Chapter 22 #2
His lips drag down my jaw, teeth nipping at my skin as he trails down to my collar bone.
Running his tongue across my hot skin, his hand that was curled around my hip teases a little lower, pressing against my stomach and I tilt my hips towards him.
His mouth lifts from my chest, his eyes level with mine as his hand skims between my legs, fingers circling my clit through the soft material of my shorts.
“I don’t make empty threats, Ace, only promises.” His hand drops from my throat, and his greedy hands tug at my vest. Lifting it around my neck, his hot mouth locks around my nipples, his tongue swirling and sucking it into his mouth.
A moan slips from me, and I know that I won’t last long. Rotating my hips, I am desperate for more.
“Fuck it,” he groans.
I feel his smile against my skin. His green eyes flick to mine and I whimper, my chest rising and falling as he drags his lips down my sternum and across my stomach.
Lifting his fingers from my clit, his mouth presses against my pussy.
His tongue laps at my covered clit and I gasp at seeing him there.
Seeing him where I have wanted him for so long.
My pussy aches, my clit throbbing as I grind myself on his mouth and he chuckles. His fingers slip into the waistband of my shorts, tugging them down and exposing me. He kneels, pulling the fabric from my ankles and discarding it to the floor.
“You look so fucking pretty.” His voice is low as he looks at me, eyes focusing on my pussy. “All needy and wet.” He licks his lips, his large hands gripping onto my inner thighs as he widens my legs. A devilish smirk crosses his lips and a shiver blankets me.
He is still fully dressed in a tee and grey jogging bottoms, and I can see the silhouette of his cock, a wet patch showing just how turned on he is. Then there is me, looking all desperate, my cropped vest around my neck, full tits on show and my pussy at his disposal.
“Now, can you be quiet? Nora is just outside working. I told her we were coming to work on something… but my only agenda is making you cum on my tongue, my fingers, and my cock.”
I clench my pussy and he grins. My eyes lock with his and I nod.
“Good girl,” he whispers, before slowly lowering himself between my legs. His tongue teases my clit and my fingers curl into the bedsheet beneath me.
“Fuck.” He growls, his tongue darting out again and swiping against my clit, his fingers brushing my inner thigh, pressing against my opening, but not quite slipping in.
“Please,” I whimper, bucking my hips, desperate to have his mouth on me.
“There will be no other man going near my pussy, do you understand me?” He lifts his head for a moment, waiting for me to answer.
“Yes,” I say on an exhale.
“This is mine,” he whispers, lowering his head once more, kissing my pussy. “You.” He growls, his tongue swirling over my clit. “Are.” Another flick. “Mine.”
Two fingers push inside of me, his tongue flat against my clit. Gasping, my eyes lock on him, watching as he eats me. His fingers pump in and out, slick with my arousal, and I clench my pussy around them.
“Fuck.” My fingers tighten around the bedsheet, clinging on as he pushes me closer to my impending orgasm.
He moans, his head tilting slightly. His tongue presses against me, slow and torturous, fingers deep as they rub against my G-spot, coaxing me closer. I know I am going to free fall into him, giving him a part of me I can never get back.
“Give it to me, Ace. Cum for me, baby,” he whispers, my arousal on his lips. His eyes burn into mine, his fingers still fucking me and he is buried to the knuckle. “Make a mess all over my fingers.”
“Creed.” My voice trembles as his thumb brushes over my clit, those words taking me back to my moment of self-love.
“Fuck, my name sounds good falling from your lips.” He smirks, his hot breath over my clit. I grind my pussy onto his fingers. “Keep watching me, eyes on me.”
Lowering his mouth over me, he sucks my swollen clit into his mouth before his tongue is back on me, rubbing and my skin prickles. An overwhelming feeling swirls my stomach and my pussy aches with the need to cum.
“Oh God,” I moan.
Lifting my hand from the sheet, I curl my fingers into his hair, tugging at the root. It spurs him on as he eats my pussy. He is ravenous, making sure he hits every spot. His moans are erotic, and the way his fingers are fucking me, I can’t wait to have his cock inside of me.
Hissing when he nibbles my clit, he teases a third finger, and I tense.
“You can take it, baby. I need you to, otherwise I won’t be fitting inside of you, Ace,” he groans.
His tongue flicks just as he squeezes a third.
I can’t hold it off. The air is snatched from my lungs.
