Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 175

ALLISON’S POV

I lean into Justin and crash my lips against his, a hungry kiss that steals my breath. His mouth is warm, and he kisses me back with all the need that’s been building between us for weeks, expertly moving his tongue against mine.

I push him back, guiding him until he drops onto the couch, then climb onto his lap. I can feel how hard he is and he pulls me closer as I lower my mouth to his again. Nothing about how he kisses me makes me want to ever stop, his hand buried deep in my hair and pressing me to him. I rock forward slightly, savoring the way he groans into my mouth.

I’m just about to straddle him when his hands tighten on my waist, and he breaks our kiss slowly.

For a second, we’re suspended there, our mouths barely apart, and his breath brushing my lips.

Then he leans back slightly, but his eyes stay locked on mine, conflicted with too many things at once.

“We need to stop.” He says, his voice strained.

My heart is pounding, my lips still tingling. “Why?”

His jaw tightens. “Because I don’t want you waking up tomorrow and regretting it. Remember what happened last time.”

I remember but I just don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting him. And I won’t ever do that to him again.

“That’s not going to happen,” I whisper, leaning in as my body aches for him. “Not ever again.”

“Allison…”

“Trust me.” I lift my hand, stroking his jaw, and he leans into my touch, his body betraying every protest he’s trying to make.

“I want you…” I murmur, then gently press my finger against his lips before he can speak. “Don’t you want me too?”

His grip on my waist tightens. “That’s the problem, he whispers. “I want you so badly I might not be able to stop.”

“Then don’t stop,” I brush my lips against his. “You said I could ask for anything, you said you’d give me everything. I want you, Justin. I want to use you!

His breath stutters. “Is that all you want?”

I pry his hand away from my waist, guiding his fingers straight to my lips. I take two of them into my mouth, sucking slowly, and swirling my tongue around them.

He swallows hard, his throat bobbing, and eyes darkening to near-black as he watches me.

Heat pools between my legs when I finally pull his fingers free, revealing them glistening with my saliva. Without breaking eye contact, he slips them into his own mouth, licking it clean with a that sends a fresh wave of arousal crashing through me.

God, the way he licks it, like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. I can’t help but imagine that mouth on me, exploring every inch, and devouring me until I’m begging. I’m so wet now that I know I’m soaking through my panties.

“I want so much from you,” I whisper.

“Use your words, Allison.” His grip return around my hips. “I can’t be a good boy if you don’t tell me what you need.”

Good boy. I clench my legs around his thighs, feeling like I’m gonna trip off the edge just from his words.

“I want you to fuck me.” I say. “Now.”

He brushes his nose over my ear. “I plan on fucking you over and over until your body only remembers me. I was asking what I’m going to do with you after.”

Before I can get words out, his hands are under my thighs, lifting me clean off the couch. I wrap my legs around his waist, arms looping around his neck as our mouth crash together again as he carries me down the hall. Every step jolts his hardness against my core and I grind shamelessly, soaking through my panties and desperate for more.

His thumbs circle my n*****s before he leans in and takes one into his mouth. He sucks gently, his tongue lashing the peak, and teeth grazing just enough to make me cry out.

He switches to the other n****e, sucking it deep, cheeks hollowing, while his hand pinches and rolls the wet one he just left. “That’s it,” he moans against my skin, pulling back just enough to watch them jiggle as I bounce. “You’re so perfect. I could watch you forever.”

I’m lost in riding him, the wet sounds obscene, and my huge breasts swaying and slapping softly with every thrust. He buries his face between them before latching onto a n****e again, sucking like he’s starving. He bites softly, then soothes with long, wet licks and his free hand grips my ass, forcing me down harder.

“You’re dripping all over me,” his eyes drop to where we’re joined before flicking up to my exposed breasts, flushed and marked from his mouth. “Soaking my c**k with that perfect cunt.”I’ve never been praised like this and I’m losing it with every thrust, every filthy word, every pull of his mouth on my n*****s pushing me higher. My thighs burn, but I don’t slow down, chasing that edge.

He feels it too and his hips start bucking up to meet me, driving even deeper, and hitting that spot that makes me see white.

“Come for me, gorgeous,” he demands.

It’s too much. The sight of my breasts spilling out off the bra, his mouth and hands worshipping them, his dirty words in my ears, his c**k hitting that spot over and over.

“Justin, fuck..I’m close,” I pant, my nails raking down his chest.

He slides one hand between us, his thumb finding my swollen clit, and rubbing circles that make my vision blur. “Come baby. Let me feel you.”

The orgasm explodes through me. I scream his name, my walls clamping down hard, and pulsing around him as I grind desperately, my t**s bouncing wildly.

He groans deep in his chest, his hands gripping my hips bruisingly tight as he thrusts up one last time.

“Fuck, Allison-” His c**k throbs inside the condom pulsing as he comes hard, his hips jerking erratically while he buries his face between my breasts, muffling his moans against my skin.