Chapter 13
Kyle
Linda’s pussy was impossibly tight. It was like a glove around my cock, wanting to milk me for every drop I had. I groaned, finding it difficult to fuck her as my cock was squeezed inside of her tight little pussy. I grabbed hold of her breasts, using them for leverage as I fucked her with newfound vigor.
She kept moaning my name, driving my wild. Her nails were on my back, leaving behind bright red scratch marks, but I didn’t care – it only turned me on even more. “Fuck… Linda, you’re so tight.” I murmured into her ear. The tractor we were on was creaking with my movements, mixing with our sounds of ecstasy. Still, I didn’t stop. I was determined to make this woman cum – to make her feel so good that her head spun.
So I picked up the pace, going a little harder until my balls started to slap against her ass, turning it a light shade of pink. Her nails dug into my back even harder as her body tensed and her pussy started to quiver around me. I knew she was getting close. Losing all control, I pounded into her as hard as I could, my thumb finding her clit, flicking it back and forth. She was completely soaked, her juices sloshing against my cock with my every thrust. We were making a complete mess, but neither one of us cared – too concerned with the immense pleasure that coursed through our veins. “Kyle…” She moaned, breathless. Her fingers moved to my hair, pulling on it until our faces were mere inches apart. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, slowing my pace just a smidge. “You feel so good… so big…”
I smirked at her, pushing myself as far as I could go. Her pussy tightened around me even more, turning into a vice grip. I moaned under my breath, rocking my hips, determined to push her to the edge. My hands moved to her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh as I continued my relentless pounding, my balls already tightening. Damn, this girl was tight.
“Cum for me…” I nibbled on her earlobe, my fingers flicking across her clit even faster. The friction between us increased and it was becoming impossible to control myself. She felt so good. Her moans, her scent, everything about her was completely intoxicating. “Cum for me, Linda…” I whispered once again and this time, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she lost all control.
Somehow, her pussy managed to tighten around me even more, making it impossible for me to move. I groaned, feeling her cum all around me, dripping onto the tractor in her climax. She was breathing hard, trying to compose herself after what seemed to be an earth-shattering orgasm. I pulled out of her tiny pussy, my cock in hand as I started to stroke it, hard and fast, just on the brink of orgasm.
It felt like someone was squeezing my balls as I jerked myself off. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back any longer. My eyes glanced at Linda’s amazing rack and I lost any and all control. My load exploded onto her stomach before I collapsed next to her.
“Wow…” She whispered. “That was even better than last time.” Her voice was ragged as she stared at the ceiling. Her large chest moved up and down. I reached for her breasts, gently fondling the one close to me, making her moan.
“I’m glad you liked it,” I smirked.
“That would be an understatement.”
My smirk deepened. “See, I told you. I’m not all that bad.”
“Just because you’re a good fuck doesn’t mean you’re not a criminal.”
“I never said I wasn’t a criminal. I’ve had my fair share of mistakes, but I’m not a murderer.”
“I’ll believe that once we get some solid evidence on Daniel,” Linda said, as stubborn as ever.
“You’re a tough nut to crack, you know that?”
“If I was a pushover, I wouldn’t be a lawyer.”
“You have a point.” I leaned forward and kissed her lips. “But you have to admit, I’m pretty good in the sack.” I winked at her. “If you had screamed any louder, the Iron Horses would’ve found us for sure.”
“I didn’t scream that loud.”
“It was pretty loud.” I moved my lips to her neck, slowly making my way to her collarbone, knowing just how much she liked it.
“Whatever.” She jumped down from the tractor and started putting on her clothes.
“Why are you running away this time?”
“We aren’t staying here all night, are we?” She asked. “It’s creepy in here.”
“Are you scared of old, abandoned barns as well? For someone who said she was afraid of nothing… there are certainly a lot of things you’re not a fan of.” She pouted, her arms crossed over her perky chest. “Okay, okay. We can go back to the warehouse.” I pulled my pants on and was just about to put on my jacket when my phone began to ring. I fished it out of my pocket. “Hello?”
“Hey, Kyle. We have news for you.” It was Jones, his voice high-pitched and excited.
“Well go on, spill the beans.”
“So, we did some digging on Danny, like you asked. It seems like he went MIA right after you were brought into custody. Which means, his apartment should be vacant. You could probably break in there and look for clues to his whereabouts.”
“Do you have his address?” I asked, getting excited. If I got some evidence to place this man at the scene of the murder, then I could finally clear my good name and prove myself to Linda.
“Of course, 889 Highway Ave. It’s right off the Old Country Road.”