Crash Into Me (The Wicked Wingmen Series Book 1)

by DD Sparxx

  “F-uck…” He exhaled sharply. “Such a talented little mouth. How the fuck are you so good at that?”

  He fucked my mouth as I swirled my tongue and stroked him all at once. I could feel him getting harder, his balls drawing closer to his body with every thrust. My wetness had literally run halfway down my thighs by now. As much as I wanted to taste him again, I wanted him inside of me more.

  I pulled back, the suction making a popping noise as I released him from my mouth. His eyes flashed desire, want, need, and hunger as I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him, my hands gliding up his chest.

  His hands gripped my ass lifting me off the floor, my thighs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck instinctively. I could feel his cock nudging my entrance. He turned and started walking back towards my bedroom, kissing me the whole way. I felt him pause in the hallway and lean forward. When I broke the kiss, I could see he had stopped to grab something from his jeans.

  I moaned in frustration and slid my pussy up and down the tip of his cock. I could hear him chuckle and feel the smile on his lips.

  “Is there something you want, princess?”

  “You know there is,” I continued rocking over his cock.

  “You have an awfully greedy little pussy there, don’t you?”

  “Uh-huh,” I mumbled.

  “Don’t worry, I’m going to take good care of that kitty of yours. You have my word.”

  He stood back up, resumed kissing me and began moving towards my bedroom once again. Thank God for small favors, or in this case big ones.

  He leaned over the bed, setting me down gently and followed with his own body. Looking into his eyes in the daylight was different than it had been last night, more intimate maybe. I could now see what he had grabbed as he ripped open the condom and slid it over his length. His left hand slid under my thigh and held it over his forearm, as his right grabbed my ass and tilted my hips into the position he wanted. His tip crested me and once again I wiggled my hips and groaned in frustration. I needed to feel him moving inside me again.

  In seconds, he drove himself inside of me, stopping only when he was fully buried. My eyes closed of their own volition and a low, breathy moan escaped my lips. He paused, giving me time to adjust to his size, letting my walls stretch to once again accommodate his intrusion. I leaned up to kiss him, my hands gripping his hair and we began to move in time together; our moves completely in sync. It didn’t take me long to get there, I could feel my core clenching and tingles were racing up my spine.

  “There,” I mumbled against his lips. Then gasping for air, “There, there, there, there, there, right fucking there,” the words flew from my mouth as I shattered around him in one of the most explosive orgasms I had ever had.

  33

  Ford

  As Ella came, I could feel her tight pussy clenching around me, over and over again, her small body convulsing beneath me.

  God how I missed this. She was so beautiful when she came, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth forming a perfect “o” shape, the way a thin sheen of sweat covered her body when she had finished. Just as her orgasm had started to subside, mine raged forward. The combination of feeling and watching her cum had spurred me on.

  “Oh, princess, fuck yeah!” I came with a roar, releasing a surprising amount of cum inside of her. “Fuck me,” I whispered as I finished.

  “I just did,” she teased as she kissed my shoulder.

  “Yes, you did,” I smirked, kissing her lightly.

  I released my hold on her thigh and ass and climbed up next to her at the top of the bed, grabbing a tissue from the box on the nightstand and wrapping up the condom. I flopped onto my back and pulled her close, stroking her back lightly with my fingertips. I felt her breath on my neck as her hand splayed across my chest, gently brushing over my pecs it traced over the tattoo that resided there.

  “I couldn’t see this in the dark last night. It looks bigger to me now.” Her eyes widened slightly, “You added to it.”

  I held still for a few seconds while she examined it. She traced over it for a few seconds. “Is that a bird flying out of it?”

  It was a mourning dove but I wasn’t ready yet to explain its significance. “Yeah.”

  She looked up at me curiously and I think she could tell there was more to it than I was letting on, but before she could push me on it, her stomach growled loudly and she changed the subject.

  “Think we should get up and get some food here soon?”

  I looked down at her, barely able to move. “You hungry, princess?” I smirked.

  “Mmm hmm. Someone fucked me really good over and over again and hasn’t fed me any sustenance to keep me going. I might end up wasting away,” she rolled over dramatically throwing her hand across her forehead, then looked over at me and started giggling.

  “Ok, do you want to go out, get takeout, or is there something here you’d like?”

  “Um, let’s get takeout. I don’t feel like cooking and we don’t have to really get dressed that way. It’s a win/win.” She rolled out of the bed towards the bathroom. “There’s another bathroom in the hallway if you need to use it. There’s a new toothbrush and other toiletries in there for guests. I’ll just be a few minutes.” She smiled over her shoulder as she walked around the corner.

  I lay there watching the empty doorway for a few seconds before I wandered into the hallway and found the second bath she was talking about. I hadn’t peed since last night and I was surprised the urge hadn’t struck me sooner. I guess my body had other, more important things to deal with. As I finished my business, I washed my hands and opened the medicine cabinet. Sure enough, I found a few unopened toothbrushes and toothpaste. The same exact kind I had always used, was that a coincidence? I brushed my teeth, cleaned up then headed out for my clothes. I might as well start looking up takeout places nearby.

