Chapters (58)
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- Contents
- Copyright
- Important Note:
- ~ Ground Zero ~
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- ~ Absolutely ~
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- ~ Someone To Feed It ~
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- ~ I’ve Got You Now ~
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- ~ Him ~
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- ~ As I Fall ~
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- ~ The Luckiest Girl In The World ~
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Two Months Later
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Six Months Later
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Acknowledgments
- Also by WS Greer
As Vance leans back on the couch, I shift my body to get closer to him, leaning my elbow on his shoulder as a particularly creepy scene comes on, with some demonic-looking girl talking through a trapdoor in the floor. It’s definitely a scary scene, but I’m not fazed by it, I just want to be closer to Vance. As the tension in the scene builds to a crescendo, I bury my face in his neck like I’m trying to shield my eyes from the terror. Vance, playing his role as the protective boyfriend, lifts his arm and wraps it around me to pull me in close. Perfect.
With my head on his chest, I place my hand on Vance’s stomach and slowly slide it down, passing his navel and landing on his belt. He doesn’t seem to notice as he keeps his eyes glued to the screen, but I’m far too determined to get what I want and what I feel like we need. It’s been over a week since we had sex, and the chastity hasn’t helped reduce the tension. So, while he focuses on fiction in front of him, I focus on reality and let my hand drop down to his crotch. I rub the fabric of his jeans lightly at first, before stepping it up when I feel the bulge of his arousal through the thick fabric.
“Umm,” Vance says, drawing it out. “What are you doing? What about the movie?”
“What about it?” I ask as I lean forward and reposition my head on his stomach. “You can keep watching if you want.”
“Uhh, okay,” Vance replies, which sort of pisses me off, but also makes me more determined thanks to my good friend, Chardonnay.
With my head on his belly button, I unfasten Vance’s belt, undo the button on his jeans, and slide his zipper down. My heart starts to pound as my eagerness to fuck takes over, and my hand slips into the little slit in his white and red boxers. He gasps as I pull his erect cock out through the slit and start to stroke it, and I giggle as I decide to test whether he can focus on the movie with his dick in my mouth. Vance lets out a long moan as I take his cock all the way to the back of my throat, reminding him of how good I am at this game. He may have forgotten as we had sex less and less over the course of our relationship, but I’m tenacious and driven to get us back on track. I let my inhibitions come down as I suck Vance’s dick like never before, cupping his balls with my hands and reveling in the moans erupting from his mouth.
“Holy shit, that feels good,” he says before letting another moan into the air.