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Closing my eyes, my mind immediately imagines a curvy special someone kneeling before me. My hand wrapping around her long black hair.
Her eyes look up at me as I look down at her, my cock disappearing in her mouth. Tears form in her eyes as I push toward the back of her throat. She hums around my cock.
I hold her head still as I savagely fuck her face. Her hand reaches down between her legs as she plays with her wet pussy.
Fuck, I can see it so clearly. My entire body is humming at the thought. She would look fucking beautiful chocking on my cock.
And that’s all it takes to tip me right over the fucking edge.
“Holy shit, I’m gonna come.” My hands grip her head as I hold her still and thrust hard into her mouth. I look down and see Ella’s tears running down her face and her hands pushing against my legs.
Her protests and muffled noises do nothing more than egg me on to keep going.
She wanted this dick, and she’s going to fucking take it.
I watch as her makeup runs down her face, and I can feel that tingling in my spine. Her fingers sink into my skin and that’s when I explode.
I shove myself down her throat and hold it there as my cock jerks in her mouth. I let out a series of half-said obscenities as my cock releases down her throat.
The sounds of her trying to breathe and gurgle against my dick make my few seconds of heaven last a few seconds longer. When I finally come down, I pull my cock out of her mouth and step back to look at the mess in front of me.
“You need to learn how to deep throat a cock better,” I say as I tuck myself back into my pants. “That or wear waterproof shit on that face of yours.”
“Fuck you, Seven. You didn’t have to be so rough,” Ella sneers as she wipes the tears away.
“You didn’t have to be such a whore. You know what you get with me. And you apparently love it or you wouldn’t be such a slut for my dick. Thanks for the nut.” I turn toward the door, and she huffs.
“What about me?” Ella whines.
“Ah, well, I’m sure you can find some willing drunk person to fuck you. But I’m not really in the mood anymore, since, well, I got my dick sucked. Oh, and you have a little bit of smudge here.”
I point to my cheek and smile. Am I an asshole or what?
Turning toward the door, I head out, ignoring her ranting and yelling. I head over to the table and grin at the guys, with the other girls sitting on their laps.
“Where’s Ella?” Monica yells over the music.
I shrug and point to the hall I just came from. I laugh when the girls get up in search of her.
“Did you just leave her in there?” Dekker asks with a snort, staring back toward where the girls disappeared.
“Yes, I did. She’s a decent suck, but I really didn’t feel like hearing her constant moaning. It’s like nails on a chalkboard.” I shiver.
“They all do that fake porn shit. It is really annoying,”
Xayden agrees. “But they have their positives.”
“Warm hole,” Dekker jumps in.
“Exactly.” Xayden nods and points his beer toward our friend. “And there are plenty of warm holes on this campus.”
I let out a sigh and silently agree.
The band continues to play on stage, the people around us laughing and having a grand old time. But my mind wanders to a certain someone who has suddenly appeared in our lives.
Looking over at Xayden, I can see he is lost in thought. And understandably so. His life has kinda been thrown upside down with the surprise wedding that his dad had. One he wasn’t even invited to.
Now he has a stepmom and stepsister. It’s a lot in a short period of time. And I get how he’s feeling.