Page 116 of Sparks Fly
“No need to fantasise about it anymore, stud.”
He growls, his hand gliding under me as he slides my thong to the side, fingers swirling in my arousal. He sinks two fingers inside of me, and I moan into his mouth as his tongue invades mine. My greedy hands unbuckle his belt and pull his trousers down, revealing his cock hard and ready.
Pushing onto my knees, I line him up at my entrance and slowly, ever so fucking slowly, I slide down him. A familiar burn courses through me as he stretches me in the best possible way. My head falls forward as I suck in a breath but his hands are lifting my eyes to his.
“Eyes on me, Ace,” he whispers, pressing his lips to mine as he fucks me hard and slow.
We could get caught, but in this moment, I don’t care.
The rain is hitting the car, the windows are steamed, and Creed is immersing me in infinite pleasure.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to walk away. I will try. But he has me addicted. Constantly craving him until I eventually cave and get my fix, anyway I can get it.
“Here we go.”He smiles, his hand squeezing my thigh as the car rolls to a halt outside our apartment block. We live in a nice area; a perk of our job is that the apartment paid by Saint Onyx.
“Thank you for the lift,” I mutter, leaning across the centre of the car and smiling as he kisses me. “And the orgasm.” I wink, sinking back into my seat.
“You’re most welcome.” His lip twitch and matches my wink. My heart flutters in my chest.
Silence crackles between us. A glance skywards shows the clouds have now broken and dusk is starting to settle.
“I better get…” His hand grips mine and I blink at him.
“Don’t let this be the last time. We deserve to be happy, Ace. I need more than this…”
“What about…” Panic claws at my insides.
“I’ll deal with it.” He gives me a firm nod, and I swallow. “This is not a fling, Anaïs. I knew from the moment I met you two years ago that we would be something… I just had to wait for Royce to step away.”
“I didn’t even think you remembered me.”
“You, Ace?” He smirks. “Always.” He drags my wrist to his lips as he gives me a kiss against my pulse point.
I smile, the side of my head resting on the car seat, and I inhale heavily.
“Be mine,” he whispers against the back of my hand.
I am hesitant, nibbling on my bottom lip. “What if it goes terribly wrong?” My voice is quiet
“But what if it goes perfectly right?” His optimism has my heart fluttering in my chest.
I go to speak but he shakes his head.
“Just give us a chance… We’re good, Ace, you know that.”
I nod.
“Is that a yes to you being mine?”
My cheeks burn as I drop my eyes, but his hand curls around the back of my head, dragging my mouth to his as he kisses me.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispers against my lips, meeting my gaze with a slow wink.
My breaths are heavy as I slowly recoil back, opening my door and walking into my apartment block.
He waits for me to enter before he drives away and my heart drums in my chest. Inside I am squealing but outside, I feel the anxiety building at how everyone will react. Waiting for the lift, I slip my phone out and see a message from him already with a kiss emoji. I smile.
My fingers hover over the screen and I type a message back.
