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She’s shaking harder than ever.
She’s right on the edge.
Moving my cock to her entrance, she slants her mouth across mine and starts to drop her hips. I shut my eyes tight when I feel her tight pussy stretching around my cock, swallowing me inch by glorious inch.
“Fuuuuck.” I feel her pause halfway down my length. “Don’t stop now,” I mutter. “You’ll kill us both.” Angling my hips, I claim another inch myself, and then I’m buried so deep inside her it feels like I’m knocking on her soul.“Kiss me.”
Her soft lips fall on mine hungrily.
“Fuck me,” I murmur.
Her hips start to bounce.
“Oh my God.” I hear her cry.
Gripping fistfuls of her dress, I time my thrusts for when she lowers her body, slamming my cock into her, rocking faster and faster as she tips her head back, the ends of her long dark hair brushing against my hands.
I can feel the heat at the base of my spine already.
My balls are tight for release.
Ada shudders to a stop, her pussy walls clamping down on me like a velvet fist. A split-second later, I’m coming so hard I’m seeing stars and lights and her. All of her.And this soft-sharp awareness that there will never be any other woman good enough for me.
Ada’s it.
Ada’s everything.
She collapses forward, pressing her small breasts against my chest, as my cock continues to spurt hot cum. It’s fucking endless, spilling out of her and onto my thighs as I seek out her mouth again. Pushing her hair back from her damp cheeks, I thrust my tongue back inside her. Wanting more. Demanding more.
After a time, she pulls away with a small smile. It’s lighting up her face in the falling darkness and setting fire to the wreckage of my heart.
“Did it hurt?” I’m gazing at her like a damn fool.
Her smile widens. “Yes and no, and then I floated.”
“Better than coke. Cheaper, too.”
She slides off me with a wince, and I catch her glancing down at my cock. It’s glistening with a mix of our cum and faint smears of blood.
“Is it always like that?” she asks shyly, as I tuck myself back into my jeans.
“No.”Only with you.
I watch her crawl back to the passenger seat and tuck her slender legs under her as a faint buzzing fills the air.Reaching into my pocket, I pull out my phone. It’s flashingWithheld Number,butI know who it is. I’ve been expecting his call.
“You crazy bastard!” Guido roars. “What the hell did I tell you last week? No Romeo and Juliet shit if you don’t like what happened to them.”
Grimacing, I reach for a cigarette. “That’s the thing about endings, old man. Youcan always rewrite the bad ones.”
“Only if you have the balls to do it.” He sighs heavily. “You need a plan, kid. And you need it fast.”
CHAPTER 11
ADA
Frankie’s leaning against the side of the car, running his hand through his black hair as he talks on his phone, another lit cigarette dangling from his fingers.
He’s not just beautiful now, he’s a beautiful chameleon—switching through his many colours—each one stronger than the last. It feels like I’m watching a boy becoming a man, and a man on the cusp of becoming a king.
