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Scott— One thing leads to another pt 3
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"...amazing you still have a job," Kenny said as Scott entered the kitchen. I didn't catch the rest of it because my brain stopped working for a moment there when I saw Scott enter the room."Good morning to you too, Ken," said Scott, stifling a yawn. "Yes, I called work and told them I had an emergency. It's all good."Yup, the emergency being getting me off. Scott's gaze fell on me. He looked tired. Did he have trouble sleeping too last night? All I could see when I looked at him now was him between my legs doing unspeakable things to me in the gentlest way any man had ever treated me. He was the perfect combination of gentle and assertive, making the experience surprisingly hot. No, stop thinking that. I looked away from Scott and gulped. Calm down, calm down, I chanted to myself. "Good morning, Stace," said Scott, briefly laying his hand on my shoulder in passing.I reflexively shrugged my shoulder out of his grasp, then cringed. A little too late to run from his touch now. A l
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And that was when I knew exactly what I wanted. I didn't want to get past anything. I wanted more. "Sure," I said anyway, watching him enter the room. I was undressing him with my eyes, so I looked down. He sat down on the bed, gingerly getting in next to me. "You sure this is okay?" he asked, turning his head to me. The last time he asked me that, I let him stick it to me. Fuck, my head was dirty. "Yup. Totally fine," I said, his scent now hitting my nostrils harder. What would he think if I told him I was wet for him? And getting more so by the second. Like the first night, he turned his back on me. "Goodnight, Stace," he said, turning the lamp on his side off. I licked my lips, rubbing my thighs together to create friction."Goodnight Scottie," I said, willing myself to fall asleep. When we woke up the next morning, I was wrapped tightly in his arms. I almost jumped out of my skin when I realized that he was already awake. He was watching me sleep."Going to tell me why it
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"Hell, Stace," he said, breathing hard, as I dropped to my knees. He watched me intently as I pulled the towel apart and let it drop. "I thought you were mad at me," he said, his head falling back against the door as I licked the tip of his dick. "I will be if you don't fuck me silly," I said, feeding inch after inch into my mouth. He stood there helplessly, watching me suck his dick. "This is such a bad idea," he said, but he was already wrapping my hair around his fingers and turning it into a fist. "Shit that feels so good though," he said, guiding my head up and down his shaft. This was not the Scott who took me to bed just a few days ago. He was rough and demanding, taking an active role in fucking my face. "Do you know how hard it is to concentrate on anything when I see you everywhere?" he almost yelled at me, holding my head in place as he forced his dick down my throat. "I think about how I should have fucked you while you were on your hands and knees. That's why we bar
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Chinese is here," said Kenny, setting the food down on the table. Scott and I reached for the bag at the same time. My hand brushed up against his and we looked at each other. "Hey Stacy, I forgot to tell you. There's a bachelor apartment available two floors up, in case you're interested. You and Scott must be falling all over each other in his room," said Kenny, reaching for the bag when neither Scott nor I moved to open it. "You have no idea," I mumbled under my breath. Scott heard me and I watched him suppress a grin. "What was that?" Kenny asked, offering everyone their food."Don't be ridiculous. Couples should live together. I'm sure they're making it work," said Marlene, raising her chopsticks to an oblivious Kenny's mouth. Did she just lowkey ask him to move in together after dating for only a month? Not sure if I respected that or was suddenly wary of this chick. Then again, how was I any better? I moved in with a guy who takes me out all the time, just the two of us, b
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"No," said Kenny, looking at Scott and I.By now I was leaning against Scott and he was kissing my forehead. "No, because I would know. I live with them," said Kenny, trying to laugh it off. "They're not—" Kenny turned to Marlene, seeking confirmation. She nodded her head at him. Then he turned back to us, bewildered, seeking confirmation once again. "See you at home, Ken," said Scott, taking my hand and rushing me out of the restaurant. We made it out into the parking lot and back to the car without a word passing between us. Scott opened the door of the backseat and finally said, "Get in."The tension of the questions I had asked him lingered between us. I felt too much like crying to argue and just went with it. He got in next to me and closed the door. "You're not moving out," he said pointedly. "Why the hell not?" I asked. "I came to New York for a normal life. What we're doing isn't normal, Scott.""I'm going to sound like an asshole, but I don't want you to be my girlfrien
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I stopped by a street vendor on my way home to pick up a bouquet of Water Lilies, her favorite flowers. Excitement and anticipation flooded my senses, the world seeming brighter and more colorful. I was in such a hurry to get to her that when I finally made it to our apartment building, I took the stairs two at a time to get to our floor faster. "I'm home. Kenny says hi," I called out, my voice dying in my throat as I stepped through the door. At my feet was the start of a trail of rose petals, leading through the kitchen and into the living room. I followed it with a stupid smile on my face. The living room was flooded with burning candles. There, in the middle of it all, stood my girl in nothing but a black two piece lingerie set. "Happy six months," she said, her hands behind her back, her tell that she was nervous. "My life rocks," I said, running my fingers through my hair as I made my way to her, flowers in hand. She let out a string of giggles. "You like?" she asked, accep
