The End of the Beginning

Night had fallen on Amethyst Shore when Jace finally went up to bed, and when he entered his room, the light was on, and his window was open, which was odd.

The bathroom door swung open abruptly, and out sashayed Skylar Wayne in the sexiest lingerie he’d ever seen her wearing. It was lacy, green, and baring some extensive cleavage. It also had plenty of sheer fabric so that her sexy body was very, very visible. And she looked radiant, her hair perfectly done, her flat stomach, her long tanned legs, her sexy smirk, and her beautiful perky tits.

“Could you have taken any longer?” she smirked. “I’ve been waiting for an hour.”

“Did you break into my house?” Jace asked in astonishment.

“Yes, I did.” Skylar nodded unashamedly. “But I did it to fuck you.”

“Not even an issue, then, don’t worry about it.” Jace waved a hand, making the sexy blonde laugh.

“Come here, baby.” Skylar purred. “I think both of us need a little victory celebration.”

“Fuck yes.” Jace groaned, and he locked the door behind him before walking forwards to pull Skylar into his arms. The blonde heiress let out a small gasp as she was forcibly yanked up against Jace.

“My, my.” she cooed, putting a hand on the back of Jace’s head and pulling it down so she could kiss him fiercely, their tongues slipping out to play. “Someone’s eager.”

“Of course I am. It’s not every day I get to fuck the queen of the school.” Jace said wryly, and Skylar rolled her pretty green eyes.

“You fuck me often enough. That can’t be why you’re so eager. Someone get you revved up?” Skylar raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve been thinking about this since last night.” Jace smirked. “You know, when you told me you’d fuck my brains out when we won.”

“Oh, look at that. It’s me who got you all revved up. You hadn’t thought I’d forgotten about you, did you?” Skylar asked curiously.

“Well, maybe.” Jace admitted. Skylar’s eyes flashed, and she shoved him back a step before closing the distance with a jump, landing wrapped around him, her long model-like legs going around his waist as her arms encircled his neck. Jace caught her by the ass, and she looked him fiercely dead in the eyes.

“I’m not ever forgetting about you, Jace Benjamin Holland.” Skylar said fiercely, and she kissed him. Jace was stunned, but he kissed back. Skylar was not the type to be so… committed. Usually they both treated this like they were just playing around, but that wasn’t playing around.

Their mouths were hot on each other’s, and Jace let Skylar lead, letting her tongue dominate his. His hands mauled her fit ass as she did so, and he didn’t half mind the feeling of her tits pressing against his chest either.

“How did you even find out my middle name?” Jace asked as Skylar pulled back after a long, long kiss.

“Found it on your report card.” Skylar said dismissively.

“Where’d you see my-” Jace asked, alarmed, but Skylar pulled him back into another kiss and he promptly forgot about it.

“I believe I made you a promise.” Skylar murmured, breathing hard.

“You definitely did.” Jace agreed.

“Something like… I’m going to fuck your brains out if we win?” Skylar tapped her chin thoughtfully.

“Oh, maybe something like that.” Jace nodded.

“That does sound like me.” Skylar agreed, and she dropped back down to her own feet, and she kissed Jace again while her skilled hands hooked in the waistband of Jace’s pajama shorts, yanking them down. They fell to the ground, and an instant later his boxers joined them. Jace stepped out of his clothes while still kissing Skylar, and he kicked them aside.

Her slim fingers closed around the base of his cock, and he groaned into her mouth. Her other hand stroked the hair on the back of his head while she jerked him, soft and playful. Skylar had incredible technique when it came to her hands and her tongue, but she wasn’t giving it much skill right now, she was just getting him warmed up while they made out.

“Well, I hope you don’t mind if I start with my mouth, rather than my lower lips.” Skylar mentioned innocently.

“Not at all.” Jace invited her, and she gave him a sexy, sultry smirk and she began to lower herself down to her knees, slowly. Sensually. Her knees found the carpet of his bedroom floor, and she reached around to give his butt a cheeky squeeze, before she pulled her hands back to tie back her hair. She pulled a hair tie off her wrist and tied it back into a quick, messy ponytail, but it was still surprising to Jace.

