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I turn around to find hes spread his legs a little and has his hand palm up on his thigh. His fingers are still wet with my desire, and that might embarrass me if I had room for thought. Jason nods at his fingers. Straddle my thigh. Right here.
Understanding dawns, bringing with it another wave of need. I have to grip his shoulders as I obey, and I come down lightly against his palm. He rewards me be pushing his fingers into me again. This time, I cant help whimpering.
Take what you need, sweetie.He grips my hip with his free hand and urges me to rock against his palm. Ride my hand.
I shiver. Your hand isnt what I want.
My hand is all you get right now. You have to earn my cock.He smiles, slow and arrogant. Ill get inside you when Im good and ready, and not a moment before.His voice goes hard. Ride my hand, sweetieHe leans in, his voice low and sinful. Show your Daddy how prettily you come.
Calling him that is downright wicked. Okay,I breathe. And then I begin to move, grinding against his palm, forcing his fingers as deep in me as I can get them. Its not enough, but it feels so good and so bad at the same time. Its made more complicated by the fact that Im in a familiar setting, but things couldnt be more different.
He watches me a moment, his gaze dark and hungry and then leans down and captures my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress. He sucks hard, making me cry out, and then looks up. Take off the dress.
Im only too happy to comply. I wrestle it off me and toss it away. The way he watches me—God, I cant breathe. My orgasm is bearing down on me, so I slow, wanting to make this last as long as I can. I lean back and prop my hands on the ottoman, giving him view of the long line of my body as I fuck his hand. His jaw goes tight. You are so sexy.
Thanks, Daddy.
He drags me closer. I shouldnt like that so fucking much.He guides me to lie down between his spread thighs, my legs stretched wide as he drags me until Im nearly in his lap. But I do like it, Lily. I really, really do.He parts my pussy with questing fingers and circles my clit slowly with his thumb. Do you want to come?
I think I might die if I dont. Yes.
Hes still tracing me with his fingers, teasing me, examining me. Tell me what this pretty pussy needs, baby girl. Ask me properly and Ill give it to you.
I bite my bottom lip and look down my body at him. Do I dare say it? The alternative—not getting what I want—is unacceptable. Make me come, Daddy. Please.
The slow slide of his fingers into me feels obscene in this position. As if Im just a plaything for him to do with as he pleases. Against my better judgement, my gaze flies around the room. Were totally exposed here. If someone walked in, there would be no doubt what were doing, no hiding how close I am to coming, no missing the fact that its his fingers getting me there.
What are you thinking about?He asks almost idly as he pumps his fingers a little. You just clenched around me.
I, um…I drag in a ragged breath. I was thinking about how exposed we are right now.
Not we. You are exposed. Spread out in only these tease of garters.He spreads my pussy with his free hand and bends down to ghost his exhale against my clit. Youre thinking about the look on his face if he found us like this.
I hadnt been, but now I can think of nothing else. Fierce satisfaction soars through me. Ive endured so much pain and humiliation because of Lucas. Im just enough of an asshole to want to respond in kind. Maybe.
Another delicious exhale, the feeling almost enough to tip me over the edge. I shouldnt ask…
I stretch my arms over my head, writhing almost mindlessly against his touch. Ask me. Ill tell you whatever you want.
Whens the last time he made you come, Elena?It sounds like its dragged from him, rough and brutal. Whens the last time he worshiped your pretty pussy the way it was meant to be worshiped? Fingers and tongue, over and over again until youre begging for his cock.
My back bows and the beginning of an orgasm curls my toes. Im so close… But Jasons hand stopped moving, stopped the heady rise of pleasure while he waits for my answer. I whine and thrash. Never. Hes never done any of that.
Hes never made you come?
No.He never seemed to care, either. Not as long as he got his.
Shock makes his voice harsh. Not a single fucking time?
No,I whimper. Not once.
His curse is the only warning I get before his mouth is on me. Licking and sucking and, holy shit, that feels good. I barely get a chance to enjoy it before Im orgasming, my toes curling and my back bowing. I dont mean to grab his hair and grind my pussy against his face, milking every last bit of pleasure from his clever tongue.
I dont mean to, but Im not sorry I do it.
Jason shifts me higher on the ottoman and shoves it forward enough that he can go to his knees between my spread thighs. I tense. Most of the time when guys have gone down on me in the past, theyre in a rush, doing the bare minimum to get me ready enough to fuck me. Im more than ready to fuck Jason, but hes giving my pussy slow, thorough kisses. Like he has all the time in the world. Like this isnt even about my pleasure; its simply because hes enjoying himself.
Little by little, I relax, my mind unspooling beneath his tongue and the pressure of his fingers against my thighs, holding me open for him. That feels good,I whisper.
He drags the flat of his tongue over my clit. Stay the long weekend.
I lift my head. What?
Hes watching me closely. Stay the weekend with me, baby girl. Let me work out two yearsfrustration on your tight little body and worship your pussy. Let me make you come so many times, you lose count.Another long lick. Surely thatll satisfy your need for revenge.
I cant think with him working with me like this. But what if he comes to visit?
He wont.He nips my thigh. Ill tell him to stay away if thats what you want.
I dont know what I want. If this is only revenge, having Lucas catch us should be the ultimate goal. But if he catches us, this ends. I slowly reach down and sift my fingers through Jason s black curly hair.
I lift my hips, drawing his mouth back to my pussy. Yes, Daddy. Ill stay for the long weekend.
His answering grin makes me shiver. Good.And then his mouth is on me again, resuming his slow tongue fucking. Even as I tell myself theres no possible way I could come again, he coaxes my pleasure higher, easing me back to that cutting edge of desire. Quicker than I imagine possible, Im whimpering and writhing and rolling my hips to grind against his mouth.Oh my god, why does that feel so freaking good?
Because.He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue. I have nothing but time, baby girl. Nothing but time and your pussy and a whole fuck-ton of patience. You think I havent imagined your taste? I finally get it and you think Im going to rush? No. Fuck no.
I feel like Im about to burst out of my skin. Dont stop.
He doesnt answer with words, but he answers all the same. Each stroke drives me higher, winds me tighter. And then Im at the precipice, suspended between one lick and the next, only to freefall down the other side. I come so hard, I shriek and clamp my thighs around his head. Shane wedges his big hands around them to force my legs wide again, to hold me open as he continues his assault until my bones turn to putty and I collapse. No more. Oh god, no more.
His dark chuckle promises no mercy. Elena, you didnt come here for two measly orgasms.Hes at my pussy again, dragging his thumbs over my lips and parting me as if he cant get enough of the sight of me. So fucking pretty and pink and wet just for me.
Yes,the word comes out as a rasp.
Jason sits back a little but doesnt stop touching me. He avoids my clit for now, but the slow, possessive strokes against the rest of me is both easing me down and riling me back up. He doesnt take his attention from my pussy. Id like to remember this.
Me too.
No, I dont mean like that.He finally drags his gaze up to my face. My wetness is all over his mouth and chin. He looks like a fucking savage, and I love that he doesnt care that Im all over him. Weve made a mess of each other and, as he said, were just getting started. He slowly goes into me with his throbbing cock and gives me pleasurable strokes slowly and steady. I vibrated on the bed spreading my legs wider for him.
Scream my name! No one will hear you baby. The windows are soundproof.He said panting heavily.
Jason! I shouted. My breathing was haggard. He fucked me for few minutes before we both climaxed and wrapped around each other's arms in the car. He kissed my cheeks.