Page 23 of Rookie Mistake

Suddenly, he’s pulling me off him, his chest heaving with the motion as he tugs me to my feet. “Fuck this. I want you to soak my face while I fuck your throat.” With that, he bends and throws me over his shoulder. “Where’s your bedroom, Trouble?”

chapter eight

Davis

“Into it”— Chase Atlantic

Idon’t even stop to look around her room. I toss her onto the mattress, where she scrambles for me, throwing her arms around my neck and slamming her lips on mine.

We’re both frantic, needy. A clash of teeth and hands that I can hardly keep track of.

Her tongue sweeps through the seam of my lips, dancing with mine, and I can still taste me lingering.

I can’t fucking get enough of her.

Every piece she gives me, it only makes me desperate for more, a high that I want to chase over and over.

She rips at my shirt, trying to pull it over my head, so I tear my lips from hers and reach behind my neck, pulling it off and tossing it aside.

I watch as she grasps at the hem of her tank and drags it off. She’s naked beneath it, and my gaze drops to her tits.

The perfect fucking handfuls. Heavy and full. So fucking sexy.

Her nipples are the prettiest dusty pink, tightened into pebbled peaks.

And there’s a trail of dark black ink that runs between the valley of her tits along pale, creamy skin.

A combination of notes and bar lines and various musical symbols.

She’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and just looking at her perfect body makes me so goddamn hard that I can’t help but palm my cock, pumping it once as I take her in.

Her eyes darken as she watches me fuck my fist.

“That make you wet, baby?”

She nods, sucking on that plump lip.

“Show me,” I rasp.

Dropping back onto the bed, she sits up on her elbows and spreads her legs, shimmying out of her shorts and panties, leaving her completely bare for my eyes.

When she uses her fingers to spread her pussy open, giving me exactly what I asked for, I feel my balls tightening as arousal tugs at the base of my spine.

She’s so fucking sexy I don’t know how I’m going to last before I even get inside her. I already came today thinking about her, imagining what she’d look like in this moment, and fuck, it pales in comparison.

“Good girl. Now, rub your clit for me. Slow circles.” I grip the base of my cock and squeeze.

My dick is throbbing at the sight of her spread out, her pretty pink little pussy wet and glistening in the pale lamplight. She’s so wet it’s trickling down her, dripping onto her tight little hole that I want to fuck with my tongue and then my cock one day.

I thought I could play this game with her, let her fuck herself while I watched, but I can’t wait to touch her. Taste her cunt again.

I crawl onto the mattress and lift her foot, pressing my lips along the inside of her ankle, crafting a trail up her calf, dragging my tongue along the back of her knee, the inside of her thigh. Tasting every inch of her skin.

“I can’t decide what I want more. Should I fuck your throat while I eat your cunt, or should you ride my face until you’re dripping down my chin?”

Zara stares up at me, those pretty green eyes blazing. “Both.”

I grin.

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