Chapter 25

Spade Maverick

I sat at the desk chair in her room, watching her sleep since I couldn't.

She slept naked, I assumed with her clothing on the floor beside her bed, so, I grabbed her underwear since I already used the pair I stole from making her orgasm.

I watched her turn away from me, her body hugged by the blanket, I sipped my whiskey.

She'd only been asleep for 2 ish hours, it was 1am, she had read this book I've been holding.

I opened all the parts she tabbed.

One thing I learned watching her was dark purple tabs were sexual.

Light blue were romantic. So I always read both.

Half of the smut she tabbed were women giving men head. The other half he was railing her into submission.

I read this one bit, his eyes were dark as he looked down at me, his hands tangled through my hair, groaning, moaning my name as he pushed me down, forcing me to take his cock inch, by inch, I savored it all.

The savored was underlined with red pen, the spade emblem beside it she scribbled in pen. ♠️

I sighed, shutting the book, setting it on her desk as I set my drink down as well.

I stood, walking to her bed, removing my shoes as I sat on it, beside her, her body facing away from me, I shut my eyes as I sat there, crossing my ankles.

She once again turned, facing me, her hand now resting on my thigh, the only part of her besides her head showing from the blanket.

"You dip the bed." She whispered.

"I'm sorry." I answered.

She scooted forward, resting her head on my thigh, her hand scooting to the inner part, she moved the blanket so it was over my legs, her leg coming over my knee.

I shut my eyes, knowing her naked body was pressed against my clothed one.

I pet her hair and she opened her eyes.

"Go back to bed." I told her, feeling guilty for waking her up.

God was she beautiful.

"You read my book?" She asked.

"Mmhm."

"Which tab?" She wondered.

"Purple."

"Mmm."

"Is the little spade you draw, there for any reason I would know?" I asked.

She smiled.

"No."

"Liar."

"If you know the answer, why'd you ask?" She removed the blanket from her, revealing how her bare body held onto my leg.

I groaned.

"You should seriously sleep. We can talk about it in the morning." I said, looking up to the ceiling, almost positive I'd cum in my pants right now if I looked down.

"I can't sleep. I haven't been able to, you're distracting." She said.

"You've faked it for 2 hours?"

"I've faked worse for longer." She sighed.

"Touché."

"I want your cock." She whispered, palming it.

I groaned, grabbing her hand to keep it from moving.

She laughed. "What?"

"I'm going to cum." I groaned, feeling the pressure.

"Well can you come more than once?" She asked.

I nodded, I had stamina.

"Then I don't see an issue. Because I want you in my mouth, maybe that'll help me sleep." She moved her hand under mine to the button of my pants.

"Have you ever-"

"No but I want yours in my mouth. And I'll swallow it." She answered without letting me finish the question.

"Alright." I unbuttoned my pants, undoing the zipper.

I pulled my boxers down with it.

"All the way off." She said and I pulled them completely off me, putting them on her floor.

"Oh my god." She whispered.

She rewrapped herself around my leg but higher up.

She looked clueless.

I grabbed her hand, lifting it to my mouth as I licked her palm, up her fingertips, moving her hand to grip around my throbbing cock.

I groaned, breathing, trying to control myself for her.

"Amore, I'm going to come, I'm trying but-" I exhaled, my heart palpitating as she looked up at me, licking from the base of me to the tip.

She wrapped her mouth around me softly, and I immediately released the pent up pressure.

I moaned, trying not to force her down on me by gripping the sheets.

She hummed, swallowing it as she said she would.

"I like it." She whispered.

I was still so hard, and it wasn't going down anytime soon.

"I like your chest, can you take your shirt off please?" She asked, sitting up, on her knees as she began undoing the buttons herself.

I was overwhelmed by her as she had me remove the shirt.

I handed her a hair tie and she smiled, putting her long hair up in a twisted bun.

I opened my legs as she laid herself between them on her stomach, licking me all over, making my cock shiny with her saliva.

"Am I doing bad?" She asked.

"N-nothing you do is bad sweetheart, I just have no self control. But I'm trying." I had the sheets crumpled in my hands.

She nodded, kissing the tip and I shut my eyes, her soft mouth taking in as much of me as she could, and I sighed.

Her body was made for me. Meant to take my cock, she was made to fulfill all the nasty, filthy scenarios I desired to pursue.

This was only the beginning.

"You're really hard." She drug her lips along the side of my dick.

"You do that to me." I whispered.

"Can you fuck my face? I know you'd want that." She said.

"But do you?" I asked.

"I want to please you, as long as you cum in my mouth again I'm fine." She looked up at me with innocent eyes, I sighed, pulling her up to me by her hair, kissing her, tasting myself on her lips as I've made her taste herself off mine.

"Lay on your back, or, sit how I am." I said and she hummed, moving her pillows to sit with her back against the headboard as I was.

I got up, moving, straddling her hips with my knees, my cock head level with her mouth.

"I don't want to hurt you, not now, so I'm going to start slow, tap my leg three times if it's too much okay?" I asked.

"Yes sir." She said, opening her mouth, sticking her tongue out like a good girl as I slid my cock into her, trying to not thrust too much.

But her hands came around my hips, she grabbed my ass, pulling me to go deeper and I did, moaning as my cock slid down her throat.

Her nails dug into the skin of my hips as she kept clawing me closer.

More than half, her face began reddening.

"Baby, do I need to pull out?" I asked.

She tugged me closer, an inch disappearing.

She kept going until her nose was on my stomach.

Then she tapped and I pulled out.

"Jesus fuck." I grabbed her jaw, making her look at me.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She wiped the drool from her chin.

"I'm fantastic. Keep doing it, and if I don't tap, don't stop." She said and I smiled.

"Alright, mia amata."