  When I walked to the entry of the living room I was surprised to find her already on the couch with her feet perched on the edge of the coffee table in front of her wearing a pair of lacy boy shorts and my now buttonless shirt, responding to something on her phone. She looked sexy as hell. Her hair was piled in some sort of messy bun on top of her head, and there were a few tendrils hanging down around her face. I watched as she chewed on her full bottom lip while her fingers flew across the screen of her phone.

  “Miss anything important,” I asked as I stepped into my boxer briefs.

  “Oh, just some clients wanting to set up an appointment to see a property that they received through the automatic search I set up on my listing service.” She glanced up from her phone. “Um, I guess I never told you I’m a Realtor. That’s what I meant when I made the ‘phone ringing is like a cash register’ comment earlier. You know because it could be someone wanting to buy a house or condo or...” she was staring down at her phone now, biting her lip again.

  I walked over and put my fingers under her chin and tipped her face so her eyes met mine. “I know we have a lot of catching up to do. Why don’t we order some take out and we can take it slow? I want to hear about everything I’ve missed.” I leaned down catching her lips in a tender kiss and her body relaxed as she breathed out a sigh.

  “How’s Thai food sound?” I asked walking over to grab my phone from my discarded jeans.

  A huge grin spread across her face and her eyes lit up. “Delicious. Let’s order from Thai-Phoon.”

  “I haven’t had that in ages.” I grabbed my phone and opened Safari, then hesitated. “Um, so that I know which location to order from, uh, where are we exactly?” I laughed, running my hand through my hair.

  Ella laughed in response. “I guess we were both a little distracted on the drive here last night. I live in Moon Valley, 7th St and Thunderbird.”

  “Ok.” I searched through my phone for the number of the closest location. “What should we get? Wait, let me guess.” I placed a finger over my mouth looking to the ceiling in thought for a moment. “An order of garden rolls, lemong
rass chicken, and a yellow chicken curry.”

  Her mouth literally dropped open. “I can’t believe you remembered that.”

  “Princess, I haven’t forgotten one single thing.”

  34

  Ella

  I reeled from his confession. I mean, I hadn’t forgotten anything either, but I was still surprised to hear him speak the words.

  “Neither have I,” I whispered quietly at his retreating back.

  As he stepped away to place our order, I couldn’t help staring. He was in my hallway now, his back still to me, slipping on his jeans and shoes.

  I was still amazed at everything that had transpired in the last twenty-four hours. It’s funny how life can change so much in such a short time.

  I thought back to when I wrote him the Dear John letter. I know hindsight is always crystal clear, but realistically speaking I did what I thought was best at the time. I didn’t think it would be fair to him.

  And now, he still might not want me once I tell him. What happened could completely change the way he looks at me. I’m damaged. I know that. I’ve come to terms with it. It’s why I ran. But if I don’t take the risk soon, I’ll never truly know.

  Now the problem was deciding when to fill him in.

  I’d been enjoying this little bit of time that we’d had and really don’t want reality to cut it short. I know it’s selfish of me; he has every right to know. I hated feeling torn like this.

  Ford’s voice breaks into my thoughts. “It’ll be ready for pick-up in twenty minutes.”

  “K,” I smiled up at him.

  “Ugh.” He closed his eyes, placing his hands over his forehead and smoothing back his hair until his hands were locked behind his head. His eyes looking back up to find mine staring at him quizzically.

  “What? You don’t want to get takeout now?” I tilted my head puzzled at his reaction.

  “No, it’s not that. I just realized I don’t have my truck here. Which means I’m either going to need to call an Über or have you drive. I didn’t think about that when I suggested takeout. I figured you wouldn’t have to get dressed with that option.”

  “No Über. I’ll drive. And technically, I still don’t have to get dressed,” I responded raising my eyebrow mischievously. “I mean, it’s not like I’ll have to get out of the car for anything. I could go just like this and you could run in.” I shrugged innocently.

  I stood up and stretched my arms up over my head, letting out a big sigh. His shirt was split open down the front so I knew my cleavage was exposed as I arched my back, teasing him.

  His eyes followed my movements, sliding down the front of my body. “See that’s the other problem. That’s my only shirt. So, I’m going to need it to run in and get the food.”

  “Hold that thought, I might have a solution for that.” I dropped my cell on the table and ran into my room. I opened the drawer that I kept my pj’s in and grabbed his old t-shirt out. It was one of the only things of his that I took with me when I left. He had sprayed it with his cologne before he left for his deployment and I’m not ashamed to say it took me a really, really, really long time to wash it. Now, however, it was extremely worn and super soft. I smiled as I headed back out into the living room to hand it to him.

  35

  Ford

  I sent up a silent prayer. Please, Lord, don’t let her bring me some other guys shirt. I mean I’m sure there have been other guys, but I don’t want to think about them and I damn sure don’t want to wear the clothing they left behind.