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"That was a good day," she said, smiling serenely. "You know it's love when you let someone bury you in the sand. One of us clearly loves the other more," I said with a snort. "I don't know what you're complaining about. So I didn't let you bury me in the sand. I let you fuck me in a cave after we went swimming. Way better," she said with a grin. "We both know that was to satisfy your selfish, horny pussy, baby. Once your mouth was on mine, you got so horny I was convinced I'd fuck you in the sea," I said, making her blush. "I hope you're happy. Now you'll never get to say you fucked me in the sea," she said with the cutest little pout. "Unlike you, I don't talk about how we fuck unless it's with you," I admonished her for what I stumbled on this afternoon. "You're such a bad girl. What dirty secrets would you have told them if I hadn't come to your defense?" She probably wouldn't find this very sexy, so I didn't tell her I would never risk her getting an infection ju
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Do you like it up the ass? How often does it go up there?" a conservative Marlene asked me, looking at me with curiosity more than anything else. "Marlene," I said with a gasp, shocked at her questions just the same. I was not telling them I took it up the ass for three weeks straight because he found me with a vibrator in my pussy. "Those are really good questions. Way to go Marlene. But the real question is does it hurt to sit because he fucked your pussy raw or your ass?" Tessa asked. They all stilled for this question, watching me with probing eyes. I cleared my throat, took a deep breath and said, "My boyfriend told me—" "You're not going to do that thing where you quote him word for word, are you?" Marlene asked, now starting to get on my nerves with how bold she suddenly was. "Let her. I'm dying to know what gets her to spread her legs so much," said Tony, urging me to continue. Doing my best Scott impression, I quoted part of one of his many speeches to
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Just like that, we were back to his rules, his way. From what I saw earlier though, I didn't think he minded either way so long as he got pussy. "I want, fuck. You know what I want," I said, forcing my pussy back on his dick. "So greedy. Ask nicely first. Do it quickly or you're taking it up the ass right here, right now," he said, but a few inches of his dick remained lodged in my pussy. "You're an asshole, but you're my asshole," I said, daring to defy him, forcing my pussy down more of his dick. He drove the rest of his dick into me himself, rubbing my clit while he watched my face as I took his dick into my pussy. "Don't you forget it. I'd do anything for you," he said, before he pulled back and fucked into me again. As promised, he promptly fucked me, rough and fast, filling my pussy up with come within minutes before he said, "Now get the fuck out." "I could stay. Actually help this time. I could go to the gallery with you to—" I argued, having taken the day
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With an easy smile, I lowered my pussy onto his dick. His eyes were glued to my pussy sinking down on his dick as I planted my feet firmly on the bed, squatting on his dick. "Fuck yes," I sighed, content at having him inside me. "My pussy missed your dick so much."Last night was amazing as always, but I needed more. Playing by my rules instead of his for a change felt liberating."So much better," he sighed. "Stop fucking around and fuck me," he ordered, despite being in no position to give orders. You know I'll give you anything you want even now, don't you baby? As I started moving up and down his dick, his eyes remained glued to watching my pussy move on his dick. "You're drooling baby," I teased him with a smug smile. "The real thing is just so much better than a photo," he said with a groan. "Let me see you rub your pretty pussy for me, baby." One of my hands landed on his thigh as I leaned back, sli
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This information was in the back of my head too, but when he asked me to do something to his dick, I couldn't stop myself. I felt his eyes on me as I sucked him off. My hand slid down my pants to rub my pussy. "Don't," he warned me. "You won't have me cuffed to this bed forever. Don't fucking piss me off." "You can do whatever you want to your clit. Your words, not mine, Scottie," I said, dragging my mouth off his dick just long enough to say this to him before I went back to sucking. "Let me see that it's just your clit then," he said, frustration oozing out of every word. I climbed over his leg, moving so that I was on all fours, bent over his dick. Then I pulled my pants and panties down to my thighs and started rubbing my pussy. He stared at me lustfully, watching me, pulling at the handcuffs again. "Fuck," he said with a groan. "Baby—" "I'm not putting my pussy and ass in your face. This is all you're getting
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Good whore," he murmured, laboured breaths coming out of him, sounding way too satisfied for my liking. "Don't you dare come," I said, yanking his hand off his dick and snapping one of the cuffs around his wrist before slapping the other around the bedpost. "Not until we've had a little chat. Once was bad enough," I growled at my defenseless, sleeping boyfriend. By the time I had the second pair around his other wrist, he was stirring. Groggy, half open eyes stared at me as I slapped the last cuff on the second bedpost. "Stace? What's happening?" his husky voice asked. "You tell me Scottie. This is getting ready for the exhibition?" I asked, a little high on power already as I threw the envelope containing the nudes at him. Realization came over him and he was alert within seconds, trying to sit up. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I trailed my finger up his hard dick. "I was getting ready for the exhibit