Skylar never wore her hair back. She’d occasionally put it up for a fancy event, but usually she let it flow loose, even when blowing him. What kind of master blowjob was he about to receive?

“Careful not to shoot too quick, Jacey.” Skylar winked. “I need some time to get warmed up.”

“I’ll do my best.” Jace said dryly, but then Skylar’s lips pressed lightly to Jace’s tip, giving him a quick gentle kiss. That was unusual. She had something in store for him tonight, that much was definite. She kept planting tiny little kisses all over his cock tip, then she kissed the very very tip, giving a quick little lick of the most sensitive spot. Then another lick. Then another, dragging her tongue right along the small opening, eliciting a low groan from Jace. She gave it another fond kiss, but then kept going, taking the first bit of Jace’s cock in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his cock like a tornado, fast, furious and feeling oh so good.

“Sky. Fuck.” Jace groaned. She pulled back, shaking her head as saliva sparkled on the first inch or two of his cock.

“Jace, Jace, Jace. I’m just getting started. Don’t you dare blow your load too soon.” Skylar told him amusedly. “I’ll be very cross if you do before I even take half of you in my mouth. Try to hold it together.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Jace grunted as Skylar got back to work. But was it really even work if she loved her job?

Slowly, terribly slowly, she began to take more and more of his cock into her mouth. She used her tongue liberally, caressing the underside of his cock, sliding it along the sides, swirling it around his shaft. She also had just enough of him in her mouth that she could lift her tongue back and give his tip some licks, but then she took a little more into her mouth and his tip went too far back.

His pleasure didn’t decrease even slightly, though, and the ridiculously skilled tongue worshipping him didn’t miss a beat. Flicks of the tongue, playful teases, long drawn out licks… Skylar did it all. All while making some humming noises that felt really good, the gentle vibrations tickling his cock. She placed her tongue against the inside of her lower lip, pressed just barely against the underside of his cock, and slowly, tantalizingly, she drew her head back. Her tongue ghosted along the bottom of his dick, making him shiver at the just barely there contact.

“You’re a little she-devil.” Jace grunted. Skylar shrugged glibly.

“Not a clue what you’re referring to. Am I too much for you? I can slow down, if you want.” Skylar said, looking up at him with wide, deceitfully innocent eyes.

“Don’t you fucking dare slow down.” Jace shook his head, making Skylar laugh.

“Remember I said I would fuck your brains out. Not that I’d let you fuck my brains out.” Skylar winked. “I’m taking charge here, Jacey. You’re just a cock I’m using for fun.”

“Now you’re saying it’s just fun?” Jace asked quietly, and her green eyes met his bluish-green ones for just a millisecond before she started sucking his cock her usual way, fast and quick, taking him deep into her mouth. Jace groaned, and shook his head. She was trying to distract him, she was-

Giving him the best head of his life. Fuck. She could make him forget about anything with a snap of her fingers, couldn’t she? She was just all consuming. What had he been frustrated at? He could barely remember, all he could remember was how incredible it felt as Skylar deepthroated him. Her lips were pressed tight together, dragging up and down his cock feverishly as she greedily devoured his entire cock, her nose brushing against his hips, tickling his pubic hairs. Skylar choked on his cock, coughed, but she didn’t pull back like most girls would, she pressed ever onwards, continuing the incredible deepthroat, and the gagging noises only contributed.

“Skylar…” Jace groaned and Skylar looked up at him, eyes dancing but they had a weird manic look to them, and Skylar’s pace picked up fervently, and Jace groaned again, unable to string words together.

Jace staggered, and he nearly fell over, his legs trembling at the incredible pleasure coursing through him, but he righted himself, and Skylar grabbed him by the hips, not stopping her oral onslaught.

“Fuck…” Jace grunted, and his hips bucked. His cock hit the back of her throat, and she purred invitingly, eyes begging for more. He had no idea what had gotten into her, but he gave her what she wanted, and started facefucking her.

Maybe later on, part of him would wonder why she’d given up the control she said she was taking, but that part was braindead right now. All the blood in his body was coursing through his dick, he couldn’t afford to be wasting it on thinking.

