Scoring Position (Daytona Fury #2)

36. Ace

THIRTY-SIX

ACE

“Is the blindfold really necessary?” I ask as Lark pulls me through the door of my apartment. My shoulder bumps into the frame, making me stagger, but she rights me with a hand on my forearm. “You know I’d literally follow you straight into hell with no questions asked. Whatever you have planned, I’m into it.”

She giggles, stopping. “I have some last-minute preparations to make, and I don’t want you to see anything until it’s all ready. Stand here.” I listen as she walks away, the unmistakable clicking noise of a lighter being ignited filling the air around us. The sound of fabric rustling across the room catches my attention next, and I throw up a silent prayer that she’s doing what I think she’s doing. The thought of Lark’s naked body makes my cock thicken behind my zipper, precum already beginning to moisten the inside of my briefs as I wait for her to tell me what to do next.

“Okay,” she says. “Take it off.”

Not having to be told twice, I reach up, tearing the black silk blindfold from my eyes and seeing a sight I’m sure I’ll be jerking off to years from now when I’m away.

Lark stands there, completely naked, illuminated only by several candles flickering wildly around the room. The light bounces off her flawless skin, and I have to bite my fist to stifle a groan. Moving my eyes around more, I notice a plush, white blanket laid out on the floor. But it’s not just white.

“Is this for real?” I ask, laughing as I step closer. Sure enough, colored dots are printed across it, with the words Naked Twister in big, red letters running along the top. “Where did you even find this?”

She shrugs, smiling coyly. “The internet has everything. What do you say, Mathers? Wanna play?”

“Fuck yeah, I do,” I reply, removing my clothes as fast as I can and hustling over to the opposite side of the blanket. She chuckles at my impatience, holding up her phone and showing me as she opens the same spinner app we used the last time we played.

“You’re going down this time,” she says, lifting her chin with confidence.

“With pleasure, Sweets,” I reply with a wink, my gaze dipping down between her luscious thighs. I can faintly smell her arousal from here, and I know as soon as her pussy is close enough to my mouth, I’ll be lapping it up. Resisting isn’t even an option.

“Player one. Right foot, green,” the robotic voice says, and Lark steps onto the colored dot in front of her. She looks up at me, pushing a strand of golden hair behind her ear as we wait the fifteen seconds for my turn.

“Player two. Right foot, blue.” Never breaking eye contact, I step in, skipping a few spots to close the distance between us and settling my foot on the blue circle. Sexual tension is already filling the room, and I can’t stop my dick from becoming harder as I stare at her mouthwatering curves. I want to say fuck it and drop to the floor, pulling her down with me so I can fuck her until she passes out, but I’m dying to see how this ends. Will I find my way on top of her like I did last time, or will she have control? Either way is good with me—and goddamn, I’m ready for it.

“Player one. Right hand, yellow,” the app instructs. Lark bends at the knees, pressing her hand onto the yellow dot near my foot as we wait for the next spin.

“Player two. Left foot, yellow.” A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth as I step onto the blanket, positioning myself so my hard cock is right in front of her face. Her eyes lock onto it as clear liquid leaks from the head, biting her bottom lip and sliding her gaze up to mine.

“I know you want it,” I mock. “Go ahead and have a taste.” I’m just goading her, so I’m caught off guard when she leans forward, swiping her hot, wet tongue across my tip quickly before pulling back.

“Fuck,” I whisper, gritting my teeth so I don’t grab her by the hair and shove my entire length down her throat. I want her so bad, it’s fucking killing me.

“Player one. Left foot red.” She slides her leg out, stretching across the mat, and I try to ignore the scent of her cunt as it permeates the air around us.

“Player two. Right hand, blue.” I bend down, settling on the blue circle in front of my foot. It brings our faces so close together that every exhale puffs against my mouth as she breathes. Leaning forward, I trail my nose along her neck, a quiet moan tumbling from her lips as goosebumps rise in my wake.

“Give up, Sweets,” I say against her ear. “I promise I’ll make it worth the loss.”

“Player one. Left hand, red.”

“Not a chance,” she replies, reaching out and planting herself on the spot that’s most comfortable. The way she shifted her position has her head lower while her ass sticks up in the air next to where I’m bent down. My intrusive thoughts are raging inside me, sweat beading at the back of my neck as I become more worked up by the second. I catalog her gorgeous curves, waiting what feels like forever for the next instruction, until I finally snap, unable to take it anymore.

“Fuck this,” I say, kneeling down on the blanket and gripping her hips, turning her so she’s on all fours in front of me. She swipes her phone from where it lies on the floor beside us, cutting off the spinner just as it announces the next turn. She tosses it aside, squealing loudly as I yank her back, diving my face into her wide-open pussy.

“Ace!” she gasps, pushing into me as I feast like a starving man. I feel wild and unhinged as her juices run into my mouth, the noises ripping from my chest sounding like an animal devouring his prey. Flattening my tongue, I start at her clit, dragging it upward until I’m pressed firmly to her asshole.

“Oh my God,” she breathes, spurring me on as I pull back and spit onto it, rubbing in small circles with my thumb as the muscles clench under my touch.

“Is this okay?” I ask, barely restraining myself even though I know I have to. With my size, I’ll likely never be able to fuck her here, but I can still make her see stars in other ways. I know how good it feels—now it’s her turn.

“So okay,” she replies, dropping to her elbows as her back arches. She’s so fucking sexy, I can’t even see straight as I push inside slowly, meeting resistance as I breach the tight entrance.

