Page 110 of Sparks Fly
“Good.” I nip at his bottom lip then push him back so he is laying beneath me.
Crawling down his body, I push his tee up and sink my own teeth into my bottom lip as I marvel at his toned stomach. A dusting of hair peeks out the waist band of his sweats and I clench my pussy. Pressing my lips just above his navel, I trail them down softly, my fingers digging into the waistband of his trousers as I tug them down.
“Ace,” he rasps, eyes heavy.
“Stud.” I wink as his cock springs free, and I swallow down at the size of him.
“I don’t think you can handle it.”
I giggle, flicking my eyes to him. “I’ve had bigger.” That sparks a reaction from him.
A guttural growl vibrates through his core as he wraps his hand around the back of my head. The other curls around his thick, long cock, lining it up at my lips.
“Open wide, brat,” he groans.
I do as he asks, sliding him into my mouth and gagging as soon as he hits the back of my throat.
“I think you’re lying, Anaïs,” he says through gritted teeth, his hips lifting as I wrap my own fingers around him.
My eyes water but I don’t give up. I hollow my cheeks, bringing the tip of him to my lips. Flicking my tongue across the tip then gliding it down the underside of him, I tease his balls. My hand moves up and down his length, before I take him into my mouth, lowering myself. I gag again, and he chuckles.
“Fuck, I want to fuck your tight throat,” he groans, rolling his hips up.
My hair falls around me as saliva slips out the side of my mouth.I need to control myself. Slow pumps meet my lips as I bring him to the tip, just teasing the head of him. His fingers curl around my hair as he tugs me up then runs his thumb across my bottom lip. I suck it into my mouth and his cock bobs.
“Get on the floor,” he barks, and I blink at him. “I want you on your knees, Anaïs.” His rasp has me following his command.
I am on my knees, sitting like a good girl on the carpeted floor. I watch as he rolls from the bed before he is in front of me. His hand gently moves to the back of my head, his fingers entwine, tugging my head back as he guides his cock into my mouth.
“Now, take all of me,” he groans, rolling his hips forward and I do.
I take him down just as he tilts my head back a little further. I watch as he clenches his jaw, his eyes alight, his lips pulling into a smirk. Slipping him in and out my mouth, he moans, his spare hand cupping under my chin as he guides me whilst I suck his cock.
“You’re such a good girl, Ace,” he praises me.
I squirm, and I can feel my wetness coating my inner thighs as he continues fucking my mouth and my throat. Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I pull him to the tip, flicking my tongue and I smirk up at him.
“Open your mouth, baby, I need to come,” he groans.
I keep my eyes on him, opening my mouth and flattening my tongue as he pleasures himself. With a heavy groan, he comes, spurting down the back of my throat. I take him into my mouth, swallowing him down and cleaning him up.
“Fuck,” he hisses just as I pull him out and wipe the corner of my mouth with my ring finger.
“Get on the bed, Ace. On all fours, now,” he growls and like the good girl I am, I do as my ex’s dad tells me, knowing full well he is about to ruin me for anyone else.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Creed
How did I get here?
My son’s ex-girlfriend, on all fours, pussy glistening.
This is what I have dreamt about since I first laid eyes on her.
Royce fills my mind for a moment, and I hesitate. Then, her beautiful blues catch mine across her shoulder, pulling me in like every bad decision I have ever made lies in her hands.
I know further down the line this will be one of those.
