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the
same time. A little sinner. My little sinner.
I stripped down to my boxers and slid under the duvet
behind her, my arms immediately embracing her tight frame and pulling her into
the contours of my hard body… my growing hard body.
Fuck, not now.
I couldn’t help myself. One touch and my dick reacted and
begged for action where Spirit was concerned.
“Not now, big guy” I whispered as I lowered my hand to
the button on Spirit’s jean skirt and popped it, pushing the denim down her
body until it slipped over her tiny feet and dropped off the bottom of the bed
onto the floor, leaving her in skimpy little knickers and a short t-shirt.
That was better; I could feel her softness and I groaned
quietly as she snuggled into me, the roundness of her pert lace covered little
bottom rubbing against my cock and triggering a swift bite to my bottom lip to
hold back the urge to just slide into her heat; feel her moist warmth around
me, sheathing me tightly and driving me wild with the friction of her soft pussy.
“Fuck!” I hissed when Spirit twitched and my dick slipped
into the crack of her ass.
Oh Jesus Christ.
Maybe this hadn’t been a good idea and I closed my eyes
as I spread my palm over the curve of her stomach and pulled her closer.
“Oh, honey” I breathed as I nudged closer and rubbed the
tip of my nose on the soft rise of skin behind her ear. “You smell so good… so
fucking sweet.”
“Mmmm” she mumbled and rocked her hips slightly causing a
rub on my foreskin.
Fuck, she carried on like this and I was gonna come in
the crevice of her luscious arse.
My chest twinged and a slight tightness settled in my
lower gut. My blood was literally throbbing and my brain sizzled under the
electric current of my hunger, a hankering and a yearning for something,
someone that also scared the fuck out of me. I was terrified at what I felt and
the agonised feeling of betrayal tormented my soul.
“Chase, make me yours Chase, I need to be yours.
Always yours.”
“You’ll always be mine, baby, always.” I whispered to the
room as I released my hold on Spirit. Sliding out of bed, I climbed into the
chair in the corner of the room, pulling the throw from the back of it and
covered my shivering body now I had lost Spirit’s warmth. “I’ll never let you
go, Shona. I promise, baby.”
Chapter 8
spirit
My head pounded and my face throbbed.
Bloody fuck!
I felt like the whole of River’s Ink had crawled into my
body and practised their latest song on my organs.
“Oh God!” I mumbled as I swung my legs out of bed and
flattened my feet on the thick carpet, curling my toes into the soft pile to
take the attention off my head.
I was gonna have to cut out the coke. This was too much.
Why the hell I ached all over, I had no idea but if it felt like this then it
wasn’t worth it. The Jack would do.
I squinted against the light in the room as I peeled my
eyes open and my brows rose into my hairline as my eyes settled on the hot,
very hot, body slumped in my chair.
What the hell was Bulk doing here?
My jaw dropped as my eyes perused every inch of the firm
chest on display.
Holy nun’s knickers, he was fucking edible and my tongue
swept over my bottom lip to mop up the drool as my belly ached in a primal
want.
My breathing deepened as my gaze lowered over his tight
abs and the sprinkling of pubic hair trailing up to his belly button from beyond
the depths of his boxers.
“Sweet Jesus” I breathed as I leaned over and settled my
palms on the floor, dropping quietly onto all fours as I crept across the
carpet towards the tempting magnetism drawing me in.
I came to a stop at his feet and moved the throw which
had pooled around his ankles, then gently placed a palm over his shin. His skin
tingled beneath me and I swallowed as my body throbbed with a need so wanton
and extreme I felt dizzy.
I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, not after the way he
had pushed me away yesterday, but my longing
same time. A little sinner. My little sinner.
I stripped down to my boxers and slid under the duvet
behind her, my arms immediately embracing her tight frame and pulling her into
the contours of my hard body… my growing hard body.
Fuck, not now.
I couldn’t help myself. One touch and my dick reacted and
begged for action where Spirit was concerned.
“Not now, big guy” I whispered as I lowered my hand to
the button on Spirit’s jean skirt and popped it, pushing the denim down her
body until it slipped over her tiny feet and dropped off the bottom of the bed
onto the floor, leaving her in skimpy little knickers and a short t-shirt.
That was better; I could feel her softness and I groaned
quietly as she snuggled into me, the roundness of her pert lace covered little
bottom rubbing against my cock and triggering a swift bite to my bottom lip to
hold back the urge to just slide into her heat; feel her moist warmth around
me, sheathing me tightly and driving me wild with the friction of her soft pussy.
“Fuck!” I hissed when Spirit twitched and my dick slipped
into the crack of her ass.
Oh Jesus Christ.
Maybe this hadn’t been a good idea and I closed my eyes
as I spread my palm over the curve of her stomach and pulled her closer.
“Oh, honey” I breathed as I nudged closer and rubbed the
tip of my nose on the soft rise of skin behind her ear. “You smell so good… so
fucking sweet.”
“Mmmm” she mumbled and rocked her hips slightly causing a
rub on my foreskin.
Fuck, she carried on like this and I was gonna come in
the crevice of her luscious arse.
My chest twinged and a slight tightness settled in my
lower gut. My blood was literally throbbing and my brain sizzled under the
electric current of my hunger, a hankering and a yearning for something,
someone that also scared the fuck out of me. I was terrified at what I felt and
the agonised feeling of betrayal tormented my soul.
“Chase, make me yours Chase, I need to be yours.
Always yours.”
“You’ll always be mine, baby, always.” I whispered to the
room as I released my hold on Spirit. Sliding out of bed, I climbed into the
chair in the corner of the room, pulling the throw from the back of it and
covered my shivering body now I had lost Spirit’s warmth. “I’ll never let you
go, Shona. I promise, baby.”
Chapter 8
spirit
My head pounded and my face throbbed.
Bloody fuck!
I felt like the whole of River’s Ink had crawled into my
body and practised their latest song on my organs.
“Oh God!” I mumbled as I swung my legs out of bed and
flattened my feet on the thick carpet, curling my toes into the soft pile to
take the attention off my head.
I was gonna have to cut out the coke. This was too much.
Why the hell I ached all over, I had no idea but if it felt like this then it
wasn’t worth it. The Jack would do.
I squinted against the light in the room as I peeled my
eyes open and my brows rose into my hairline as my eyes settled on the hot,
very hot, body slumped in my chair.
What the hell was Bulk doing here?
My jaw dropped as my eyes perused every inch of the firm
chest on display.
Holy nun’s knickers, he was fucking edible and my tongue
swept over my bottom lip to mop up the drool as my belly ached in a primal
want.
My breathing deepened as my gaze lowered over his tight
abs and the sprinkling of pubic hair trailing up to his belly button from beyond
the depths of his boxers.
“Sweet Jesus” I breathed as I leaned over and settled my
palms on the floor, dropping quietly onto all fours as I crept across the
carpet towards the tempting magnetism drawing me in.
I came to a stop at his feet and moved the throw which
had pooled around his ankles, then gently placed a palm over his shin. His skin
tingled beneath me and I swallowed as my body throbbed with a need so wanton
and extreme I felt dizzy.
I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, not after the way he
had pushed me away yesterday, but my longing
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