He facefucked Skylar without mercy, and she was drooling as she took it all eagerly, her tongue going mad, lapping and slobbering all over his cock as he thrust into her throat.

He could feel his explosion coming, and he pulled back out of Skylar’s mouth entirely.

“Look at that.” Skylar rasped. “You made it through. Guess it’s time for the main event.”

Skylar rose back to her feet, and she pushed Jace backwards onto the bed with one hand. She reached up with the other and pulled out the hair tie, shaking her head back and forth, pale blond locks flying free. Her hair was messy, saliva was all over her chin, and her eyes were red and watery. She was a mess, yet Jace had never seen her looking so sexy. It was the eyes, he decided. The powerful, sexual look in those eyes.

She reached up to cup her tits in that lacy green bra, jiggling them as she began to sway her hips. It wasn’t much of a sway, she wasn’t dancing, she was just moving. A gentle sway, an inviting pop of the hip, a shifting of those long, smooth, flawless legs he was dying to have wrapped around him again. Each movement made him crave more and he wondered how the hell Skylar always managed to turn arousal into an art form. Seduction into a song. Sex into a supernova.

Those hands slid backwards, reaching around behind her to find the clasp of the bra, and she popped it effortlessly, her hand shooting around to catch the bra before it fell. She looked into Jace’s eyes, and she winked as she let the bra fall.

Jace’s eyes drank in the sight of Skylar’s incredible breasts. They weren’t huge and plump like, uh, what’s her name. The girl with red hair. Her face was right there on the edge of his memory but he couldn’t figure it out staring at Skylar right now. Whatever. They weren’t huge like that girl’s, but they were perfect, right on that cusp between medium sized and large, round and perky, without even a hint of sag.

Her stomach was flat and toned, and as her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her panties, dragging them tantalizingly lower before tugging them back up before he could catch a glimpse of her pussy. She toyed with those panties, moving them up and down slightly, showing off the contours of her fit, flawless body, the slender curves she had, the perfect supermodel body.

“Fuck.” was all Jace could say, and from the big smile on Skylar’s face, he didn’t think she expected anything else. Now she did start dancing, shimmying her hips to imaginary music, but it didn’t look ridiculous, or silly, or like anything other than mindblowingly sensual. He felt like a snake caught in the tune of a snake charmer, but she was the one moving like a serpent. Slow and curving, beautiful but lethal. Up and down she went, dragging her hands up her long legs, fixing him with a sultry look that made him throb.

Those hips swaying to the hauntingly sexy music that she must be able to hear, because there’s no other possible way she could be moving like that when there was nothing to dance to. She was something ethereal in that moment, a siren drawing him into her… he didn’t have an end to that sentence that didn’t sound like a bad sex pun. Wet depths? No, that was awful.

She winked at him again, that sexy, knowing little wink that reminded him she really was in control here, and then she hooked her fingers into her lacy green panties again, and this time, she really did slide them down her legs, and she stepped gracefully out of them to walk towards him, a small but purposeful and impactful sashay to her gait.

She drew closer and closer, slow and sultry, and Jace found it harder and harder to breathe as Skylar came up to him. It was a few feet at most, but it felt like it took her hours to reach him. With every ounce of feline cheerleader grace she had, she stepped up onto the bed, moving smoothly forwards, planting her knees on either side of his waist.

“Time to fulfill my promise, I think.” Skylar murmured, and Jace kissed her breast as she lowered herself down, yet again taking it nice and slow. She’d figured out that that made him tick, and she excelled in exploiting every advantage she discovered. It was madness how talented she was. What kind of selfless saint had he been in a past life to deserve a sexy naughty angel like Skylar Gwendolyn Wayne in his life like this?

His tip brushed her lower lips, and Skylar tilted her head back as she kept lowering herself, down and down. She was very, very wet, Jace discovered quickly, and she sank down his cock as smoothly as silk. A quiet but passionate moan began to fill the room, and Jace had no clue whether it was a sound being **** out of him or Skylar, but it was a sound of guttural pleasure. This wasn’t a choice, this was raw arousal.

