Part 3

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Faye

I drive home after the club. While driving all I can think about is Ares. Why was he with that girl. He claims me then goes and fucks someone else.

I don't know why but I feel so betrayed. I'm not even with him.

I finally arrive home, I look in and see some else in my drive way.

"The hell?" I whisper to myself.

It's one of those blacked out cars I seen earlier today. I'm assuming it's Ares so I walk in confidently. I see Ares sitting on my couch with a blunt in his mouth.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Couldn't he have went to that other bitches house?

"Waiting for you love." He takes another hit off his blunt before holding it out gesturing me to take it.

I walk to him hesitantly. I take the blunt from his fingers and hit it, french inhaling it.

"I like it when you do that." I just look at him for a moment.

"Do what now?" I say giving the blunt back to him.

"When you smoke like you know what your doing." I didn't know doing such a small thing would be noticed by him.

"What your other bitches don't know how to smoke?" I sit on the couch smiling a bit.

"Not like you." He just puts his head back as the smoke exits his mouth.

Without him realizing I sit on his lap straddling him. I take the blunt from him, hitting it then blowing the access smoke in his face. He coughs slightly but it comes out more as a laugh. He then hits it, grabs my jaw and pull my lips to his with a small gap in between.

He blows the smoke into my mouth slowly. After breathing it in I crash my lips to his. Kissing him sloppily. He puts the blunt out on my leg and throws it to the floor.

I feel the sting of the ash on my leg. The pain is overflowed with pleasure. I feel my self grind into his now hard dick. I grind harder, still keeping a slow pace.

He then moves me over slightly.

"Ride my thigh." He says sternly.

"What?" This man wants me to ride his thigh? Is it weird I'm into this?

"You heard what I said now fucking do it!" My stubborn side wanted to stop but it feels so fucking good.

I do just as he said and start to grind my covered pussy into his thigh. I put my hands behind his neck to keep me steady as I grind back and forth roughly on his thigh.

I grind harder and faster. It feels so fucking good I want more. I want him inside me.

"Fuck me." I say which comes out more as a moan.

"Right here right now?" He ask pushing me into him more.

"Please."

As soon as the word leaves my mouth he instantly flips us over putting himself on top. He starts by pulling off his shirt and unbuckling his pants. I just lay there touching on myself waiting for him.

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