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You hated it when Joel went on patrol, and you never failed to make a snide remark about it to Tommy. It wasn't his fault, though, you knew Joel insisted on doing those damn patrols, as if Jackson's safety rested solely on his shoulders.

You had no doubt he was good at it, just like everything else he took on. When something was important to him, he was as precise as a Swiss watch. Meticulous.

That's what attracted you to Joel in the first place when he came to fix your leaky sink in the house you just moved into after joining Jackson’s community. He ended up going around your entire kitchen, fixing everything that was loose, even though you didn’t know each other, only met in Jackson a couple times.

It also didn’t hurt that he was extremely handsome — your jaw almost dropped the first time you saw him.

Now you didn't live in that house anymore, because neither you nor Joel wanted to be separated. You loved having him close to you at night. He loved seeing you walk down the stairs in the morning, wearing only one of his shirts.

Everything was perfect, except for those patrols that stressed you out.

So you always asked him to stay, hoping to buy yourself some time. You would cuddle him in bed, one leg wrapped around his, when you knew it was time for him to go. You would lick his lips and wrap your hand around his length, feeling him get hard instantly.

“Sweetheart, you know I gotta go,” he’d say against your lips, and you’d roll him onto his back before straddling him and grinding against his bulge.

“Come on, Tommy’s waiting for me. I can’t be late.”

“I don’t care about Tommy,” you’d smile before pushing him inside you.

But this morning, Joel woke up before you. When you opened your eyes you heard the shower being turned off. You hastily threw the comforter aside and pulled your t-shirt up and over your breasts, cupping them. Then you slipped your hand inside your panties, scooped up Joel’s cum from the night before and brushed your sensitive clit. He made you come twice on his tongue, once on his cock. You bit your lip at the memory. 

You didn't stop when the bathroom door opened and Joel froze in the doorway, his hand on the handle.

You were looking at him playfully as his widened eyes were growing dark, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"What are you... Why... Jesus, you're such a menace," Joel mumbled as he walked toward you, taking off his t-shirt and unzipping his jeans.

He settled between your thighs and pulled down his pants mid-thigh, before easily sliding into your wet cunt.

“You’re ready to do anything to keep me from going on patrol, aren’t you?” he said, a little smile on his lips.

“Yeah,” you replied. “Don’t go. Fuck me all day, and all night.”

“Jesus. Sweetheart…” he said, rolling his hips into you. “You know I’d love to, but I gotta go.”

“No, you don’t. They have enough people, you can skip one. Please?” you asked, squeezing him so tightly he was afraid he’d come right away.

You cupped his cheek to kiss him, your tongue sliding between his lips to play with his, as Joel was thrusting in, rubbing that spongy spot in a way that could make you come easily. You wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him deeper, his heavy balls brushing against your ass with every thrust.

“Please,” you begged against his lips. “I miss you so much when you’re not here.”

“I… fuck… I miss you too…”

“Yeah? Prove it. Stay.”

His lips crashed against yours as he gripped your hips, using them as leverage to fuck into you harder.

“Rail me… all day,” you panted, his balls now slapping against your skin.

“Fuck… don’t say things like this…I’m gonna come way too soon.”

“Oh I don’t want that…” you replied mischievously. “You know what I’d like?” you asked, making him growl, fully aware that you were testing him, playing with him, and he loved it way too much.

“Tell me…”

“I think I’d like you to fuck me… in all parts of me that can be fucked.”

He stopped moving, his length fully buried in you, his piercing gaze devouring you.

It only took him a swift movement to manhandle you to your hands and knees, spread your cheeks with his large hands, his eyes fixed on your ass and glistening pussy clenching on nothing, desperate for him.

“Baby,” he said, sliding his tip between your folds, his thumb brushing your tight ring. “Are you testing me?”

“Maybe,” you murmured, turning your head to look at him over your shoulder.

“Jesus, you’re so fucking hot,” he said, thrusting in and bottoming out in one go, keeping your buttocks wide open to stare at your ass.

You clutched the pillow with your fists when his thumb brushed against your ring with more pressure. He was the best lay you'd ever had in your life, by far.

“Fuck me. Hard. Then stay with me and take everything you want from me.”

“Yes ma'am," he grunted, one hand gripping your hip tightly as he kept his thumb pressed against your tight hole.

You stroked your clit, letting him fuck you the way he needed, chasing his climax.

“This is what you want, sweetheart? Want me to fuck this tiny hole? You think you can take it?” he growled, fucking you rough and deep, his balls slapping harder than ever against your cunt.

“Yes,” you whined, clenching around his cock, thinking about the moment he would thrust inside you there, the moment he would leave you breathless as he pushed in. You came with a cry and he followed you, sending hot spurs of cum inside your core.

Joel collapsed onto the bed and pulled you against him, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“Guess I’m not going on patrol today.”

“Guess not,” you smiled, and kissed his chest.