Page 46 of The Spare


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“Where are you going?” I asked, as she pulled away from me.

As usual, she surprised me when she laid on the canvas that we’d knocked over. She reclined back, presenting her perky breasts to me. I could see the outline of my fingerprints on her skin in various shades, and as she spread her legs slightly showing me her perfect, pink pussy I was pretty sure that I’d fucking died and gone to heaven.

“You said I was a work of art, so let’s make some.”

I blinked several times as I tried to process the scene before me. But that haze left me quickly, and I stalked towards Carla kneeling before her on the canvas.

Reaching out, I took hold of her slender ankle, lifting it and spreading her further. I could feel the tremble in her skin, as I got closer and closer to the junction between her thighs.

“Are you sure about this?”

There was a breath as I looked into Carla’s eyes. They were hooded as she watched me caress her skin. “Yes,” she breathed out.

That was all that I needed. Leaning down, I pressed my lips against the junction of her thighs. I’d been desperate to taste her, and she was as sweet as I’d imagined.

“Oh God,” Carla cried out. Her thighs squeezed against my head as I licked every inch of her, and her back arched against the canvas. “Eli!”

I smirked against her skin. Carla was always in control, but when I touched her, she lost it. And I liked that. I enjoyed having her this way—at my mercy.

“Do you like that?”

I swiped the flat of my tongue against her clit causing her to groan out. She didn’t respond. “Carla?” I moved away from her pretty pussy, replacing my tongue with one of my fingers. “Answer me.”

She looked at me dazed from the pleasure I’d given her. We’d been playing at this game for a while now, and we were both on the edge.

“Wha—?”

I added a second finger. “Do you want me?” I asked, swiping my fingers against her clit as I thrust those inside of her harder and faster.

“Yes,” she cried out. Immediately, her thighs started shaking, and I knew that she came. I grinned, feeling a lot of male satisfaction as I lined myself up against her.

Carla was coming down. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes were glazed over. “Are you sure?” I asked again, rubbing the pad of my finger against her cheek. There was a smear of paint on her skin, and for the first time, I wished that I could see her unblemished.

Carla wrapped her legs around my waist, lifting herself so that my cock pressed slightly inside of her wet heat. I tried not to groan.

“Yes.”

I pressed forward and both of us groaned as I sank fully inside of her. This wasn’t going to be slow and passionate. Immediately, I felt frenzied as I crashed my hips into hers, thrusting with everything that I had.

Carla’s wet heat sucked me inside, and I groaned as I felt myself swell. I took my free hand and pressed my fingers against her clit once more, rubbing her in a frenzy. “Cum for me,” I demanded.

Carla’s eyes widened, and she released a small squeak. I felt her body tighten around me, and I groaned. I pulled out and spilled myself against her stomach. “Fuck.”

It took a moment to come back to myself, but when I did, the sight of Carla nearly made me hard again. She was covered in paint and cum, and if I thought that she looked like art before, I didn’t know anything.

I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers softly. She kissed me back almost shyly and tangled my hands in her hair. Never in my life had I experienced sex like what happened between the two of us.

And I worried after this that I wasn’t going to be able to let her go.

CHAPTERTWENTY

I groaned slightly and stretched. Every single one of my muscles was stiff, and my skin was raised in the cool air of the warehouse.

“Hey,” Eli said as I shifted to turn and face him. At some point, he’d covered the two of us with the canvas cloth that he’d brought into the warehouse.

Despite everything that we’d done, I felt my cheeks blush as Eli’s eyes roamed over my body.

“How long have we been asleep?”

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