His mouth formed an O as I squeezed my walls around his length.

“If you don’t spank me,” I breathed out threateningly, but then I let that hang because I got lost in the sensations of his fingers working between my legs.

“What?” he pushed, but didn’t let up on me.

“Tomorrow, I’ll take your car,” I kept rocking my hips and squeezing around him.

“My car?” He sat up, bending his knees so I was straddling him even closer. His free hand slipped under my nightie and toyed with my nipple.

“Yes, your silver car. I’ll take it, and…” I nibbled on his jaw and then got my mouth to his ear. “Trade it in for an economy car of a whole different color.”

He slapped my bottom. I giggled. He rolled me and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

***

I used to have nightmares. But around the time I found out I was carrying triplets, they stopped. And I could no longer remember what they’d been about.

The End

Playlist:

The Animals – House of the Rising Sun

Nine Inch Nails – Closer

Soundgarden – Black Hole Sun

Rage Against the Machine – Killing in the Name

Deftones – Change

Korn – Freak on a Leash

Alice in Chains – Man in the Box


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