Autumn realizes she needs to leave. The clock reads 6:05 AM and she has to report to prison by 9:00 AM for her intake. The journey to the prison takes two hours and arriving even a minute late could lead to additional charges and more prison time.
She has three missed calls already from Anna with a bevy of texts asking where she is. Autumn just shares her location and writes, "35 minutes, I'll be ready."
35 more minutes. That's all she allows herself. Peter still is sleeping and she wants more of him. No, she needs more of him. She brings her bare body to his and he mutters an unintelligible phrase. She kisses him gently on his chest and starts trailing down towards his taut stomach and she can catch a glimpse of a smile from the corner of her eye. He stirs awake as his throbbing becomes more pronounced. In a daze, he places his hand on her back as she puts every inch of him in her mouth.
He starts moaning in a faint pleasure which encourages her to go faster. Her hands on the base of his cock rubbing as she gracefully places her lips over his erection. He is wide-awake now, and he starts growling in a bliss. She keeps going but even with the clock running out, she slows down to tease him. He takes the hint and, in a flash, gets on top of her, pins her arms down, and starts kissing the nape of her neck. Autumn immediately purrs in delight as his cock, still lubricated from her saliva, easily enters her. He kisses her passionately with rhythmic thrusts. An alarm clock radio goes off playing some R&B croon and he is teasing her now by matching the song's intentional and legato pace.
She feels the pleasure build inside her once again. Part of her mind trying to stay in the moment, and the other trying to recall every intense activity of the last night. She starts hearing a slight hum in her ear as her body tingles. He pulls out and before she can realize what's happening, he's back eating her out. His tongue perfectly circling her clit as his hands fondle her breasts. She knows she's getting louder. She wants to cum but a jolt of anxiety hits her as she realizes she needs to see the clock, but it's still only 6:14 AM.
She knows she has to hurry but the vocabulary of her 16 years of schooling are failing her. She can't seem to string together any words and instead can only let her desires be known with her expressive eyes and high-pitched moans. He understands. He understands she wants to cum and wants him to cum. Peter flips her over to take her doggy style. Autumn wants this. As her face is pressed on the pillow of his bed, as her ass is high in the air, and as he spanks her in between thrusts, she knows it will only be a moment.
Autumn feels his hot trail of semen shoot into her and as he continues to hold her hips and ram her, she starts screaming into the muffled pillow. Her body feels like it's collapsing, but each wave of pleasure crests upon another and building and building. She can feel herself leaking his cum, but she needs more. She begs for him to keep going and for another minute he intensely obliges until they both collapse into each other's arms.
She is lost in a daze of sexual bliss as he wraps his body around hers. Autumn feels at such peace and she closes her eyes. She stares at the clock and can see the time is 6:27 AM, but her mind won't register what that means. All she knows is that she feels at peace and wants to lay here for as long as she possibly can.
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Autumn wakes up and groggily analyzes the clock: 6:49 AM.
Shit.
She looks at her phone: 32 missed calls and 28 unread texts.
She needs to get out.
Peter has already left for work. He said he had an errand to run before starting the day, but she can see that he has prepared a small spread for her and left it on a end table near the bed. She hastily puts on her clothes from the last night: the black dress, the matching red underwear and bra, and rushes out. With one hand, she calls Anna.
"Where the hell are you?!"
