Page 65 of Wicked Deceit
“The best day, Sunshine. But I think it’s about to get even better,” I murmur, kissing along her jawline, tracking every hitch of her breath and the low whines in her throat. “Wanna watch a movie and snuggle?” I ask, licking my way down her smooth neck.
My dick presses against my gym shorts, begging to be seen by the one woman he adores. And okay, I love her too. This time though, I let myself imagine her standing naked before me. I swear to shit I’m going to drop to my knees, worship her cunt, and then beg her to marry me. Shit—is it too soon for a marriage proposal? Nah. I may be eighteen, but I know what I want in my life. And it’s her–it has been since the moment I laid eyes on her. I think that’s why when she got marked, and we were blackmailed into stepping away from her that it hurt so bad. When I look to the future, I see Kaycee standing in the sun. Like my own literal sunshine.
“Yes,” she gasps out, clinging to the front of my shirt, pulling me close.
Our bodies fuse, and I grin when I nip her flesh between my teeth, pulling more moans out of her beautiful fucking throat. It’s like music to my little elf ears, hearing her beg for me to do more with tiny noises. Moving my hand down to her ass, I squeeze it in my hands, rolling her hips towards me. I’m sure by now my dick is poking her in the middle of her stomach, and I’m even more positive she feels it when her fingers wrap around it. Ugh. Fuck. I shutter, almost coming undone when she pumps my dick through my shorts. Yeah–there’s a marriage proposal in the future I can feel it in my…well my dick.
My eyes bug out when she drops to her knees in the kitchen and stares up at me with those big blue eyes full of wonder. I swallow hard.
“Sunshine,” I murmur, brushing my fingers through her hair and moving it away from her eyes.
Every time she stares at me like that, I fall apart on the inside. Hell, even the outside. My Sunshine knows exactly what she does to me.
I suck in a breath when she unties the strings of my basketball shorts and pulls them down my thighs with vigor. Her painted red fingernails brush over my skin when she reaches up, freeing my cock from the constricting confines of my boxers. Pre-cum leaks from my slit when she wets her lips and looks at him head-on with determination in her eyes. My eyes roll back when all the blood rushes from one head to the other, gathering at the tip of my raging hard-on once again. Pillow soft lips brush against my mushroom head, laying soft kisses, and barely touching my heated flesh.
Goddamn. Shitballs.
I heave a breath when the warmth of her tongue leaves a trail of spit over my tip. And when my eyes peer down at her, they fill with lust when my sticky pre-cum leaves a line from her lips to my dick. I almost come from the sight but hold back when her entire warm mouth encases my tip and sucks it in.
Don’t hip thrust. Don’t hump her gorgeous face. Shit. This is harder than my dick.
“You’ve had a hard few days,” she says in a sultry voice.
Will. Not. Hump.Yet.
I swallow hard, looking down at the girl I’m lucky to have in my life. I often think about what would have happened if I hadn’t pursued her when she first showed up. That image plays in my mind repeatedly. She was standing by the parking lot, looking over at all of us, with her sister by her side. Shit, she even distracted Seger enough that he threw the football her way instead of to me. If she hadn’t handed it back…. If she hadn’t been so damn elusive with her name, we might not all be here. But for some reason, she intrigued me, and I always go after what I want. I’m the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet.
“Yeah," I breathe, “it’s been a weird few days.” My fingers run through her hair, gathering it in my grasp. “And I have a feeling… Oh, god, Sunshine,” I gasp, trying hard not to buck my hips and shove my cock down her throat when she takes me entirely into her mouth.
I groan when my tip hits the back of her throat, and she gags around me, pulling me out. She rests my tip along her lips, rubbing it along them like she’s putting on chapstick, and slathers them with the mixture of spit and pre-cum. Her tongue pokes out, tracing my slit, and then she takes me back into her warm and inviting mouth.
Shit!
I lean my head back, reveling in the feeling of having her all to myself and wrapped around me like I’ve been fantasizing about all day. It’s times like this I crave. Don’t get me wrong, sharing her with my two best friends and that overprotective dick is fine. But I enjoy these times when I get to hold my Sunshine and cuddle her to my chest. And she’s all mine.
“Jesus, Sunshine,” I rasp when my balls tighten and forcefully hold her against me. I want to capture this feeling, put it in a jar, and keep it forever in my grasp.
She hums her approval, running her tongue on the underside of my dick. Tricky woman. She knows all the little buttons to push to make me cum faster than lightning. Shit! I come undone completely when her fingernails lightly scratch at my balls, and I explode into her mouth like I haven’t come in months. My fingers tighten in her hair, holding her against me until I’ve emptied every ounce of cum from my balls into her mouth.
My body completely deflates, slumping forward, as I try to catch my breath. As she comes up off her knees, she stares at me with a small smile, running her fingers over my heaving chest. Running my thumb over her swollen lips, I gather the cum sitting at the edge of them, and shove it back into her mouth. Little Chase reawakens the moment her tongue laps at the cum on the tip of my thumb with a satisfied hum.
Not now, dude. We just got off. I mentally chastise my dick saluting us again. Which doesn’t go unnoticed by Kaycee when she grins at me.
“Better?” she rasps with lust swimming in her eyes.
I bring her salty lips to mine, not fucking caring my cum was just on her tongue. “You spoil me.”
I want to leave her breathless and with legs full of jelly, and I won’t stop until she does. Shit, maybe I can convince her to smother me with her pussy and ride my face while screaming yeehaw, Chase! Damn, what a visual that is. You think I could convince her to get cowboy boots and a hat? Oh, oh! Maybe some assless chaps, too. We gotta work on our roleplay someday because I have so many fantasies I want to reenact. I should make a list… Damn it, dude. I groan, forcing my dick back into my boxers, and pull up my shorts. If I keep thinking like this I might have to bend her over the damn countertops and fuck her raw.
“Yeah, now let’s go watch that movie! What time was your dad supposed to call?” She asks, moving towards the fridge for two sodas. She turns and looks at me, tilting her head when I can’t take my eyes off her.
“I love ya, Sunshine,” I say, grabbing my drink and her free hand. I drag her to the couch, pulling her beside me. Everything feels right when she snuggles into my side and lets out one of those perfect little content sighs I love.
“He should call soon,” I say with a sigh, twisting her hair between my fingers.
“It’ll be a nice call,” she says with a grin, looking up at me with so much love my fucking heart bursts.
“It will be. Shit. I’m always so scared….” I whisper, running a hand down my face. “I’m always so scared he’s going to tell me they’re locking him up for good or some shit.”
