looking forward to a couple of hours' rest.
“Let me drop you off,” he insisted one more time, pulling me toward him and tried to kill any protests by kissing me as if his life depended on it. He was in the same clothes that he was in Friday evening but like the proper old lady I now apparently was, I’d washed them. He’d been keeping me naked all weekend so it’s not like he needed them either…
“That’s really cute and all,” I replied, groaning when he pulled my lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. My p***y roared to life and hec
