Page 102 of Spark

“Okay.” Mia reached over, still in her boyfriend’s arms, and slid the door partially open. “Found one.” She placed her lips back on Aurelio, who turned and walked into the loft.

He broke the kiss again and looked back at the guys. “Sorry,” he stated, sliding the door closed quickly.

Aurelio walked them to the bed as Mia’s hands held his face to hers. She wanted to stay like that forever. She felt him lower her to the bed, his hands roaming her body while his tongue tasted every corner of her mouth. Mia let him explore, moving along her face to her chin and jaw. He pulled her shirt off as her body fell back onto the mattress. His mouth trailed down her neck and chest as he unclipped her bra and pushed it to the side. He dragged her nipple between his teeth, nipping it gently. He pulled her pants down, her panties falling with them. She helped, kicking them off and letting his knee rest betweenher legs. Her hands were on him as he moved, touching him; the connection was everything.

Aurelio’s mouth moved down her body, fingers finding her pussy wet and ready. He growled. Mia’s breath caught in her throat; the carnal look in his eyes thrilled her. He kissed her hip, his lips caressing the tattoo there, before moving down to her pelvis. Sitting up, he lifted her leg, trailing kisses up to her knee. He stared at Mia from the corner of his eye. He placed her leg on his shoulder as he moved down, face disappearing between her thighs. She felt him kissing her sensitive flesh back and forth, moving closer to his prize. Mia arched her back against the bed, her body moving of its own accord. Aurelio chuckled, his breath on her labia. He placed a hand on her stomach, pushing her down. Mia met his gaze, biting her lip in anticipation.

“You’re so wet for me, beautiful.” His deep voice rumbled, vibrating through her vagina and making her squirm. “You make me so hard.” He licked her, tongue going deep in her pussy, dragging up to her clit and swirling around the bundle of nerves. Mia moaned loudly, unable to keep the sounds in.

“Fuck, Mia,” Aurelio groaned, going in again. “You taste so fucking good.” His tongue went to work, doing wonders, licking, swirling, and dragging across her lips.

Mia got closer and closer to the edge. “Fuck, Aurelio.”

The rising tide of climax was begging to take her. She felt him smile against her pussy, his tongue still working her into a frenzy. Without fail, she screamed, letting out all that she held in, all the sounds and moans she had been silencing. Aurelio went faster, leaving nothing behind in the wake of his efforts. As she came down, Aurelio climbed up further on the bed, his pants and boxers falling down behind him. His cock slid up her thigh, hard and begging to enter her. She pulled his face to hers. He kissed her, slowly sliding himself inside. She released a moanas his cock hit her spot with a sharp plunge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, letting him gently thrust as he placed kiss after kiss on her body. He groaned, his deep voice coming out in panting breaths as he began to speed up. She felt another wave threaten to take her over the edge, digging her fingernails into his hard back.

“Oh fuck.”

Coming together, they screamed each other’s name. Aurelio fell to the bed, pressing his side against Mia, who was still on her back. Sweat beaded on their foreheads, and large smiles were plastered on their faces.

“Fuck.” He wrapped his arms around Mia, pulling her closer. She giggled as she slid against him, his body hot to her cooling skin.

“Fuck is right.” She turned her head to look at him.

He was smiling wider than she had ever seen, his face seeming younger. The freedom he had earned lifted a weight off his shoulders. She kissed his nose, and Aurelio laughed, pulling her face to his to kiss her properly. They lay there for another quiet moment until a soft knock interrupted them. Mia rolled her eyes, knowing who it was outside the door.

“Ugh, we have to let them in, I guess.” Mia regretfully slid out of Aurelio’s arms.

He let her go, watching as she pulled her pants back on. “No underwear? Oh, that’s gonna drive me wild.” His arms reached for her.

Laughing, she dodged his grasp and grabbed her shirt. “I need to do laundry.” She threw his shirt at him. “Get dressed. We have to let them in. It’s past midnight.”

Groaning, Aurelio sat up and dressed, forgoing the pants. “Well, let me claim the best remote.”

Mia chuckled as he jumped over the back of the couch and reached for a controller. She slid open the door to find Mikey standing there. “Yes?”

“God, you are so loud.” He pushed past her. “It’s truly disgusting.”

“Fuck you,” she retorted, smiling. Melvin came in next, hands over his ears. She slapped him, pulling at his hands. “We’re done! Stop being an ass.”

Melvin smiled at her and winked, letting his hands fall. When he got to the couch, he gave Aurelio a high-five.

“Where’s Matty?” Mia asked, looking out into the hall.

“He saw some cute guy downstairs,” Melvin explained. “They are still talking, I guess.”

“Cute guy? Tony?”

“Yeah, that’s his name. Owns the bakery thing down there.”

“Oh my god!” Mia squealed. “How cute!” She slid the door closed, leaving the lock undone for when her brother came back. She sat on the floor between Aurelio’s legs, leaning back as he leaned forward to play. He smiled down at her and winked. The tension eased; there was a future before them.

Matty came back a couple of hours later when everyone was starting to fall asleep on the couch. As he came in, the energy renewed for a few minutes. All of them clapped for Matty, whose sex glow made his cheeks bright red.

“Fuck off,” he said, moving to the bathroom with a smile on his face.

Aurelio was gone most of Thursday. He said he had to say goodbye to the crew, pay them for the last job, and close the garage till he could spend some time fixing it up and getting itback to what his dad had built. Mia and her brothers lounged around, going out for lunch and finding nice shirts for them to wear to graduation. They all had dress pants but had neglected to bring button-ups. She was reminded of her dress fitting as they went shopping; she still did not have the money to pay for it.

“Maybe I should call and cancel it,” Mia mused, sitting on the couch with the boys after a quick jog to burn off energy.

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