Page 78 of Nocturnal Sins
“Almost,” I cracked a grin and Sammie shook her head at me. “He’s not the one sending you those messages, Sammie. I think Kasey is going to report the same thing about Erin.” She knew I was right, that’s why she became silent in the passenger seat and stayed that way until we got back to Kasey’s.
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“Okay, so what news do you have for us, Buttercup?” Marco asked Kasey when she got back. Her back went stiff and she spun around to face him.
“Did you just call meButtercup?”
“You heard me,” he yawned, stretching his arm across the back of her sofa with an ease that said he’d lived there his entire life.
“I don’t know who you think you are but…”
“Hey, can we not argue?” Sammie frowned, folding her arms. Marco, on the other hand, was thoroughly amused.
“Anyway,” Kasey said, rolling her eyes. “It’s not Erin. Her phone was clean…well she was sending some pretty disgusting texts to Brady but that’s about it. I even snooped around her room for a burner cell and found nothing. Then I spent a half hour trying to get the hell out of there because I can’t stand to be around her. She’s annoying as fuck. So what does that mean if it’s not Erin and it’s not Brady?”
“It means I have some business to handle,” I told her, standing to my feet. “Thanks for your help, Kasey.” She beamed at me with a bright smile and full cheeks.
“You’re welcome, Santana.”
“Yeah, thanks for your help, Buttercup.” As annoyed as Kasey looked with Marco, I saw her eyes smolder when she locked her stare on him.
“Don’t call me that,” she protested, her arched brows drawing together. Marco didn’t respond, he only laughed and shook his head.
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Two hours later, after dropping Marco off at home, Sammie and I were back at Pop’s house, waiting for him to get back from the restaurant. I fixed myself a much-needed drink and poured one for Sammie too. When she settled her dangerous curves in my lap, my pulse quickened.
She sipped her drink and mindlessly toyed with my fingers while I pictured ways to make her cum on my tongue. “Santana, you’re so quiet,” she smiled knowingly.
“Am I?” I asked, my voice heavy from running around all day.
“You are. I’m not complaining though because you’re insanely sexy when you’re all quiet and brooding.” She giggled and a small hiccup escaped her. The liquor had grabbed hold of her.
“Did you catch the way your friend looked at Marco today? I think they might have a little chemistry.” I pointed out while my fingertips danced up Sammie’s bare thigh. Her legs were so toned and smooth. I wanted to run my tongue along her lines and commit her shape to my taste buds.
“Marco and Kasey? Oh god, no. She looked so annoyed with him.”
“I know what I saw, Sammie.”
“Marco is cute. It wouldn’t be the worst move she’s ever made.” In one second flat, her silky butterscotch strands were wrapped around my fist.
“Marco is…what?” I asked her a smirk burning the corners of my mouth.
“He’s cute. Am I not allowed to say other guys are cute?”
“Nah. None of that shit. Now I have to punish you. Didn’t I just tell you the other day that you were born to take my dick?” I pulled her closer to me until I could smell the liquor on her breath. I kissed her throat and pulled harder on her hair. “You were born to suck my dick…” I kissed her neck more while she moaned on top of me. “You were born to be mine.” My teeth scraped her flawless skin leaving passionate scarlet streaks behind.
“Now,” I said, slipping my hand beneath her shirt then lifting it until her perfect tits were exposed. “I want you to get on your knees and take your punishment.”
“What’s my punishment, Daddy?” Jesus, I loved it when she played along. I stroked the top of her head and ran my thumb along her bottom lip.
“I want you to suck my dick with no hands until I cum and you better not touch yourself. Keep your pretty green eyes on me. Understand?”
“No hands? Daddy, your dick is too big for that.” I didn’t respond to her with words, I just looked at her and waited for the excuses to stop tumbling from her perfect mouth.
“Use your throat. Make me cum, Princess.” A flame jumped to life in her eyes right before she pulled my stiff cock out and slid her lips around the head. A low groan built in my throat as she worked her way down my shaft, tracing every vein.
My hips lifted, thrusting into her hot mouth. I wanted to fuck her pretty little face and leave it wet with saliva. The hungry look in her eyes told me she wanted it too. I fisted her hair with both hands and drove my dick deep into her throat until she gagged.