My head falls forward as I drag his eyes to mine, holding his face up but his tongue is still swirling over my clit, fingers buried deep inside of me.
My orgasm hits me like a freight train, claiming me as I come.
My legs tremble, my back arching from the bed and wetness pools between my legs whilst Creed grins like a cat who got the cream.
I am a panting mess and slowly, I uncurl my white knuckled fingers as I come down from the high he just put me on. He crawls up my body, his mouth on mine instantly and I can taste myself on his tongue as he swipes it past my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding onto him.
“I need you,” I whisper, breaking the kiss.
His eyes burn into mine, his forehead pressed against mine. “I’m all yours, Ace,” he whispers back.
I roll my lips, rubbing them together as I slowly release my arms from his neck. I trail them over his shoulders, running them down to his chest as I push him back.
He looks at me confused, his brows pinching and I smirk as I push onto my knees. I look at him, a twinkle in my eye. His teeth sink into his bottom lip as his eyes rake up and down my body.
Reaching forward, he traces his fingertips under the hem of my vest and slowly pulls it over my head, tossing it in the same place as my shorts.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he rasps as I climb onto his lap, my arms loose over his shoulder, my wet pussy grinding over him.
“Are you only mine?” I whisper, teasing my lips over his, head tipped back as his greens bounce between mine.
“Only yours,” he croaks as I kiss him, my tongue feather-like against his.
His large hands sit on my ribs, pressing them into my skin.
“Good.” I nip at his bottom lip then push him back so he is laying beneath me.
Crawling down his body, I push his tee up and sink my own teeth into my bottom lip as I marvel at his toned stomach.
A dusting of hair peeks out the waist band of his sweats and I clench my pussy.
Pressing my lips just above his navel, I trail them down softly, my fingers digging into the waistband of his trousers as I tug them down.
“Ace,” he rasps, eyes heavy.
“Stud.” I wink as his cock springs free, and I swallow down at the size of him.
“I don’t think you can handle it.”
I giggle, flicking my eyes to him. “I’ve had bigger.” That sparks a reaction from him.
A guttural growl vibrates through his core as he wraps his hand around the back of my head. The other curls around his thick, long cock, lining it up at my lips.
“Open wide, brat,” he groans.
I do as he asks, sliding him into my mouth and gagging as soon as he hits the back of my throat.
“I think you’re lying, Ana?s,” he says through gritted teeth, his hips lifting as I wrap my own fingers around him.
My eyes water but I don’t give up. I hollow my cheeks, bringing the tip of him to my lips.
Flicking my tongue across the tip then gliding it down the underside of him, I tease his balls.
My hand moves up and down his length, before I take him into my mouth, lowering myself. I gag again, and he chuckles.
“Fuck, I want to fuck your tight throat,” he groans, rolling his hips up.
My hair falls around me as saliva slips out the side of my mouth.I need to control myself.
Slow pumps meet my lips as I bring him to the tip, just teasing the head of him.
His fingers curl around my hair as he tugs me up then runs his thumb across my bottom lip.
I suck it into my mouth and his cock bobs.
“Get on the floor,” he barks, and I blink at him. “I want you on your knees, Ana?s.” His rasp has me following his command.
I am on my knees, sitting like a good girl on the carpeted floor. I watch as he rolls from the bed before he is in front of me. His hand gently moves to the back of my head, his fingers entwine, tugging my head back as he guides his cock into my mouth.
“Now, take all of me,” he groans, rolling his hips forward and I do.
I take him down just as he tilts my head back a little further. I watch as he clenches his jaw, his eyes alight, his lips pulling into a smirk. Slipping him in and out my mouth, he moans, his spare hand cupping under my chin as he guides me whilst I suck his cock.
“You’re such a good girl, Ace,” he praises me.
I squirm, and I can feel my wetness coating my inner thighs as he continues fucking my mouth and my throat. Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I pull him to the tip, flicking my tongue and I smirk up at him.
“Open your mouth, baby, I need to come,” he groans.
I keep my eyes on him, opening my mouth and flattening my tongue as he pleasures himself. With a heavy groan, he comes, spurting down the back of my throat. I take him into my mouth, swallowing him down and cleaning him up.
“Fuck,” he hisses just as I pull him out and wipe the corner of my mouth with my ring finger.
“Get on the bed, Ace. On all fours, now,” he growls and like the good girl I am, I do as my ex’s dad tells me, knowing full well he is about to ruin me for anyone else.