Page 35 of Scars of the Sun
She scoffed and collected on her thumb some of the precum that was already sliding down the crown of my cockhead. Ramona shoved it in my mouth, and I sucked the salt from her fingertip. Underneath my own flavor on her skin, I caught remnants of popcorn butter and whatever lotion she’d puton, probably after she’d showered this morning. My thoughts flashed to what that would look like, Ramona’s slender curves twisting and bending under shower spray, and another spurt of precum dripped down my cock.
My princess withdrew her thumb, and I groaned again at the sight of her spitting into her palm. She somehow glared at me tenderly and started the hottest fucking handjob I’d ever received. She didn’t tease me into it, just let her hand fly.
I buried my face in her hair, let it swallow my moans and babbling. “Fuck, Princess, just like that, shit you’re so fucking?—”
Her other hand reached in and tentatively caressed my balls, making me nearly choke. Taking my reaction for the encouragement that it was, she gently rolled them. “God, Ramona, wanna be in that pussy s-so fucking bad.” I could smell it, her getting wet for me, and my release was creeping closer and closer down my spine.
“Yeah?” her voice had gone all husky. “You do?”
I nodded like an idiot, strands of her hair tickling my nose, “Want it so bad, wanna have you screaming on my cock.” She jerked her hand faster while she teased my balls. “Shit, I’m gonna come.”
“Well, come then.”
The words were so simple and all I needed. My claw tightened against her neck, threatening to draw blood but never breaking the skin, and my vision short-circuited. Cum spurted from my dick, and I thought I heard her moan along with me while it made a mess of her hand and trailed down her wrist.
She lazily pumped, milking until she pulled it all out of me.
A shuffling had both of our heads whipping to the side, and meeting the shocked looks from a middle-aged looking couple that were standing stupid, probably having seen the whole exchange. I threw my head back and laughed while Ramona dropped my softening dick and wiped her hand on my t-shirt.
The couple eventually snapped out of it and fled toward the movie theatre, like they were afraid we’d start up again. Which, I turned back to Ramona, wasn’t really a bad idea.
She clutched the neckline of my shirt and pulled me down for a hard kiss that ended with her shoving me away from her again. “Put your dick away,” she grumbled and opened the passenger door behind her. She climbed into the seat and slammed the door in my face.
Ramona faced forward, arms crossed, but even the metal and glass between us didn’t hide the desire pumping through her with every beat of her heart. I stuffed my half-hard dick back in my pants like she’d told me to and walked around the front of my truck.
After settling in the driver’s seat and starting her up, I backed out of the parking spot and turned up the newest song we’d been working on. Ty called it ‘Blessed Be’, and it filled the thick silence between Ramona and I.
She twisted against the old leather seat, but before I could think about it, my hand was on top of her thigh. I looked both directions before turning onto the main road.
“Are we going back to your place?” she asked with uncertainty showing clearly through her nonchalance.
My fingers tightened on her bare skin that was warm and smooth to the touch. “We can.”
I felt her eyes on the side of my face as I kept my eyes on the road. Up until now, she’d acted skittish when I’d made it known that I wanted to fuck her. And I didn’t want her to feel beholden to something she’d said in the heat of the moment. Even with my cock hard again in my jeans at the thought of being inside of her.
“Doyouwant to?”
A low chuckle left me. “Princess, if you let me, I’d be fucking you right now in the back seat. But we can go back to mine and just hang out if you’d prefer that.” She was sexy as hell, but I’d beable to behave. Now that I’d made it clear that I didn’t want her to play any bullshit act with me, I was more than happy to just… be around her.
She took a deep inhale, pushing the air out through her nose, and another sweet taste of her desire filtered through my system. “Do you have condoms?”
My grip tightened on the wheel, but a loud grumble escaped from my throat anyway. “Yeah.”
She laid her hand on top of mine on her leg. “Good.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
RAMONA
Río closed the door, sealing us in his apartment. Alone.
The sounds of his neighbors were faint and in the background, so he no doubt picked up on my heart pounding within my chest. Because I could hear his, too.
Río stepped up to me, gaze intent and hot. His chile and clove was richer, affecting my body more than it had any right to. I’d never had this response to the lust of another, even when Ihadbeen in a relationship. Normally, the connection I needed with someone kept me far from getting to this place, and even when I’d managed it with my high school boyfriend, something still kept me from doing what I was absolutely about to do, now.
Río crowded even closer and tucked a lock of curls behind my ear. I’d been told before that my hair, when I could get it to behave, was pretty. But he seemed to be fascinated by it. “I like the smell of you in my apartment, Princess.”
And I jumped him. My lips slammed onto his, and my legs wrapped around his waist. Río growled, and the sharpness of his claws just on the other side of my shorts had me wiggling and moaning against him. Though I closed the distance between us, Río took charge of the kiss, despite me pressing against him,trying to communicate with my tongue that I just wanted him to fuck my mouth already.