“Relax for me, baby. Take a deep breath and let me in.” I add pressure again as she exhales, sliding inside her to the first knuckle. She moans quietly, and I lean down, pressing a kiss to her full ass cheek while I sink in even further.

“Good girl,” I praise, stilling so she can adjust. “You’re doing great. I wish I could see your face right now.”

“You can,” she breathes, eagerly flipping around and lying back on the blanket as I settle on top of her. Pulling her leg over my shoulder, I lean down on one elbow before snaking my free hand under her ass. I enter her again carefully, this time with my middle finger. She’s still wet from my mouth, allowing me to slide in easily as she moans in pleasure. My cock is impossibly hard between us, and when she shifts her hips, the head nudges against her pussy.

“You want me to fill you all the way up?” I ask. “Finger in your ass, fat cock in your cunt. Can you handle it?”

“Please,” she whimpers, the desperation in her tone spurring me on as I thrust forward slowly, pushing inside with all the restraint I have left in me so I don’t hurt her. I can feel how swollen her walls are already, and she clenches against my finger as I begin rocking my hips into her.

“Look at you,” I say, taking in her lust-filled expression. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes flutter closed, telling me she loves the way this feels. “You’re a fucking vision when you’re filled to the brim. Kiss me. I want to be in all your holes at once.”

Her eyes shoot open, and she wraps her fingers around the back of my neck, yanking me down until my mouth is pressed to hers. She parts her lips, letting me plunge my tongue inside, and her satisfied moan vibrates against my chest as I begin fucking into her. It only takes a minute or two before I feel her tighten around me, her impending orgasm threatening to take us both under as it speeds toward us.

“Come on my cock, Sweets,” I say, timing the thrusts of my hips and finger so she’s getting as much of me as I can give. She clamps down, the leg on my shoulder shaking uncontrollably as she falls over the edge with a loud scream. I grit my teeth, doing everything I can to stave off my own climax as she rides it out, slowing only when I know she’s on her way back down to earth.

Sitting back on my heels, I kiss the inside of her calf, pulling my finger from her slowly and lowering her foot to the floor. Her entire body is trembling with aftershocks, so I give us both a few seconds to regroup, rubbing soft circles along her thighs with the pads of my thumbs.

“I’ll never get over how pretty you come,” I tell her as she gasps for air. “Do you want to keep going?”

“Mhmm,” she hums. “I want to ride you.” I bark a laugh, because best idea ever , before circling my arms around her waist and rolling us so she’s straddling me.

“I’m all yours,” I say with a grin, clasping my fingers behind my head and giving her free rein to do whatever she wants. She leans forward, her tits pressing into my bare chest as she reaches back and takes my length in her hand before lowering down. It doesn’t matter the position or the angle—every time her body swallows me feels better than the last. I’ll never get enough of it.

She starts slow, grinding her clit into my pelvic bone as she moans quietly, building herself up. I watch from below while she rides me like a pornstar, her pussy closing in on my cock with every snap of her hips. Reaching back, she rests her palms on my thighs, so I slide my thumb under the swollen bundle of nerves and rub while she takes what she needs.

“Your cunt is so stretched,” I tell her, looking down to where she’s hugging my shaft, her arousal glistening in the candlelight every time she pulls back. “So fucking gorgeous.”

“I love you,” she says on a breathy moan, her movements becoming jerky and uncontrolled as she chases her release.

“I love you too, baby,” I reply. “Do you want me to take over?” She’s clearly struggling, involuntary tremors racking her limbs as she attempts to keep a steady pace.

“Please,” she whimpers, falling forward when she’s unable to hold herself up any longer. I reach down, palming her ass with both hands and fucking up into her. The sound of my balls slapping against her wet, sensitive skin fills the room, only to be drowned out by her moans and my growls as I give her everything I have left in me. Her fingers curl around the blanket and a strangled gasp falls from her lips, her pussy gripping my length like a vise as she comes around me for the second time.

“That’s my girl,” I praise. “Now stay still while I fuck you full of my cum.” She whines, definitely from the overstimulation, but I’m so close that I can’t find it in me to slow down. “I know, baby. I know it hurts,” I grit out. “I just need to fill you.”

With my feet planted on the floor and my knees spread wide, I buck up relentlessly, bouncing her like a brainless doll as I approach the edge. Electricity starts deep in my core, flowing through me until my muscles are wound so tight I feel like I could shatter at any moment. And that’s exactly what happens when she turns her head, licking a hot line from the base of my neck up to my ear.

“Fuck!” I shout, my entire body seizing as I unload, shooting the thick, warm liquid deep inside her. It goes on forever, until she’s so full she couldn’t possibly take another drop. Slowing my hips, I make sure I’m completely spent before sinking back into the soft fabric and hugging her into my chest. Our hearts beat wildly as we attempt to catch our breath, and we revel in post-nut bliss until I feel her giggle weakly against my ear.

“What’s so funny?” I croak, turning my head and peeling one eye open to look at her.

A lazy smile blooms across her face. “I won.”

I chuckle, kissing the tip of her nose. “Yeah, you did,” I agree. “But we’re definitely washing this blanket and putting it on the bed so I can have a rematch.”

She scoffs playfully. “ You can wash it. I’m going to need at least two hours of being a couch potato before we do that again.”

“Whatever you want, Sweets,” I reply, nuzzling into her neck. “Always.”