Cocky Striker - Evan Grace Page 0,38

my own skin. The way he looks at me makes my nipples hard and my belly to quiver.

Chance lowers his head, sucking one nipple into his hot mouth. My back arches, and I moan because it feels so freaking good. He switches sides, giving the other nipple the same treatment.

He kisses down my stomach, and my heart starts to race. He reaches the waistband of my gray knit shorts and pulls them off along with my panties. Chance stares down between my legs, and I don’t miss the hungry look in his eyes.

“I’m gonna eat your pussy,” he whispers hoarsely.

The moment his tongue licks my hot flesh, I fist his hair in my hands and cry out. He moans and then sucks my clit into his mouth. I plant my feet on the mattress, grinding my pussy against his mouth.

Chance reaches up with his right hand, pinching my nipple. He fingers me with the other as I hurtle toward an orgasm. The moment he touches the spot deep inside me, I come so hard I see stars.

He licks me until the aftershocks ebb and then kisses his way up my body. His kiss tastes like me, making my belly quiver. I reach between us and palm his cock through his shorts.

“Make love to me,” I whisper.

“Are you sure you’re ready for it?” He thrusts against my hand. “We can stop right now.”

“I’m sure. I promise.”

He reaches out, and I hear a drawer open. I watch as he climbs off of the bed and pushes his shorts down. If I thought he was gorgeous fully clothed, naked he’s a work of art. I’m in awe of his beauty, feeling like a hideous monster as I take in every tanned, lean muscled inch of him. His cock is exceptionally perfect, hard and pointing straight up.

With quick hands he tears open the foil packet and sheaths himself. He crawls onto the bed between my legs. “I promise, baby. You tell me to stop, and we’ll stop.”

I take a deep breath and then hold out my arms to him. “I don’t want you to stop.”

Chance leans down, kissing me, and then rubs the head of his cock against my opening. When he finally starts working his way inside of me, it hurts a little, but only because it’s been so long. I’m absolutely wet enough.

I relax as best I can as he works himself inside me. “Fuck, you’re tight. Am I hurting you?”

“N-no. Please don’t stop.”

He pulls almost all the way and thrusts forward; he buries himself to the hilt inside me, both of us crying out. Chance’s breath leaves him in pants as he stills his movements.

I feel stretched to the max, and it no longer hurts. He’s so big I can feel him twitch inside of me. Again, he pulls out and thrusts forward. Over and over he fucks me. Chance leans down and kisses me as he grabs my leg and hoists it up over his hip. I swear he sinks deeper inside me.

“Being inside you feels like heaven,” he says against my lips. He reaches between us and rubs my clit. “Are you going to come for me?”

“Oh God yes. Yes, yesss.” My orgasm comes so fast and hard, I swear I’m flying.

“Shit, fuck.” He grunts before slamming into me, over and over until he buries himself deep inside me and comes with a shudder.

Chance buries his face in my neck and then kisses my sweaty skin. I wrap my arms around him and kiss the top of his head. He pulls out of me, and I whimper at the loss of him.

“Let me go get rid of this.” He signals to the condom.

I watch Chance climb out of bed and admire his gorgeous backside as he disappears into the bathroom. Outside the sun is starting to set, bathing most of his apartment in darkness.

The toilet flushes, and then the sink turns on and off. He crawls into bed with me and pulls me into his arms. I wrap my arm around his waist. “That wasn’t why I came here. I don’t want you thinking I was using you or something. I really wanted to see you.”

“I know you didn’t. This was bound to happen between us eventually.” I look up at him and smile because his statement is true.

“Classes start back up tomorrow.” Don’t get me wrong because I love school, but I’ve had the best week ever. Of course, that was until my daughter went back with my