Page 120 of Insatiable

Slowly, dangerously slowly, Stacey slips her tongue through my parted lips at the same moment her hand moves over my cock.

I hiss into her mouth as she palms me, as she gently trails her fingers up and down the warm skin, the solid length that throbs and twitches with each glide of her fingers. Sensations rush to my head, and I try not to thrust.

My eyes screw shut as she wraps her fingers around me. My heart restarts, a low buzz at the base of my spine while she swipes her thumb up, wiping the bead ofprecumfrom my engorged head.

She’s studying me as she pulls my mouth to hers. A distraction, maybe, because I can feel her heart pounding as I cup her tit and squeeze.

“Relax,” I whisper. “This is okay. This is us.”

“I like the sound of that,” she replies quietly. “Is this right?” she asks as she starts to move her hand up and down my length. “Or is it too tight?”

She’s kind of crushing my cock in her grip. “Loosen it a bit.”

Stacey does, and my eyes roll as she twists her wrist when she reaches the tip, slamming her mouth on mine.

My balls tighten as she continues, all the blood in my body rushing to between my legs. I groan as tingles starttravellingfrom my groin up my spine.

“Go faster,” I tell her, my teeth clenching when she does. I reach under her to grab her ass, raising my hips to fuck into the grip she has on my cock. My free hand clutches her jaw, tilting her head to the side so I can kiss her throat.

She pumps faster, base to tip, rotating her wrist and moaning as I suck on the skin above her collarbone. My muscles spasm all over, and I’m so fucking close already.

I nip at her throat, breathing heavily, my vision blurring, and when I feel the pull in my balls, I groan from the building pressure and say, “Go slow. Fuck, go slow.”

I chase the soaring high just as she sinks her teeth into my bottom lip, and everything smashes into me at once. The back of my head presses into the pillow. Slower, yet still as tight, Stacey keeps stroking but pulls back to watch me through my release. Heart pounding, my eyes close and my muscles bunch at my thighs; I fist both hands, gritting out curses and her name, my breaths completely stalling.

Strings of cum hit my chest in the hardest orgasm I think I’ve ever had. My heart beats rapidly, my lungs desperate for air as my mind goes blank. Satisfied, and relaxed, I find her free hand and hold it while I float back down to reality.

When I open my eyes properly, she grins at me as she lets go of my dick. “That’s something else we should definitely do again.”

I chuckle, moving curls from her face and tucking them behind her ear. “Only because I like you.”

Stacey grins wider, kissing my cheek. “I like you too. Now where are your towels? I have cum on my hand, and you have it everywhere.”

She goes to my bathroom and throws me one. “I need to go back to Lu’s room. I’ll see you later?”

I tilt my head while I wipe myself. “Did you just use me?”

“Yep. Arrange our date, asshole.” Then she puts on her robe and climbs onto the bed to peck my lips before vanishing from the room.

I stare at the closed door for far too long with a goofy smile on my face, then grab my headphones and listen to the song she mentioned.

It seems we are on the same level.

As soon as it’s done, the only thing stopping me from hunting her down and dragging her back to my bed is that I’m searching for places to take her where we won’t get noticed. Between her not wanting my sister to know, and people constantly following me around with a camera and a fake story, I can’t take her out around here.

I find something perfect, and when I tell my dad the next day, he pays for the entire thing. I don’t know how the hell he has access to money or a bank account, but he’s got a lot of connections. He sends me extra to play with and tells me to have a good weekend.

When she texts me later, telling me her phone’s fixed, we meet at the pool house, where we kiss then touch then kiss some more, before slipping back out and trying not to look at each other during dinner.

I basically tackle her into the spare room the following day and feel her coming undone with my fingers again. It’s becoming one of myfavouritethings, watching the orgasm rip through her, seeing her glazed eyes as she floats in euphoria before coming back to me – that and having her hand wrapped around my cock.

The day after, I slap her ass as I walk past her in the kitchen and tell her to cancel any plans she has next weekend. She texts me later to say she’s free and demands to know where we’re going, but I say it’s a surprise.

I’m going to take Freckles on the best first date ever.

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