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Iris

After I told Elena about the bet situation she was found disgusted by both Leo and Ares. She couldn't believe Ares would go this far but was extremely disappointed with Leo. Though, through all this, Elena suggested that I test his limits. I can use my body to have him down at his knees for me. Then I thought back to the time he recklessly fucked me in the basement. He doesn't want any other guy to fuck me either.

But I have to admit that he made me see stars. HE MADE ME SEE FUCKING STARS AT College. It was a bit painful, his shaft is extremely long and he is quite thick too but I enjoyed it better than the first time.

I guess this is why the girl in the book lets her enemy fuck her because he fucks her with hatred. I have to admit that I wouldn't mind Ares fucking me. Even if it was every day... I am ashamed to admit that because what actually happened to all the morals?

I drop down to my knees as I keep my head up to Ares' face. There's a huge lump that comes to my mouth through his pants. My hands hold the edge of his sweatpants and pull them down. He isn't even wearing boxers. I grab him by the tip and rub my point finger around it.

"You're so hard," I gasped running it down his burning skin behind his tip.

"I'll soften up soon. You can't do hand jobs or head," he challenged knowing how much of a virgin I was.

I've read a million books to know how to but practice makes perfect. I take that as a challenge as my wrapped finger slides down his length they don't perfectly meet each other because he's so big and my hands are small.

My tongue slides out of my mouth and onto his light-skinned tip, running in a circular motion. I don't even know if I'll be able to take this in, it's so big. His hand crawls onto my face. His point finger runs along my sharp jawline as I continue to tease him.

"Don't do that," he warns, taking his hand to the back of my head, and scratching my scalp.

But I didn't listen. I continued to lightly hurt and harden his cock with my teasing, making him more desperate than he already was.

Without a warning, he grips a handful of my hair and pushes his tip into my mouth. I gladly took more and ran to take down his entire length, even though it seemed impossible. His hard skin is brushing against my teeth and I feel it reaching down my throat with each thrust.

"Uh," Ares whimpered.

His knees are getting weaker as I thrust his cock in my mouth faster and deeper each time. With every thrust, his back bends back on his shelf to get some support. I feel it getting harder and harder with every thrust. This doesn't normally happen in books. Isn't it supposed to get softer, not harder? Now I understand why he doesn't want me around other guys. I make him this hard around me and even harder in me.

I let his member out of my mouth and drag his pants off his feet before I get back up on my feet. His eyes are questioning what I'm doing right now. I grab him by the neck and pull his ear down to my lips.

"Bed. Now," I commanded.

He turns his back to his bed and I push him back onto it, shifting upwards. My legs spread across his legs downwards as I get back to licking his tip. I run my tongue on the outside of his tip and then to his left ball.

It's huge. I take it in my mouth and suck on it making him moan. With my free hand, I massage his other ball. My teeth capture the skin and play around with it in my mouth before I run my tongue back up to his tip along his length. Then again, I take his entire length and thrust it back and forth. Between all this, I feel myself getting wet. Wanting him inside me.

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