threw me off. “What?”
“The fact that you take charge, the demanding tone you use, and how it makes me want to bend to your will. It makes me so wet for you—”
“Then let’s not waste any more time. Do you trust me to continue, Jasmine? Do you want to play?
“Yes.”
“Then follow me, and do as I say.”
Chapter 10
“Climb on up, baby,” I instructed while patting the first conveyer belt we’d stopped next
to .
“What?” Confusion was clear on her face.
“Hop up and lay back, sweetheart. Spread those beautiful legs for me, and place your feet flat on the edge.”
She became a flustered mess, starting to tremble before me. Whether it was from anticipation or being scared, I didn’t know, but what I did know was that she was taking too much time to do as I’d asked.
“Now, Jasmine! Get the fuck up here, and spread those thighs. I want to see that pretty pink pussy all wet and drooling on this conveyer belt for me.”
“Oh, God,” she mewled, but remained perfectly still.
Having had enough, and with no further patience for her lack of response, I scooped her up and deposited her on the conveyer belt myself. Laying her back with arms stretched high above her head, I made sure I had those tempting breasts up high with her nipples at my disposal.
Those pink buds stood erect, looking for all intents and purposes like they could cut glass, yet at the same time melt like butter the moment my tongue would swipe along their pebbled texture. “Look at you, baby. Fuck! So damn tempting that you’re making me lose my goddamn mind. I want to devour every fucking inch of your skin. Will you let me?”
“Please,” my naughty cashier begged.
“Don’t move a fucking inch, Jasmine. I’m not playing; I’m planning to enjoy you the way I’ve always dreamt of doing.”
My order was met with a groan of approval.
Descending upon her voluptuous breasts with my mouth, I began to lavish the area around her nipples with a series of nips and bites that left my girl squeezing her thighs together and begging for mercy.
I loved the new power I’d acquired.
She wiggled, trying to press herself against me.
“Stop that,” I demanded against the swell of her breast. I refused to move from my position now that I had her at my disposal and could savor the taste of her naked flesh on my tongue.
Jasmine ignored my request to be still, and began to remove her hands from the position in which I’d left them. I growled at her, and then snapped my teeth around her pebbled nub.
She screamed.
This served to inflame me further, and made my cock leak down to my balls. Bad girl.
“What did I say to you?” I inquired while my teeth plucked and tortured her nipple, before my tongue loved the rigid flesh. “Answer me!”
“Oh, God. Oh, fuck . . . bite harder, Sir,” she replied, and my hand landed on her thigh with a harsh sound.
There’s that fucking word again.
I delivered three quick, yet harsh swats over her inner thighs and on the apex of her sex. I was afraid after the last smack landed that I’d taken it too far because she gasped and seemed to be holding in her breath.
“Breathe, baby . . . God dammit, Jasmine, fucking breathe.”
“Oh, my sweet Jesus, shit . . . Oh, God,” Jasmine repeated once she got a lungful of air
in.
My naughty girl liked it rough. The conveyer belt was saturated in her essence, and I’d yet to touch her where we both wanted the most.
“Like that, do you my perfect, naughty cashier?” Never giving her a chance to answer, I grabbed both of her hands in one of mine, and then began to attack her buds with renewed vigor.
Biting.
Plucking.
Sucking.
Jasmine was losing her fucking mind; thrashing and moaning out curses and praises while I tortured her breasts. I wanted to have her gush with just the work of my tongue over her breasts, and I succeeded.
Chapter 11
I could tell by the tears in her eyes and the clenching of her muscles
“The fact that you take charge, the demanding tone you use, and how it makes me want to bend to your will. It makes me so wet for you—”
“Then let’s not waste any more time. Do you trust me to continue, Jasmine? Do you want to play?
“Yes.”
“Then follow me, and do as I say.”
Chapter 10
“Climb on up, baby,” I instructed while patting the first conveyer belt we’d stopped next
to .
“What?” Confusion was clear on her face.
“Hop up and lay back, sweetheart. Spread those beautiful legs for me, and place your feet flat on the edge.”
She became a flustered mess, starting to tremble before me. Whether it was from anticipation or being scared, I didn’t know, but what I did know was that she was taking too much time to do as I’d asked.
“Now, Jasmine! Get the fuck up here, and spread those thighs. I want to see that pretty pink pussy all wet and drooling on this conveyer belt for me.”
“Oh, God,” she mewled, but remained perfectly still.
Having had enough, and with no further patience for her lack of response, I scooped her up and deposited her on the conveyer belt myself. Laying her back with arms stretched high above her head, I made sure I had those tempting breasts up high with her nipples at my disposal.
Those pink buds stood erect, looking for all intents and purposes like they could cut glass, yet at the same time melt like butter the moment my tongue would swipe along their pebbled texture. “Look at you, baby. Fuck! So damn tempting that you’re making me lose my goddamn mind. I want to devour every fucking inch of your skin. Will you let me?”
“Please,” my naughty cashier begged.
“Don’t move a fucking inch, Jasmine. I’m not playing; I’m planning to enjoy you the way I’ve always dreamt of doing.”
My order was met with a groan of approval.
Descending upon her voluptuous breasts with my mouth, I began to lavish the area around her nipples with a series of nips and bites that left my girl squeezing her thighs together and begging for mercy.
I loved the new power I’d acquired.
She wiggled, trying to press herself against me.
“Stop that,” I demanded against the swell of her breast. I refused to move from my position now that I had her at my disposal and could savor the taste of her naked flesh on my tongue.
Jasmine ignored my request to be still, and began to remove her hands from the position in which I’d left them. I growled at her, and then snapped my teeth around her pebbled nub.
She screamed.
This served to inflame me further, and made my cock leak down to my balls. Bad girl.
“What did I say to you?” I inquired while my teeth plucked and tortured her nipple, before my tongue loved the rigid flesh. “Answer me!”
“Oh, God. Oh, fuck . . . bite harder, Sir,” she replied, and my hand landed on her thigh with a harsh sound.
There’s that fucking word again.
I delivered three quick, yet harsh swats over her inner thighs and on the apex of her sex. I was afraid after the last smack landed that I’d taken it too far because she gasped and seemed to be holding in her breath.
“Breathe, baby . . . God dammit, Jasmine, fucking breathe.”
“Oh, my sweet Jesus, shit . . . Oh, God,” Jasmine repeated once she got a lungful of air
in.
My naughty girl liked it rough. The conveyer belt was saturated in her essence, and I’d yet to touch her where we both wanted the most.
“Like that, do you my perfect, naughty cashier?” Never giving her a chance to answer, I grabbed both of her hands in one of mine, and then began to attack her buds with renewed vigor.
Biting.
Plucking.
Sucking.
Jasmine was losing her fucking mind; thrashing and moaning out curses and praises while I tortured her breasts. I wanted to have her gush with just the work of my tongue over her breasts, and I succeeded.
Chapter 11
I could tell by the tears in her eyes and the clenching of her muscles
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