Page 36 of Come Back To Me

She does so without any hesitation, then begins slipping her thong down her hips. She’s trying to be seductive, swaying her hips side to side. It’s doing nothing for me.

“Open,” I tell her, tapping my finger to her upside-down painted lips.

Her lips part, her cheeks hollowing as she lies waiting for me to fill her mouth. And fill it I will.

Yanking at the fly of my jeans, I free my dick, pushing it past her lips. I growl, and she gags, choking when I hit the back of her throat.

She then parts her legs, her fingers circling her clit in a frenzy. She’s loving every minute of it.

Surging on, I power my hips, repeatedly thrusting myself deeper down her throat. I take her air, wrapping a hand around her neck as I watch her lipstick mix with her saliva on my dick.

That’s when her fingers slip inside her cunt, fucking herself with purpose.

When her moans get louder, I withdraw, put off by her over the top efforts to turn me on. “On your knees.”

Stacey wipes the spit off her chin, moving in front of me as I make sure I’m protected. I then wrap my fingers around my shaft, stroking myself a couple of times until I’m long and hard.

I rest the tip of my dick at her entrance.

“Travis,” she moans, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I wrap my hand around her fake hair, making sure I’m holding on tight. I pull her head back, her chin now facing the sky where she can’t look at me.

“Please, fuck me hard, baby!” She pants trying to push back against my dick.

The tip spreads her lips, and I look down, watching as her pussy sucks me in.

Grabbing the front of her dress, I yank it down, jolting her as I free her fake tits. I pinch one of her nipples between my fingers, clamping down hard. “Stop talking.” I don’t need her to talk or to beg me. I need to fuck her until my mind is clear. Clear and free from the one person I never thought I’d see again.

She moans when I pinch again, trying hard not to make a sound.

Releasing her nipple, I grab Stacey’s hip and ram myself home, her arse now flush with my base.

Her back curls as she struggles to take all of me, but she isn’t going anywhere.

Holding her steady, her hair still wrapped in my hand, I drive, pounding her until I feel my release edging closer.

Pleasure rises. The steady waves of my climax roll over me. Stacey’s moans only encourage me to fuck her harder. I grab both her hips, sliding my dick in and out of her at force until my orgasm beckons me. With a grunt, I spill my load, momentarily free, holding myself deep inside.

She pulses around me, but I don’t hang around to ask her how that was for her. I tug myself out, standing back as she struggles to breathe, letting me know. Rather than tell her to leave, I dispose of the condom, tossing it into the bin, then I walk out of the room without so much as a look back.

Chapter Ten

DEAN

Idon’t know what’s worse. Living within the confines of my own head, fearing nothing but being alone. Or being free from some of my demons, having someone who loves me, yet fearing everything.

I’m on the precipice of having a life I never thought I deserved, yet I can’t help wondering if it was just me, none of this would matter. Our enemies believing we threatened them, who’d care? Going to prison, who’d miss me?

Now? It all matters. Every damn thing comes with a consequence. Every decision I make will have a repercussion.

My ride home is steady, given the shit news from Mollie. I haven’t seen her in almost eleven years. She and Travis were a thing a long time ago. Wild and crazy. When they split, it was the worst I’ve seen him. Judging how they picked up exactly where they left off, all tetchy and pissed off with each other, it’s really fucking clear shit still runs deep between them.

I smirk at the thought of Travis having lady troubles as I round the bend onto my street.

Had I hung around for the beer he offered before I left, I would have missed the headlights on Mads’ car turning off just as I straighten up. I pull up, dock my bike and kill the engine.

What the fuck? I said don’t wait up assuming she’d be homeby five, like usual.

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