“Sky.” Jace gasped as his cock bottomed out inside her and their hips met.

Skylar’s breathing was uneven, quick, and shallow, and her eyelids were fluttering. Her hands lifted and balled themselves in Jace’s shirt, and she clung to him as she began to ride him, rolling her hips, bouncing herself on his perfect cock.

She was in ecstasy, a hot pleasure burning through her, and his stupidly handsome face was contorted in the same pleasure she felt running through her. Why was his cock so perfect for her? She hated it. She hated how good he made her feel. She hated how she loved making him hard. She hated seeing the lust and love in his eyes when he looked at her. She hated the way she melted when he looked at her, too.

She hated everything about him, especially the way he made her feel this love inside her chest. Bursting with it. Skylar rode her favorite cock in the world fiercely, wishing it wasn’t her favorite cock in the world. She was supposed to be a fiery wild unchained spirit, that’s what she’d always wanted to be.

She’d grown up seeing her mother, independent and alone. Alone, but not lonely. Powerful. In control of a giant corporation and still a great mother. A woman who had borne a great tragedy with an indomitable spirit.

Skylar had always dreamed of being just like Sophia. A woman in total control, with no man by her side, but unstoppable all the same. Skylar loved sex, and she loved the crazy freedom she had, the way men bent themselves over backwards to please her. That’s what she thought she’d be like her whole life, her dream version of herself.

But all that vanished when she was with Jace, and she was just a dumb teen girl with a crush. She wasn’t the next Sophia Wayne, she was just a girl, that’s what it felt like, and it wasn’t what she wanted.

To be under Jace’s thumb was bad, she always tried to convince herself, but… Jace never put her under his thumb. He never tried to convince her to be his girlfriend, to try and chain her down. She’d practiced her rejection speech to him in the mirror a thousand times, she knew exactly how she’d break his heart when he tried to ask her out.

But he hadn’t asked her out. He hadn’t tried to change her, to break her in any way. He’d always just taken whatever time with her she gave him, as much as she dared. He’d never once in his life tried to make her some kept girlfriend, and Skylar hated it.

She never got to use that speech she’d practiced, and each passing day she found herself dreading having to use it more and more. She feared, no, she knew that one day he would ask her and she’d not have the strength to deliver her speech. To break his heart.

Because seeing his heart broken would break her heart, too. She didn’t know when that had happened, and she laid awake in bed all the time trying to work out what it had been that flipped the switch, but she couldn’t sleuth it out.

She’d never stopped sleeping around, and the sex felt great, but the first time she had had sex with Jace, she had just felt different. There was this warmth, this heat when they fucked, and try as she might, she could never replicate that warmth. The warmth filling her up right now.

The hot arousal building in her core. Her soaked pussy that betrayed her best efforts to mask how completely utterly in love she was with Jace Holland.

His big cock filling her up felt like heaven as she rode him like a woman possessed. She felt like a cowgirl taming a wild stallion, and he might not be a horse, but Jace was definitely a stud. Dimly, she was aware of Jace moaning her name, and she reached out with her arms to wrap them around Jace and pull him close, kissing his neck hard. Probably hard enough to leave a hickey, so she figured she may as well fully commit, and she began suckling hard on some spots on his neck, determined to leave a mark. Damn it all, she wanted to mark him as hers.

“Fuck.” Jace grunted, and his fingers dug into her ass. “Sky, I’m so close.”

“Me too.” Skylar panted, fighting the urge to call him baby. “Me too.”

“Together?” Jace groaned, and Skylar tossed her head back, flicking her pale blonde hair out of her eyes, and she picked up the pace at which she was riding him, moaning to herself about the feeling of her being rammed by the big cock she was riding so expertly.

Skylar looked Jace in his beautiful bluish-green eyes and she nodded. “Together.”

Jace exploded as if he’d been fighting with his entire will to not cum inside her, and Sky buried her face in his shoulder as she erupted in one of the best orgasms of her life, and then his warm, comforting arms wrapped around her, and she couldn’t hold back the happy sigh.

“That was so fucking good, baby.” Skylar whispered.

End of Act One.