Page 15 of His Starr Player

“Hell yeah.”

“You look good enough to eat.”

“Good. That was the plan. I hope you eat me just like you did the first time.”

“That’s one of many things I plan on doing to you tonight.”

“C’mon. I would give you a tour, but that can wait until after I’ve been milked of my juices. Thanks.”

“Sounds good to me.” His smirk was so damn sexy. I wanted to slide my pussy down his face and leave a trail of my juices across his chest before I hopped on his dick and did a full split.

I led him to the bedroom. My bedroom was my favorite room in my apartment. The bed was elevated on a high, invisible platform. There was a chandelier above my bed that I opted to keep turned off because of how bright it was. Instead, I had my oil diffusers on to light the room in a soft blue hue.

The color scheme for my bedroom was a sky blue and white. My throw pillows were different shades of blue, and my accents were all the purest color of white. A few things were an eggshell white, and my curtains were off-white.

“Your room is nice,” he complimented as he stepped into the room.

“Thank you.”

“I don’t know how you can have your bed so high. You aren’t afraid of falling out?”

“No?” I laughed.

“This isn’t the type of bed you hang off of. I got to be careful when I start fucking you.”

“It’ll be easy to maneuver once we get a good system going.”

“Fa sho.”

“I’m not sure what you are in the mood to listen to, but my playlist is elite. Regardless of if we listen from the top or shuffle it, we’ll have the perfect songs for whatever.”

He nodded. “Cool. Get in the bed for me. Don’t take nothing off yet.”

A shiver slid down my spine as I obliged his demand. He removed his shirt. His muscles flexed as he moved around the room. My mouth watered at the sight of him. He’d taken off his pants and only remained in the formfitting boxer briefs. They hugged his thick ass dick perfectly.

“You are so damn fine. My goodness.” I mumbled aloud as he climbed into my bed and pulled me close to his chest.

“Thank you. You’re beautiful, gorgeous, sexy as fuck, and every other synonym I can’t think of right now.”

“Kiss me, please.”

He puckered his lips, and I devoured them. I kissed him hungrily like a horny ass teenager who was eager to get a nut. He placed his hands on my face and held me in place. He leaned back and smirked.

“Slow down. There’s no need to rush. Slow and steady will win all the races tonight too.”

“Take the edge off, please. You’ve got my hormones raging.”

He shook his head. “No. You’re going to learn patience tonight. You’re going to listen to everything I tell you to do. If you don’t listen, you will be punished.”

“Punished? What are you going to do? Spank me?” I asked with amusement in my tone.

He traced his pointer finger along the top of my shoulder and gripped my throat. My lips parted as he squeezed firmly. The action wasn’t like someone trying to stop my breathing, but more so, someone who knew how to elicit pain and pleasure at the same time.

“You will be punished in whatever torture I deem fit for the disobedience. Okay?”

“F-fuck…” I moaned as he squeezed tighter.

“Tell me you understand, Ava.”

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