emerald satin, chuckling
in my ear as he found the hem and pushed it over my head where it cascaded down
over my bound wrists.
His hands were as soft as the satin he
just stripped from my skin and he reached around and rolled my hard nipples
between his thumb and forefingers. “What do you want?” he asked, his right hand
slipping between my thighs and finding my already dripping pussy.
“I want you to lick me.”
He kissed his way down my back and
slid under me again, licking the moisture from between my legs. One slow long
stroke with his tongue. “Like that?”
“Yes.”
He rolled his tongue around my clit,
intermittently sucking between tongue flicks, building the heat up to the point
of flash over. He stopped just short of that moment, his sapphire eyes looking
up at me, the smile in them evident in the tiny creases of each corner. “Beg.”
The word was all I needed. “God Jake,
don’t stop, oh god, don’t stop.”
He smiled and continued sucking my
sweet spot and sliding his finger inside my wet pussy. I moved my hips with
him; my pussy wrapping around the motion of his fingers, the sound building in
my chest coming in repeated pleas over and over until the rush flashed; my moan
filled the room and I arched into him, his tongue sliding in, tasting, then
continuing its mad flicker on my clit.
“Jake please,” I whispered, the
impossible heat suffocated me again and wetness rushed with the next orgasm. “Please
fuck me.” The sweat glistened on my arms and chest and the space behind my
knees was almost as slick as my pussy.
He was ready, hard and wanting and
when he knelt behind me, sliding into my wetness, I moaned his name, my next
release quick and he rocked, slamming his full length in me, his lips finding
the nape of my neck, one arm wrapped around my waist and the other gently
tracing my breasts, rolling my nipples through his finger tips. My wrists
strained against the metal, the pain dulled by the pleasure he created through
the rest of my body. I panted, matching the force of his thrusts with my own
and orgasm after orgasm rippled through me.
His teeth grazed my neck, his breath
hot and panting just like mine. I winced as he bit down on my shoulder, harder
than I had bitten him.
“Sorry.” Jake’s chuckle echoed in my
ear.
I glanced back at him, meeting his
playful gaze.
He pulled out, flipping me over, my
wrists above my head as he stretched me out on the bed, climbing between my
legs, and he plunged deep, stopping when his full length was inside me.
Teasing, he pulled away.
I gasped at the sudden rush of air
between our bodies. “Don’t stop.” My breath hitched in fast pulls, fueled by
exertion. My skin pulsing with the need he created. “Please don’t stop.”
He reached for the chocolate with a
grin, outlining my nipples with the warm liquid. He licked the sweet confection
off and brought his sweet filled mouth to mine, kissing me slowly again. Like
the first time. “Tell me,” he said pulling away.
I made a small noise of protest. “Tell
you what?”
“Do you love me?” He whispered in my
ear.
Of course I did, but all I wanted at
that moment was for him to ride fast and hard. “Shut up and drive.”
He pushed himself up on his hands and
stopped moving.
I smiled up at him and continued
moving my hips in a small circle.
He half smiled, tilting his head. “Do
you?”
I sighed. “Yes. Now will you stop
driving me crazy?”
He obliged.
“Oh yes.” Magic, absolute magic and my
body burned for him, writhing, moving as one, cresting as one, the “Oh God,”
one voice as we came together.
Before he collapsed on me, he unlocked
my wrist and I wrapped my arms around him, our chests heaving before the
chuckle erupted against my neck.
“What’s so funny?’
He propped himself up on his elbows. “Shut
up and drive?”
My cheeks warmed, blush rushing into
them and I smiled. “Yeah well, I don’t exactly think straight when you’re
around and certainly not
in my ear as he found the hem and pushed it over my head where it cascaded down
over my bound wrists.
His hands were as soft as the satin he
just stripped from my skin and he reached around and rolled my hard nipples
between his thumb and forefingers. “What do you want?” he asked, his right hand
slipping between my thighs and finding my already dripping pussy.
“I want you to lick me.”
He kissed his way down my back and
slid under me again, licking the moisture from between my legs. One slow long
stroke with his tongue. “Like that?”
“Yes.”
He rolled his tongue around my clit,
intermittently sucking between tongue flicks, building the heat up to the point
of flash over. He stopped just short of that moment, his sapphire eyes looking
up at me, the smile in them evident in the tiny creases of each corner. “Beg.”
The word was all I needed. “God Jake,
don’t stop, oh god, don’t stop.”
He smiled and continued sucking my
sweet spot and sliding his finger inside my wet pussy. I moved my hips with
him; my pussy wrapping around the motion of his fingers, the sound building in
my chest coming in repeated pleas over and over until the rush flashed; my moan
filled the room and I arched into him, his tongue sliding in, tasting, then
continuing its mad flicker on my clit.
“Jake please,” I whispered, the
impossible heat suffocated me again and wetness rushed with the next orgasm. “Please
fuck me.” The sweat glistened on my arms and chest and the space behind my
knees was almost as slick as my pussy.
He was ready, hard and wanting and
when he knelt behind me, sliding into my wetness, I moaned his name, my next
release quick and he rocked, slamming his full length in me, his lips finding
the nape of my neck, one arm wrapped around my waist and the other gently
tracing my breasts, rolling my nipples through his finger tips. My wrists
strained against the metal, the pain dulled by the pleasure he created through
the rest of my body. I panted, matching the force of his thrusts with my own
and orgasm after orgasm rippled through me.
His teeth grazed my neck, his breath
hot and panting just like mine. I winced as he bit down on my shoulder, harder
than I had bitten him.
“Sorry.” Jake’s chuckle echoed in my
ear.
I glanced back at him, meeting his
playful gaze.
He pulled out, flipping me over, my
wrists above my head as he stretched me out on the bed, climbing between my
legs, and he plunged deep, stopping when his full length was inside me.
Teasing, he pulled away.
I gasped at the sudden rush of air
between our bodies. “Don’t stop.” My breath hitched in fast pulls, fueled by
exertion. My skin pulsing with the need he created. “Please don’t stop.”
He reached for the chocolate with a
grin, outlining my nipples with the warm liquid. He licked the sweet confection
off and brought his sweet filled mouth to mine, kissing me slowly again. Like
the first time. “Tell me,” he said pulling away.
I made a small noise of protest. “Tell
you what?”
“Do you love me?” He whispered in my
ear.
Of course I did, but all I wanted at
that moment was for him to ride fast and hard. “Shut up and drive.”
He pushed himself up on his hands and
stopped moving.
I smiled up at him and continued
moving my hips in a small circle.
He half smiled, tilting his head. “Do
you?”
I sighed. “Yes. Now will you stop
driving me crazy?”
He obliged.
“Oh yes.” Magic, absolute magic and my
body burned for him, writhing, moving as one, cresting as one, the “Oh God,”
one voice as we came together.
Before he collapsed on me, he unlocked
my wrist and I wrapped my arms around him, our chests heaving before the
chuckle erupted against my neck.
“What’s so funny?’
He propped himself up on his elbows. “Shut
up and drive?”
My cheeks warmed, blush rushing into
them and I smiled. “Yeah well, I don’t exactly think straight when you’re
around and certainly not
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