Release Day – ‘Ace’ by J.J. Marstead


IT’S LIVE!




Alison

I2527ve lived in a small town my entire life.  At eighteen, I don2527t have a whole lot of life experience, and all I really have time for is my job.  I2527ve heard of the Brimstone Kings MC, but I2527d never seen them until a group of them shows up at the diner where I work.  That2527s the day I met Ace.

Just his name sends shivers up my spine.  That man is sex on a stick.  But he2527s a man.  I2527ve only ever been around boys.  I don2527t know if I2527m ready for the kind of life that comes with a man like Ace, but he isn2527t giving me much choice.

Ace

Shit, she is fucking beautiful.  When I first laid eyes on her, I didn2527t think there was a chance in hell she was legal.  The minute I found out she was eighteen, it was game on.  I will make her mine, if it2527s the last thing I do.

Getting her to be mine proves to be harder than I thought though.  I need to prove to her that I am the man for her.  That I can take care of her.  That I won2527t hurt her.  This woman is stubborn as hell, but I2527m determined to make her see what it feels like to be with a real man.






Waking up groaning, I feel a pair of lips
sucking my cock. Nice way to wake up.

I pry my eyes open looking down to see
Porsche licking and sucking the tip of my dick. Porsche looks up and smiles,
“Good morning Ace.”

I give her a lazy grin and moan, “This is
nice, waking up having my dick sucked; every man2527s dream.”

Porsche hums around my cock; I feel the
tingle down my spine straight to my balls. I grab her head and give a couple of
slow strokes, going as far as I can go. She gags but takes me in like a pro.

That is what I like about Porsche; she
takes whatever I give her with no arguments. I look down at her bobbing up and
down on my cock and she gives me the look that I know she wants, my cum down
her throat.

“I2527m going to cum Porsche, are you ready?”
She sucks harder, and I moan letting go giving her all I got.

Porsche swallows every drop. Looking at the
clock beside the bed I see it’s eight twenty-five. Shit, I am supposed to meet
the guys at the diner.

She makes her way up my body to give me a
kiss, but I get up before she can deliver. “Sorry Babe, but I got to go; the
guys are waiting for me.” 

She gives me a little pout, “Baby, are you
sure you want to go, I am sure you can have breakfast here.” She spreads her
legs showing me her shaven pussy like it2527s a buffet. 

“Can2527t babe, I got to go.”



J.J. Marstead lives in a quiet little town in Quebec, Canada. 
She is originally from a small Island in Canada called ‘Prince Edward Island2527.
J.J. Marstead is the pen name; she wanted to have a pen name because it seemed pretty awesome.
Her real name is Jessica Martell, and no she is not ashamed of writing.
She loves to read and now she has taking up writing as a new adventure. 
She2527s a stay at home mom, so she has plenty of time to think of naughty things to write.
Married to the love of her life of nine years, they have a lovely daughter who is seven years old,
and they have two dogs, full house.

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