One Lucky Bastard by Abby Wood Read Free Book Online Page B

the mirror. “Oh. God.”
    “That’s us.” Mick tightened his fingers as he helped her slide up and down.
    In the reflection, she viewed the most beautiful scene. Two people in the throes of showing their trust, love, and experience. She lowered her gaze. The muscles in her pussy pulsed. She loved the sight of their two bodies joined together.
    Mick reached around and fingered her swollen clit. Gleaming with cream, his finger hypnotized her. The heat from another orgasm rising flooded her nether region.
    “Again.” He pinched her clit. “Again.”
    She plunged all the way down and set to riding his cock with rapid movement. He pulled on her clit. Her body burst, and her anus convulsed around the width of Mick’s cock.
    “Fuck yes!” Mick’s legs jerked.
    Warm fluid filled her cavity. Her muscles milked every drop of cum from him. Unable to find the strength to move, she let her weight settle on Mick’s thighs.
    She shivered over each aftershock of his orgasm. Inhaling through her nose, she filled her lungs and let it out slowly.
    “I had no idea.” She leaned back, and Mick wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her securely to him.
    “Thank you.” He gazed over her shoulder into the mirror.
    She smiled. “I wonder what else you can teach this young, innocent, deprived girl?”
    * * *
    “Are you sure I look okay?” Debbie gazed around the inside of the house. “The other women are wearing pantsuits.”
    Mick patted her bottom. “You look hot.”
    She snickered. “Why does that expression sound so wrong coming out of your mouth?”
    “Reed! Just the man I needed to see.” An older gentlemen sneaked up behind them and laid his arm around Mick’s shoulders. “How did the Marek merger go?”
    “Good. Final papers will be on your desk Tuesday.” He squeezed Debbie’s hand. “Stan, I’d like you to meet Debbie Kordall.” Mick leaned closer. “Stan’s one of the main guys at the office in charge of the legal department. He’s invaluable, and does all my grunt work.”
    Stan threw back his head and chuckled. “Don’t let him fool you. He gets his hands dirty too.”
    Mick clapped Stan on the shoulder. She smiled and shook the man’s hand. He seemed nice enough, and she loved learning more about Mick’s working life.
    Stan motioned across the room for someone to come over. “Let me introduce you to my wife while I steal Mick away for a few minutes.” He pulled his wife under his arm. “Sharon, this is Mick’s girl, Debbie. I’m going to get a few of the men together and hash out some appointments. Can you keep her company?”
    “Sure.” Sharon stepped over to Debbie’s side. “These parties can get pretty stuffy with all their business talk.” She backed up and gazed about the room. “I used to hate coming to them.”
    “You changed your mind?” Debbie raised her brows.
    Sharon nodded. “Yes.” She grinned. “Somewhere along the line, I started looking forward to seeing everyone instead of worrying if I was wearing the right dress or rubbing elbows with the right executive’s wife.” Lifting her cup, she glanced at Debbie. “Do you work for Mick too?”
    “No. I’m a teacher’s aide at the Happy Horizons Preschool.” She swallowed. “I took a break from college to figure out what I wanted to do, and found out I really enjoy working with the children.” She nodded. “I plan on going back and getting my teaching certificate next summer.”
    “That’s wonderful. I bet those little ones keep you smiling,” Sharon said.
    “Oh, they do. You never know what will pop out of their mouths.”
    Sharon laid her hand on Debbie’s arm. “Don’t I know it. My youngest grandkids are three and five. They keep Stan and me in stitches with the tales they spin.”
    A hand landed on Debbie’s back, and Mick stepped up beside her. “Miss me?”
    “Always.” She leaned over and hugged him.
    “Here’s a picture of the grandbabies.” Sharon handed her purse to Stan and held up