Page 59 of Curveball

I lay her down on my bed and took a moment to take her in. Her long blonde strands splayed out around her, jade eyes shining up at me with all the trust in the world. Her loose crop top revealed a sliver of soft golden skin I planned to taste, and black yoga pants hugged her in all the right places. All the places I planned to take my time exploring.

This moment—right here. I’d dreamt about it for the last nine fucking years. And it was finally happening.

I hovered over her and took her mouth again before I trailed a path of soft kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. Soft sighs escaped Farrah's lips as I continued my descent down her body. I kissed, I licked, I sucked my way down, dragging her yoga pants and panties down with me. She leaned up and pulled her shirt up over her head, leaving her in a navy-blue lace bra that made my mouth water. Distracted, I abandoned my original plan and placed my mouth over the thin lace. Farrah dropped her head back on a moan as I pulled down her bra and sucked one breast into my mouth. After giving her perfect tits the proper attention, I returned to what I was previously doing.

Settling myself between her thighs, I licked my way up her inner thigh, causing Farrah to writhe beneath me. I loved how reactive she was to me. My quiet girl was anything but behind closed doors.

"Walker," she sighed as I continued my slow, torturous approach toward her center.

"What, baby?" I asked innocently as I continued to suck and tease everywhere but where I knew she wanted me.

Her hands gripped my hair and yanked me to her soaked pussy. "You know what I want."

I chuckled against her core before pulling away. "In the spirit of us learning how to voice what we want… I'm going to need you to tell me what you want, Wildflower."

Farrah leaned up on her elbows, glaring down at me. "Has anyone ever told you you're a smug asshole, Ace?"

I shrugged. "Once or twice."

She rolled her eyes before grabbing my head again and shoving it back down, "Make better use of your mouth and get to work, I want you to make me come on your tongue."

Well fuck me.

Now I was painfully hard at her smart mouth, but I did as I was told and got to work.

It didn't take long; I had Farrah coming undone within minutes, screaming my name.

Which only made me harder.

I climbed back up her sated body and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Now I need to be inside you, baby."

Farrah had a lazy grin on her face as she reached between us and stroked me slowly. "I forgot how big you are."

"Yeah? Well, you deep-throated me the other night without issue," I teased as I bit at her plump bottom lip and pulled it into my mouth.

She slipped her hand into my shorts, causing my head to drop forward—it felt so fucking good to be touched by her again. "I'm on the pill. I don't want to use a condom." Her jade eyes searched mine as if asking for permission.

I nodded as she began tugging my shorts and my boxer briefs down my legs. I lay down on the bed beside her and pulled her on top of me. "You set the pace, Wildflower. I want to watch you take what you want."

She smirked as she slowly began to sink down on my cock. Her head fell back on a soft moan, my eyes closed at the intense sensation, and with every inch she took, our combined sounds of pleasure filled the room. Once Farrah adjusted, she began to move, and it felt fucking incredible. I was gripping her hips so hard, I was sure I was leaving marks, but I didn’t fucking care. I just kept guiding her up and down my shaft, trying to pull as many sounds from her as I could.

I leaned forward, tongue teasing her nipple before pulling her breast into my mouth. She angled herself so her clit rubbed against me just right, causing her pussy to clamp down on my cock. She was getting close, I could feel it. I moved my hands from her hips to her ass, spreading them slightly so I could dip a finger inside.

That sent her over the edge, her entire body shuddering as she screamed, "Fuck, Ace!”

And those words had never sounded sweeter.

I let her ride out her orgasm before I positioned her on her side. I held one of her long legs up, straddled myself over the other, and slammed right back into her. I used the leg I was holding as an anchor as I rocked into her at a punishing pace. But Farrah fucking loved it rough.

Well, it’s good to see she still does.

I could feel my orgasm building at the same time I could feel her getting closer. I dropped my other hand to her clit, applying the right amount of pressure in small, tight circles, making her lose her mind. Her eyes fluttered closed, and soon, we both let go. Shattering around each other, yet still pulling every bit of pleasure we could.

When we both finally came down, I pulled her into me and kissed the top of her head.

Farrah snuggled beneath my chin. "So. That's what I've been missing all these years."

I chuckled, stroking her hair. "The feeling is mutual, Wildflower."