  I looked around her living room as she retreated down the hallway. This was the first time I had gotten a chance to really take it all in. Her home was spotless.

  There was a long, skinny table in the entryway, and the foyer opened into the living room. It appeared she had hardwood floors throughout, except for the tile I had noticed in the bathroom. The couch sat in the middle of the large room and was an overstuffed, soft brown leather with a matching armchair and ottoman. Both the couch and chair had throw pillows on them that made them look homey.

  There was a coffee table centered in front of the couch, which is where her cute feet had been propped up earlier, and an end table between the couch and chair with a lamp perched on top. Across from the coffee table was a gas fireplace with a flat screen TV mounted above it on the wall. Her walls were lined with artwork and she had some framed pictures on her fireplace mantel. At the back of the room was a set of French doors that I assumed must go to the back yard.

  I already knew the bedrooms and bathrooms were down the hall to my right. So, I wandered to the left of the entryway where I found her kitchen and formal dining area. There were what appeared to be light colored quartz countertops, an island and stainless steel appliances, all of which was framed with white cabinets. A table sat at the far end under a drop down light.

  There was another door on the opposite side of the room, one that looked more sturdy with a bolt lock, that I imagined must go to her garage. All in all, she must be doing well for herself. This place was beautiful.

  I wandered back into the living room to check out her pictures. There was one of her and Sadie smiling with glasses raised in a toasting motion. A second one of her standing by a SOLD sign in front of a house, smiling brilliantly. And another of her and her family. Her sister Lucy looked a lot like her, but in my possibly biased opinion, Ella was the more beautiful of the two. Lucy had dark hair, but it was more wavy than curly, and her eyes were a dark chocolate brown. The shape of their eyes and their smiles were where you could really see the resemblance, though.

  “So, I thought you could maybe wear this.” Ella smiled walking into the room tossing a worn gray t-shirt back and forth between her hands.

  I reached for it, opening it up and my jaw that hit the floor. One of my old Air Force t-shirts looked back at me.

  I opened my mouth, but then closed it again. Shocked. So shocked that I was at a loss for words, which never happened to me.

  “I hope you don’t mind. I’ve kind of held on to that over the years…” she trailed off looking at me, raising her hand to her mouth and taking her middle fingernail between her teeth.

  “Mind? No, I don’t mind at all. I’m shocked. I didn’t know what to expect when you said you might have something, but I can honestly say it wasn’t this.” I pulled the soft fabric over my head and, even though it was a little tight now, it still fit.

  Tilting my head at her I asked, “Are you still going like that,” nodding to her state of undress.

  “Uh-huh,” she nodded devilishly in agreement.

  I reached out and pulled her body flush with mine. “Have I told you just how sexy you are?”

  “You may have made a comment to that effect at one point in the last 15 or so hours.”

  “Well, it’s true.” I murmured against her lips, placing a gentle kiss there to punctuate my words. I pulled back and spun her around, giving her a quick swat on the ass.

  Ella yelped, and looked quickly over her shoulder at me. “Hey,” she protested all pouty.

  “Time to go get some food so I have enough energy to ravish you again.”

  “C’mon then,” she sighed dramatically shooting me another smile over her shoulder. She grabbed her cell and purse from their respective tables and led the way to the garage through the door I had seen in the kitchen.

  She hit the garage door open button and ran around to get in her SUV before the door was opened enough to display her half-dressed ass to the world. I shook my head and laughed at her cuteness. I walked over and climbed into the passenger side.

  “So, which location is it? The one on Cave Creek?”

  “Yeah.” I buckled my belt as she started to reverse. As we pulled out I heard her XM radio kick on. 80’s on 8 in her vehicle too. A little Def Leopard “Pour Some Sugar on Me,” followed by Poison “Talk Dirty to Me”. We both sang along. When they sang in a whisper at the end to ‘’talk dirty to me’’ Ella looked at me, whispering the words. She winked and unthinki
ngly wet her lips.

  I leaned forward turning down the music, my hand instinctively reaching for her thigh sliding from her knee upwards to the apex of her body.

  “You like dirty talk, don’t you, princess?”

  She licked her lips again before answering. “You know I do,” she glanced over at me.

  Her hips were straining towards my teasing fingers. I lightly ran them over her lace clad pussy and was surprised to feel the lace already coated with slippery heat.

  A soft, low sigh slid through her parted lips and blood surged to my cock. I pulled back my fingertips, which were now coated with her wetness, and brought them to my mouth just as we pulled up to get our food.

  “Mmm…” I hummed, then opened my door.

  I watched as she dropped her head back against the seat and closed her eyes grumpily.

  “I’ll be right back.” I winked as I adjusted myself and stepped out of her SUV.

  36

  Ella

  I couldn’t help the frustration I felt as he pulled his hand away. How could I possibly be this turned on this soon again? Fucklust, it was a real thing. I swear this was like a literal sex marathon. I was horny as soon as I had seen him slip that t-shirt over his head again. The way it clung to all his muscles made my mouth water and my blood head due south.