Lies That Bind (on hold temporarily)

Chapter Twelve

S A R A

"I know what I want to do for our date."

James's eyes widen. "What's that?" he asks standing from the bed to step into his sweats.

"My high school reunion," I say, before pulling my bottom lip between my teeth and anxiously awaiting his response.

"You want me to be your date for your high school reunion?" he asks, cocking a brow as he lays back down in bed. "The one where not one, but two of your exes, will be..."

My face falls and my heart sinks down in my chest when I realize how idiotic it was to invite him in the first place. "Well, Alec probably wouldn't be there. He hates those kinds of things, but Ty would be."

"Oh? The Ty whose name you called out when we were fucking in the bathroom a couple days ago?" he jokes, grabbing me by the waist as I attempt to break free of his grasp.

I sigh and collapse onto his chest.

"Sounds like it'll be a great time." He cups my chin and tilts my head up so my eyes meet his, "I'm in."

"You are?"

"I wouldn't pass up the opportunity to spend a night with you on my arm," he says as he swipes the pad of his thumb over my cheek. "Plus, I wouldn't mind getting to know more about you outside of your coffee order, and how you like to be fucked."

"That's really all you need to know about me to keep me happy," I tease.

"I think I've been doing a pretty good job of that so far...right?"

I giggle and push myself up far enough to give him a quick kiss. "Better than pretty good. In fact, I think you deserve a reward for just how good."

"A reward?"

"Mhmm," I nod, licking my lips as my hand travels down his toned stomach and I palm his cock over his swats.

He drops his head back onto the pillow as his length flexes in my hand, the bulge in the front of his sweats growing.

My hand wraps around his length and I pump it a few times before a bead of precum soaks through and darkens the light grey material.

I push down his sweats and let his cock spring free before climbing between his legs, and taking his length in my hand. I stroke him as my tongue swirls around the head, licking up the remnants of his precum.

He moans as my lips close around his cock, and I slowly bob my head on him, each time taking him a little further into my mouth.

I look up at him through my lashes with my mouth full of him, as he fists his hand in my hair.

"God fucking dammit, Sara..." he breathes as his eyes lock with mine.

He watches me for a moment before he tightens his grip on my hair and pushes my head down so his cock butts up against the back of my throat, causing me to choke. The muscles in my throat tighten around his head before relaxing, earning a deep groan from James.

I remove my hand from the base of his cock and bring it to my pussy, running my fingers through my soaked folds before settling them on my clit.

I forgot how much I love giving blowjobs.

"Are you playing with yourself?" he asks, pulling my head back so his cock slips from my mouth.

I giggle, and nod, licking my lips, as I rub my clit in tight circles

His cock flexes at my response. "How about I help with that?"

My eyes widen with curiosity, "This is supposed to be your reward."