Free Bad Boy Revelation (Alpha Bad Boy Book 1) by Sloane Howell

beneath it, completely saturated and dripping to the ground.
    My head tilts toward the moon and I let out a huge moan.  My first wave is a direct hit and shoots straight into her.  A look of utter elation covers her face as she feels my hot jizz plaster both of her holes.  I keep stroking, emptying my balls completely.  It lands on her ass cheeks and sprays up to her lower back.
    I'm still convulsing, holding my cock in my hand as I thrust a few more times, shaking out every last drop.  I reach out with my fingers and scoop some it onto them.  She opens wide and I bury them into her mouth as she licks them clean, savoring every drop with that naughty tongue of hers.
    I pull her up and wrap my arms around her from behind, cupping both of her breasts, my semi-hard cock pressed up against her ass.  I kiss her on the cheek.
    "Did you enjoy the dessert?" I whisper in her ear.
    "You are a fucking god!"
    No, no I'm not.  I'm the panty whisperer.

HANNAH SMITHEE
     
    TOMMY BLACKWELL HAS BEEN MY best friend for the last 20 years.  He's a good looking guy, early 30s, light brown hair, in decent shape.  The thing with Tommy is that he still acts like we're in sixth grade.  The man is a genius, but nobody would ever know it when first talking to him.  He takes nothing in life serious.  It's one of the things I love about him.  It's also one of the things I hate about him.  He also happens to be absolutely hilarious, which helps his cause, especially with the ladies.  Women love a good sense of humor, and he has more than enough for all of them.
    It's weird.  Most guys with his level of intelligence are socially inept.  I had professors that were smart like that.  I couldn't understand a word they would say.  Conversations were just awkward.  I'd have Tommy teach me calculus and it was a bunch of 'shits' and 'fucks' coupled with a crystal clear understanding and explanation of the concepts.
    I got him a job at my company because I thought maybe it'd turn him into an adult.  Poor thinking on my part, but he is actually damn good at it.  He's great with the numbers and his personality scores him all kinds of points with clients.  He'll call me from titty bars, hammered out of his mind with executives for multi-million dollar accounts, and they always sign on the dotted line.  It's ridiculous.
    We're both in the office this week so we decide to grab lunch at the cafeteria.  I walk around the corner.
    "Hey look, it's the Panty Whisperer," he says loud enough for the entire building to hear.
    I shake my head.  I expect nothing less.
    "You still call yourself that, right?"
    "What the hell are you talking about?  You gave me that name in high school."
    "Bullshit, that title is self-proclaimed you arrogant bastard."
    He laughs and looks around to verify that people hear him.  What do you do?  I have to smile and roll with it.
    "You're such a dick.  Some things never change.  How is life?"
    "Good, good.  You?"
    He cuts me off before I can reply.
    "Have you seen the new intern walking around?  Jesus, dude.  She's on fire; probably 21, junior at the college.  You'll know when you see her.  She has an ass that would launch a thousand ships."
    This perks my interest.  I prefer pleasuring women my own age, but I always take delight in ruining a younger woman's sexual encounters for the rest of her life.  The frat boys just don't quite measure up.
    "Oh yeah?  Accounting major?"
    "Yeah, her name is Hannah Smithee.  No, no, no, wait, maybe it's Hannah Titties?  Or Hannah Bent Knees?  Fuck man, I can't remember."
    Jesus.  People are staring at us now.  He's the only person on earth who can embarrass me.
    "You do realize we are at work, right?"
    That doesn't even warrant a response from him.
    "Went by and saw your mom the other day."
    "Oh yeah?  She loves your sorry ass.  No idea why.  I'm going to church with her this weekend."
    "Yeah, I know, she told me.  I bet she's praying for you to find a wife right now