Page 94 of Stumped

“How long were you awake?”

“A while. You were supposed to be in bed with me.”

“Poor baby.”

“Did you know the morning after a big confession, we’re meant to have makeup sex?”

Vera steps between my spread legs and sets her hands on my shoulders. Her intoxicating scent clouds my thoughts as I drag my hands up her thighs. Her underwear is a lace contraption that’s futile because I can see the short dark strands covering her pussy, making my mouth water.

“That’s why you wanted to wake up with me.” She wiggles her eyebrows and drops her voice to a whisper, “For the sex.”

“Among other things, yeah.”

“Well, guess what?”

“What?”

She drops to her knees, smirking as she grabs the waistband of my boxers. “There’s no rule that says we can’t havethe sexeven if one person was awake before the other.”

“Of course not.” I lift my hips so she can peel my underwear off.

“Good boy,” she mumbles, wrapping her hands around my dick. It twitched awake the moment she attempted to sneak back into the room. The whole time she was standing in front of me, blood was rushing to my cock. The minute she touches me…I have to clench and grit my teeth so as not to come. Coupled withthe praise I didn’t know would work on me, I’m afraid I won’t last very long.

She nudges my legs apart and squats, hands stroking and teasing. There’s something quite spectacular about seeing Vera on her knees in front of me, especially when her eyes are shining. When she licks her lips, it takes even more effort to hold myself from exploding right there. That’s not all Vera does. No, she won’t make this easy on me. With one hand teasing my crown, she leans in and licks from the top to the base and over my balls before repeating the process again. My head falls back on a groan and I clench the sheets tight, thinking of the upcoming match and how many runs I need to score to win it all.

The hand is replaced by her warm, wet mouth and I gasp out her name. Because that’s all I can do right now. I drop my chin to my chest so I can watch and push a hand through her hair to cup the back of her head. Vera’s taking her time licking and sucking and she’s not even past the tip yet. The sounds of my heavy breathing compete with the sounds she’s making, echoing through the room. She looks up at me through her lashes and slowly, painfully, teasingly slides me deeper into her mouth. I lose all sensible thought as I hit the back of her throat, my fingers tightening in her hair.

“Fuck!”

She slurps loudly and through a haze of lust I watch her head bob. I feel every suction, every swirl of her tongue and the hand gripping the sheet is the only thing keeping me absolutely steady. I gather her hair, getting it out of the way as her nose bumps against my stomach. I moan because she’s got me at the edge, and I’m fighting like hell not to let go yet.

Vera pulls her mouth off with a pop and returns to teasing the crown as she licks and nips playfully along my length. With her hand still stroking me, she puts all her focus on my balls, sucking them hard, her eyes never leaving mine. My head isspinning, breathing ceases to matter and when her thumb runs over the tip again, I shudder. Instantly her lips are wrapped around me again and I’m spilling into her mouth, endlessly it would seem with how long the orgasm goes on for.

My grip on her hair loosens as I collapse backwards onto the bed. She’s taking her time licking me up and my cock twitches, which makes her laugh. Vera crawls over me, dark hair forming a curtain around our faces as she kisses me.

“Good morning, superstar,” she says between nibbling on my bottom lip.

“I think you sucked the life and talent out of me.”

“We can’t have that. How else are you going to win the finals?”

“Who cares about the finals, I’ve got you.”

Vera snorts, her hips pressing against mine and my cock twitches again at the feel of the wet lace. Rocking back and forth slowly, she says, “Icare about the finals. In case you didn’t know, my man is slated to win player of the tournament.”

“Your man, huh?”

“Hmm. Might have heard of him.”

I smile as her lips trail down to my neck and my hands settle on her hips.

“Tell me more.”

“Don’t want to inflate his ego too much.”

I chuckle and squeeze her sides. She rattles off my statistics and my heart expands with every bit of information. Her knowledge of my playing stats and data most people don’t care about is what makes Vera special. It’s not even because her company did a deep dive for marketing purposes, but becauseshecares. I flip us over and pin her to the bed. Her dark hair spread out across the sheets and I’m certain my eyes are popping out little hearts.

“You love me.”

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