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As the song comes to an end, I lean back and look up into those beautiful eyes. “Take me home,” I demand.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

RHEA

Acid toldme to hold on while he sped back to the apartment. As soon as I’d opened the door, his mouth was on me, pinning me against the wall. I tried to lock it but failed, too distracted by his mouth. He glides my dress up past my hips while I fumble with his jeans, not caring that we are in the studio in front of a glass window. I free his thick cock, my fingers barely able to touch as I pump my hand up and down his length. He groans as he kisses, nips, and sucks along my neck. He pauses and grabs my behind, lifting me. I wrap my legs around his waist, releasing my hold on him and place my hands in his shoulders. The head of his cock is at my entrance, his eyes watching me as he slams himself inside me.

I arch my back at the sudden intrusion, my body adjusting to him. He doesn’t let up as he pulls out, then slams back in. I thread my fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly as I yank on it. He lets out a growl as he continues to vigorously slam himself inside me. I yank on the back of his hair again, feeling the pleasure begin to build. He growls, clamping his teeth on my shoulder and biting down. The sting of the bite instantly turns to pleasure as he swipes his tongue over it.

“Fuck, I can feel your pussy clamping down around me,” he grits through his teeth. “Kiss me,” he demands.

I oblige and crash my mouth down to his as he continues to fuck me against the wall. The kiss is just as rough, just as desperate as the way he was fucking me. I moan and whimper as my orgasm ignites within me.

“Acid, fuck,” I pant, breaking free my mouth from him.

“Nash,” he growls. “When you cum, you call out my real name,” he orders.

My hooded eyes connect with his. He watches me, watching my every movement as my climax sears through my body. “Nash! Fuck, oh god!” I cry out. Acid finds his release almost immediately with mine, as if hearing his name on my lips is what tipped him over the edge. Keeping himself fully seated in me, he takes my mouth, kissing me softly and tenderly, the complete opposite compared to a moment ago. He breaks the kiss, keeping our eyes connected. I run my fingers delicately along his jaw, and both of us are silent, aware of something shifting between us.

I’m the first one to break the eye contact. I wriggle for him to put me down, and it’s then that I realise we didn’t use anything. “Er, I’m on birth control,” I state.

Acid pulls his jeans up but leaves them undone. He turns and locks the shop door before turning back around to face me. “I know,” he answers.

“Oh,” I reply. “I know we didn’t before. I just wanted to reassure you.” I shrug. “Um, can I ask, are you clean?” I point to his crotch area.

“I’ve only slept with you in over 6 months,” he states as he closes the distance between us. I’m not sure why that makes me happy, but it just does. “Go upstairs, remove all your clothes, but keep those boots on and lay on your bed. Have your legs spread and wait for me,” he orders, placing a soft peck on my lips.

“Do you not want me to clean up a bit first?” I ask.

“No,” is all he says. I turn and briskly walk up the path, pausing to unlock the door to the apartment. I strip off and lay on the bed completely naked, insure if I look attractive or more like a human starfish.

He walks into my bedroom, completely naked. My eyes can’t help but drop to his already impressively hard cock. He walks to my bedside table and opens it. “What are you looking for?” I ask.

“Your toy,” he answers.

“I don’t have any toys,” I answer honestly.

His lips twitch. “Star got all this furniture?” he asks. I nod, watching as he walks to the other bedside table. I haven’t put anything in there yet. He opens it and pulls out a brand new vibrator, shocking the hell out of me. He takes it out of the packet and switches it on. The loud vibration echoes in the room. Acid climbs onto the bed, kneeling beside me. “I’m going to fuck you with this while you suck my cock,” he orders. As if I have no control over my body, my legs widen and I open my mouth, ready for him. He edges the tip of his cock to my lips and my tongue instantly can’t help but have a taste. He lets out a deep groan and I turn my head more, taking him further inside my mouth.

I hear the vibrator, then I feel it on that sensitive nub. A loud moan comes from deep within my throat, vibrating through him as I keep sucking and swirling my tongue, taking as much as I can of him. He strokes my hair from my face and moans as he hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck, you look so fucking beautiful right now with your plum red lips around my cock,” he groans. My orgasm is already building, and the vibrations are almost too much to bear. My hips buck, and sensing I’m close, he begins thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth. “You don’t get to cum yet. You cum when I say you can cum. I want you choking on my release whenclimax.” He groans. I suck him harder at that, wanting him to come completely undone by my mouth. “Fuck,” he pants. I try but can’t hold back anymore. My orgasm explodes, and a muffled scream tears through my throat, and that’s when I taste him, his hot release spilling down my throat. My hips buck as the vibrator still sends pleasure through me. Once I’ve swallowed every last drop he has to give me, I release him. He turns the vibrator off and places it on the bedside table. He reaches to the end of the bed and pulls a blanket over us, pulling me into him.

I sigh, feeling blissfully happy and sated. He places a kiss on the top on my head as I rest my head on his chest.

“So, Nash,” I say softly.

“Yeah?” he answers.

“I like it,” I tell him, smiling against his chest.

“I like hearing you scream it,” he retorts.

“Can I ask you something?” I pause, waiting for his answer.

“Anything,” he answers.

“What caused those marks on your back?” I ask.

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