Page 6 of Trusting Thorn


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“Thorn.” Sage grins, moving to stand between my open legs.

“Sage,” I counter, lifting my hands when she spins and plants her bare ass in my lap.

The heat from her pussy caused my dick to stir and without thought, I slip my arm around her shoulders, realizing maybe I’m a little more interested than I thought.

“I missed you,” she coos.

“Is that right?” She’s full of shit and we both know it.

“Of course,” she insists, fluttering her lashes trying to look cute,

If my dick wasn’t already hard as a rock, I’d toss her on her ass and head for home, but desperate times and all that…

“On your knees,” I demand like an asshole.

Sage’s lips turn down. “Now or get the fuck off me,” I growl.

“Whatever you want, baby.” Seductively, Sage slithers around on my lap before sliding onto the floor between my feet.

“Pull me out.”

Her painted lips tip up at the corners as she greedily goes to work on my belt.

In a matter of seconds, her lips are wrapped around the head of my cock as she teases the tip. I groan, loving the wet heat from her mouth.

Like a practiced pro, Sage goes to work, sucking me into the back of her throat like I’m her favorite lollipop.

“Fuck yes.” My eyes close.

With a pop, she pulls free and strokes me from root to tip. “You’re so hard for me,” she purrs.

“You gonna suck my dick or not?” Reaching out, I tighten my fist around her bright red hair and push her head back down. Call me an asshole, but I don’t want to hear her talk.

“You don’t have to be mean,” she huffs, opening her mouth and swallowing me whole.

My head falls back on my shoulders.

Yeah, I kinda fucking do. I don’t want her getting the wrong idea about what this is and what this isn’t.

Lifting my head and looking down, I watch as her head bobs up and down in my lap as she works me farther into the back of her throat.

“That’s it,” I grunt.

When her throat constricts around my cock and my balls draw up, I close my eyes imagining Oakland’s blonde curly mane clutched between my fingers and her pillowy pink lips wrapped around my cock.

“Mmm.” Sage moans around my dick.

“Take it all.” Using my grip on her hair, I move her head up and down my cock faster.

Sage gags and I hiss. “Fuck yes.”

Lifting my hips, I push deeper, and my spine starts to tingle then finally, I’m there. Tightening my grip around her hair, I tilt my hips and groan as I cum down her throat.

Long seconds pass before I feel Sage’s hand patting furiously on my thighs and my eyes shoot open, dropping to Sage’s frantic gaze staring up at me.

“Fuck,” I hiss, releasing the hold on her hair. Careful of her teeth, I fall back onto the couch, tucking my wet dick back into my jeans.

“Jesus, Thorn,” Sage hisses, eyes narrowed into slits.

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