CHAPTER 3
Cici
Why is it nobody takes me seriously? I like making people laugh but when it comes to actually being earnest, people laugh it off or joke about it. It' gets old, really. I love my best friend and I know that she loves me unconditionally as well, but I wish now that we are older, she would take me just a little more seriously. Like just a bit ago, when I smelled that delicious scent on her, she just laughed it off and thought I was high. I haven't touched a joint since Senior year when I got so high that I broke into the math teacher's back yard and went skinny dipping in their pool. How was I to know their twelve-year-old son was home at the time? Never mind about that, though; the point is I don't smoke it anymore, and she knows damn well I don't. I'm just glad that my mate could scent it too, that I'm not going crazy.
Speaking of my handsome mate, I can smell his yummy citrus scent catching up to me. I dip into the closest room, which so happens to be a utility closet, and wait until he approaches. Once he's close enough, l'throw the door open and grab him by the shirt, pulling him into the closet with me.
"Cici, what are you..."
I don't let him finish as I drop to my knees and pull his cock out of his joggers. He's got such a nice-looking phallus; both lengthy and girthy, it pleases me very well. Before he tries arguing with me, I get to work with my mouth. He can never pass up a blowie from his mate. He groans as his fingers tangle in my hair.
"Fuck, Cici! How are you able to do this to me?" He puts a little pressure on to my head to get me into the rhythm in which he's in
the mood for at the moment, and then I take over from there, usually. This time, though, he must need a good stress reliever because he never let's go, and continues to fuck my face hard, "Goddess, baby...I don't care what anybody says, I fucking love this mouth of yours!"
It doesn't take too long before he's unloading his wad deep in my throat. I don't even get to taste any of it until he pulls out, that's how deep he gets in my throat. Instead of leaving once he's done, like so many ex-boyfriends did in high school, he bends me over the small countertop that holds some cleaning supplies, and then yanks down my pants.
I'm so soaked from giving him the blowie, that he slides right in, "Did you think I'd dump and go? No way, I've got a double load for you, baby!"
"Oh fuck, yes, Spence, yes! Just like that, please don't stop!" I beg and plead because I know he loves it. Spencer likes a lot of things when it comes to sex, but it's hard for him to keep up with me sometimes, so I find myself getting my own self off during times that he's too busy to pleasure me. He's even picked out the toys. that he wants me to use and I'm to video it for him. Yeah, we may be a little kinky.
Spencer has my hips gripped in both his hands as he pounds into me from behind. When I try to lift my head just a little, though, he shoves it back down and holds it there until we are both cursing out our climaxes together.
"Fuck, Cici, that was so hot!"
I grin as I go to grab a rag to wipe myself off, but he stops me, "Uh uh, you wanted to pull me away from my duty just to please yourself, you can now walk around, letting everyone know that once again, your mate came through for his little nympho." He
pulls me in and kisses me hard, "I fucking love you, baby."
With my pants still down to my knees, I let him kiss me and then reach down and pull up my pants, smearing his dripping cum all over my thighs as he does. Once they are in place, he pats my crotch, "There you go, all set. Why don't you go back and work on the Luna's birthday party."
"Oh, you mean her now birthday, Luna, and wedding ceremony? Yeah, there is still a lot to do, but first I want to ask you something."
"Shoot." He says as he smirks while cleaning his own cock off.
I glare at him, but it's playfully because I love how he likes marking his territory, even though everyone knows that we are mated anyway, "You did smell that scent, didn't you? I mean, I'm not going crazy, am I?"
He chuckles and grips my shoulders lightly, "No, baby, I smelled it too. It was very intoxicating."
"Then why didn't the others scent it?"
He only shrugs, "Maybe they are coming down with a cold or something?"
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