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Story: Trick Play (The Playbook #2)
She laughs lightly, and then a more serious look quickly replaces her smile. “Do you think enough time has passed that they could understand us being together?”
I contemplate that question, and my answer still remains the same. I don’t give a fuck, but in all reality, I’m not sure how they would feel about it.
“I think they treat us like adults more now, and I think with that they should be able to understand our connection.”
I feel her tense as a look of unease traces over her beautiful face. The storm is quiet right now, so I know it's from this conversation and not from Mother Nature.
“I don’t know, Cash...” she pauses, but I wait to respond, hoping there’s more.
“You don’t know how many nights I’ve laid awake, wondering if I made the right decision back then.
I’m still not sure, and I wish I could tell you without a shadow of a doubt that I don’t care what our parents say, but that wouldn’t be true. ”
I swallow thickly, not sure I’m liking where this conversation is headed, but also appreciating her honesty.
She gently traces her finger across my neck, and then runs them through the bottom strands of my hair. “But what I will say is, I’ve missed this so much. Missed you so much.”
My heart thuds against my chest at her admission. “I’ve missed you too, even when you were right in front of me, Bella.”
Bellamy stares at me for a moment, then she flips over, giving me her back. “Can you hold me for a little while longer?”
I place a kiss on the side of her head. “I’ll hold you for as long as you’ll let me.”
Surprise washes over me when I wake up in Bellamy’s room, the only light shining from her TV. A smile creeps onto my face at the reminder that I am holding the only girl I’ve ever loved for the first time after three years.
I have no clue how much time has passed, but I quickly realize what woke me up as Bellamy pushes her ass back into my very hard cock. As I press my hips into her, she lets out a small moan before turning in my arms.
She bites her lip, and I push a long strand of red hair behind her ear, wanting to see every inch of her beautiful face.
“I don’t expect anything from you but, damn, it’s been too long since I’ve kissed your lips.”
Her lips and body are pressing into mine within the next blink, making my breath catch and heart race. The taste of her, the feel of her softness, her warmth, her sweet moan as I hold her to me, it all has me feeling alive again.
Deepening our kiss, she feels even more like mine than I remember. Our bodies mold together perfectly, like the missing piece to each other's puzzle.
Last weekend was so hot, and getting to truly taste her for the first time was unreal, but this. This takes me back to that summer, the summer we poured our hearts and souls into each other. We created a bond that was unable to ever be truly broken.
Bellamy’s tongue swipes across mine, and my cock immediately hardens, grinding into her unconsciously.
She climbs on top of me, her long red hair falling around us like a curtain, our lips never disconnecting. With every second, the kiss gets more intense, more demanding. And I know without a doubt, she’s drenched under those tight little shorts she has on.
When she finally pulls back for air, she slides down the bed between my legs. “You got to taste me last week. It's my turn now,” she nearly pants and reaches for my gym shorts.
“Fuck,” I groan at the thought. “Can I see you while you do it?”
She smirks, ripping her shirt over her head and unclasping her bra within seconds.
“Fuck, I’ve thought of you like this so many times, Bella.”
Bellamy stays between my knees but pushes her spandex shorts down her legs, revealing her pink thong.
“I’ve fingered myself so many times to the fantasy of gagging around your thick cock,” she confesses like the vixen she is, pulling my shorts down. I lift up, helping her finish, and my length springs free.
She immediately dips her tongue to my cock, swirling around the head.
My hips buck off the bed, unable to control myself at the feel of her touching me like this for the first time.
Already so turned on from the sight of her and the anticipation of her mouth on me, pre-cum leaks from my tip and she licks her lips in appreciation. “Fuck, Cash,” she moans, rubbing her legs together.
And then she’s moving herself down more, straddling one of my legs in the process.
She takes my cock in her hand, dragging her lips under my balls and slowly licking through the center of them to the tip of my throbbing cock.
She repeats that over and over, sucking my balls into her mouth every few times.
Priming me, teasing me to the fullest and, fucking hell, it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.
With one hand on the bottom of my shaft, she pumps as her mouth works the top of me, up and down. She enthusiastically sucks my cock, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Her hand twists as her mouth slides over me, faster and faster. I’m so damn close, but I don’t want it to end.
“Fuck, Bella. Baby, you feel so good wrapped around me,” I moan, eyes rolling back before coming back to her. I need to see every second of this.
My words spur her on, and she subconsciously rubs her clit against my leg she’s straddling, moaning around me.
“I can feel how soaked you are, baby,” I say through a groan, and she slows, realizing what she’s doing, and a light blush takes over her face.
Reaching up, I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, wanting to see her green gaze on me. “Don’t stop. Do you think you can get off grinding that hot little body against me?”
She whimpers and takes me even deeper this time. Pushing my leg up into her wet pussy, I tell her, “Get off on me, baby. Let me hear you. I’m so close to coming down your throat, and I want you to drench my leg before I do.”
That’s all it takes for her embarrassment to fly out the window. Taking me deeper down her throat, she humps my leg like it’s my cock, moans vibrating around my length with every movement of her hips.
“Fuuuuck yes, I can’t wait to see you ride my cock like that, baby,” I groan, loving the way she’s using my body to chase her orgasm.
I feel her thighs tense around me as she starts to unravel.
Her mouth goes slack as her body shudders, and she takes my cock all the way to the back of her throat as she comes completely undone.
My own release barrels through me at the sight of her, shooting ropes of cum in her mouth that she swallows greedily as a guttural groan tears from my chest.
Out of breath, I say, “Bella, that was…”
“Unbelievable?” Giggling breathily, she smirks up at me, her head pressed against my stomach.
“Exactly,” I say, pulling her up to me and kissing her, tasting myself on her lips. “Can I stay the rest of the night?” I whisper into her hair.
“Please,” she says, curling herself into my side.
I push thoughts of Tori’s threats and Bellamy’s reservations about our parents to the very back of my mind and let myself enjoy this.
Her.
The only thing that really matters to me.
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