His Curvy Ex by Kristen Flowers

Author:Kristen Flowers [Flowers, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Sabastian

I hated myself the moment I pulled her in for a kiss. I’ve always prided myself at being a gentleman. Even when my teammates throw crazy parties, I always try to be on my best behavior. Especially when it comes to women.

Then I saw Christal—standing there with that cute smile of hers and those perfect curvy hips. Heat spooled up inside of me and something primal took over. I couldn’t help myself.

Apparently she couldn’t help herself either.

The second she unbuttons my jeans I can’t breathe. I hear the sound of my zipper and a moment later she’s stuffing her hand inside my pants. I reach back between her legs and start working her with my fingers, thrusting them in and out. Fuck. She’s so damn wet. Feeling her like this makes me so hard it hurts. I can still taste her scent on my tongue.

“Fuck..yes!” She groans, grabbing my wrist with her hand as her other pushes my boxers aside. Her hand wraps around my cock and practically yanks it out. She looks up at me with a knowing smirk as her tongue darts across her lips. She gives me a few hard jerks and my hips thrust forward. She smiles as she watches my cock work in and out of her hand for a moment. Every time my thumb brushes across her clit, her leg jolts. I love making her squirm and pant and moan.

“I want you.” She says, letting go of my cock and pointing over to a small couch on the far side of the breakroom. I don’t bother taking my fingers out of her wetness. I love watching her hips roll and thrust against my palm. “Damnit! Fuck that feels so good.” She pants, thrusting herself against my hand like a needy animal. I don’t stop. The sound of my fingers pushing in and out of her wetness fill the room.

“Now!” She tries pushing me away until I relent. Christal climbs to her feet, kicking one of the legs from the broken table out of her way and grabbing my hand to lead me toward the couch. That makes sense. I was too carried away to consider actually getting off the broken table and finding a more comfortable spot for us. She guides me to sit down and I do. Her eyes lock onto my cock sticking out from my jeans and her tongue races across her lips.

Then she immediately drops to her knees. My breath goes still the moment she does. The throbbing head of my cock is lined up perfectly with her mouth as she looks up at me with those bright green eyes of hers. I slip my hand through her hair and look down at her as she tugs my jeans open a little more.

Her hot breath teases my tip before she finally wraps her lips around me. It dances around the thick ridge of my crown. Then she hollows her cheeks and sucks, sending my mind spinning so hard I grab ahold of the couch cushions.

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