Page 20 of Fools Rush Flynn

I shift our position so I’m up on my knees and her ass is tilted up, resting against my thighs. Then I slam down into her from a slightly different angle. This allows me to put my thumb next to her clit because I desperately need her to come. Need to feel her pussy squeeze and pulse around my dick.

“Goddamn, you feel good. So fucking perfect,” I tell her. “I need to feel you come, Temple. I need you coming all over my dick. You getting close?”

“Yes,” she hisses through her teeth.

“That’s it, be my good girl and come.”

And she does. Her back arches off the bed and her head tilts back, her face etched with ecstasy. “Flynn! Oh my God!”

Her inner walls pulse and tighten around my cock. “Can I come inside of you, Angel?”

“Yes, do it!”

I let go, slamming home and pouring myself into her. I hold us together for a few more minutes as our bodies recover from the intensity.

“I knew we’d be explosive together,” I say.

“You did?” she asks. She reaches out and I thread our fingers together. “How did you know?”

“Because just kissing you makes me hard as a stone. You just do it for me.”

“You do it for me too.”

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thirteen

Temple

The following morning we’re called down to join Grandma in the sunroom for breakfast. She’s more lucid than I’ve seen her in a long time, and just being with her floods me with sweet memories from my childhood. She teases with Flynn and he never misses a beat, being his effortlessly charming self.

When we’re all done and the kitchen staff has cleared all the tables, Grandma dismisses everyone. She grabs my hand, her grip firm and steady.

“Stay with me a moment, my sweet girl. Flynn, I insist that you treat my Temple like a princess,” she says. Her tone is playful, but there’s no missing the serious intention behind her words.

“I give you my word that I will. She’s my Angel.” He kisses Grandma on the cheek, then I get a brief kiss to my lips, and he leaves the room.

“Stephens,” Grandma says.

Our family attorney’s steps halt and he turns to face her. “Ma’am?”

“You know what to do now,” she says.

His eyes land on me and he nods. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll take care of it this morning.”

“Grandmother?” Rick says from the other side of the table. He seems reluctant to leave the room.

“You are dismissed, Richard. I will speak to you later. Right now, it’s Temple’s turn.”

He shoots me a glare, then finally shuffles out of the room.

“He always was so needy. Even as a child. Of course his mother was the same way. Not at all like you, my dear.” Again she squeezes my hand. Her eyes are bright and focused.

“I just wanted to be strong like you,” I tell her.

“I know. I am so pleased and relieved to see you and your husband together. He is very handsome.”

I smile. “He definitely is.”