Page 137 of Sparks Fly
He places his glass down on the side and I kneel up, unbuckling his suit trousers and tugging them down his legs. His boxers are still marked from before and I don’t know why but it turns me on knowing that he hasn’t washed me off him.
Curling my fingers in the waist band of his boxers, I roll them down his thick thighs and lick my lips when I see his cock bob in front of me, pre cum sitting at the tip. Shuffling forward ever so slightly, I am grateful for the pillows. I wrap my fingers around his length and tease my tongue underneath, licking from the base of his cock right to the head before I take him into my mouth, swallowing him down. He chuckles when I gag, hisfingers running through my hair as he guides me up and down him.
“You’re such a good girl,” he groans, watching as I take him in and out of his mouth.
His spare hand cups under my chin as he tilts my face back and rolls his hips forward, sliding further down my throat. My eyes go glassy as I try my hardest not to gag but I can’t.
“Such a tight throat,” he moans, pulling himself out to the tip and resting it on my bottom lip.
Tightening my grip around him, I move up and down his cock, not reaching the base. I hollow my cheeks out, curling my tongue underneath him as I spur him on, wanting him to come on my tongue.
“You can take more than that,” he teases, pushing his hips forward as the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat.
My fingers glide up his inner thigh ever so slightly before I cup his balls in my hands, gently massaging them and rubbing. His cock throbs in my mouth and I smile up at him. He has made me a mess. My cheeks are damp from my tears, and salvia tricklesout the side of my mouth as I take him in and out of my mouth.
“I am going to fill every hole, make such a pretty mess out of you, Ace.” His words turn me on, the delicious ache burning inside of me, my pussy throbbing with a want that only he can give.
Tightening my grip, I don’t stop until his hands are in my hair, tugging at my roots as I take as much of him as I can. Bringing him to the back of my throat as he comes, I swallow down every single drop of him.
Pulling himself out, he shudders. I wipe the corners of my mouth then slip the tip of my ring finger past my lips as I clean it.
“Fuck, I will never get enough of you,” he rasps, helping me up and I take his hand willingly. “Now, open those pretty fucking thighs, baby, I am famished.” He growls, stalking towards me as he lifts me into his arms.
With my legs wrapped around his waist, he walks me over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. My back hits the cool glass and I gasp, just as he lowers himself to his knees. My legs hang over his shoulder, one hand pinned to my hip, holding me in place whilst the other teases at my pussy, scooping up my wetness and rubbing against my clit.
My hands are in his hair, fingers curling around the roots as his mouth lowers to my pussy. His tongue darts out and laps against my clit and my moans fill the room.
“Oh God, yes.” I pant, my eyes casting down just as his greens meet mine.
I watch the way his tongue melts against me, pushing me closer to the infinite pleasure pool. His fingers spread my pussy beneath me, two fingers teasing and I clench, trying my hardest to fight off my orgasm.
Sucking my clit into his mouth, my eyes roll in the back of my head, before his head is moving side to side, burying his tongue further as he rolls it against my clit. My skin pricks with a coolness, my stomach tightening as I feel my orgasm teetering.
“I’m going to...” I pant each word and that’s when two fingers plunge inside of my pussy, fucking me as his tongue focuses on my clit and my body gives out.My back arches against the glass but he holds me still, running his tongue up and down my pussy, burying himself deep as he takes everything from me.
He lets me down slowly on trembling legs and I am still trying to catch my breath.
Spinning me around, he places my hands against the glass and drags my hips back towards him, his erection evident against my ass.
“I am going to fuck you, and then, when I am close, I am going to fill your ass,” he whispers as he leans across my back, rolling his hips, and I shudder against his words.
“You can take it, you’ve proven you can take it before. We’ve practiced, you’re so ready.” He places kisses down my spine as his hand skims between my ass and cups my pussy before pushing his thumb inside of me, coating it in his arousal as he drags it up and presses against my ass.
“I need to fill it full of me,” he groans and I look at him over my shoulder. “I am so fucking addicted to you,” he whispers and I nod, my eyes focusing on him.
“Good girl,” he rasps before stepping back and undoing his shirt. He lets it drop to the floor, followed by his trousers, kicking them down and across the room so he is standing in nothing but his boxers.
He closes the gap between us and that’s when I feel his cock edging into me. His fingers tap my inner thigh, and I widen my stance. The air knocks from my lungs when he fills me with one thrust, his cock deep inside of me as he fucks me hard and fast.
“Use your words, Ace. Tell me when you’re getting close.” His fingers dig into my hips as he grips onto me, fucking my pussy with relentless pounds.
“God yes,” I scream, everything feeling more sensitive, my past orgasm still tingling in my blood.
“Your cunt is perfect, so fucking perfect,” he grits, as my back arches and I turn to look at him.
“Does it turn you on, baby, watching me?”
I whimper, nodding my head, everything inside of my burns, my pussy aching as he buries himself deeper inside of me.
