his way with me. My
clit pulsed as desire curled low in my belly. My pussy became so
wet I could hear his fingers gliding in and out my slippery
channel. He nipped at my shoulder and sucked hard on my neck. That
sensitive spot he teased sent shivers racing up and down my limbs.
"Oh! Jack! Jack! Please!"
"Come for me, sugar." His gruffly spoken order
sent me over the edge. I'd never been one to do as told but I
realized I couldn't refuse Jack. When he spoke, I had to
obey.
Rocked with pleasure, I came hard but quietly.
I buried my face against his neck and inhaled the familiar scent of
him. The spasms of ecstasy left me trembling and sagging against
the door. His fingers stopped tormenting me finally.
I expected him to unzip his pants and fuck me
but he shocked me by dropping to his knees. He pushed my skirt up
around my hips and jerked my panties down around my knees. Stunned
by his actions, I gaped at him. He used his thumbs to part the
petals of my sex. My clit, still pink and swollen, peeked out from
between my nether lips. Jack leaned forward and licked
me.
"Oh!" Seeing stars, I threaded my fingers
through his dark, thick hair and held on for dear life as he lashed
me with his tongue. He moaned hungrily and ate my pussy like no one
ever had. Always before the experience had been tentative and
unenthusiastic. Not so with Jack. He slurped my clit between his
lips and fluttered his tongue across the pink kernel. He expertly
worked my pussy with his tongue and showed me everything I'd been
missing.
"Jack," I whispered, my tone
desperate and needy. "Jack. Jack !"
His tongue swirled around my clit in slow,
tight circles. My toes curled in my pumps. I scratched at his scalp
and prayed I wouldn't scream when I came. Ecstasy simmered in my
lower belly. He lapped my clit and slipped a finger inside me
again. The sensation of his tongue fluttering across my clit and
his finger thrusting up into me drove me crazy.
When he hummed against my clit, I lost it. I
clapped my hand across my mouth to stifle my scream and managed to
merely squeak as my orgasm slammed into me. The waves of ecstasy
engulfed me and I nearly drowned in sheer bliss.
Overcome, I started to slide down the door.
Jack held me up as he slowly rose and embraced me. Our mouths met
in a passionate kiss. The spicy musk of my pussy infiltrated my
nose. I couldn't believe how wild this was. Ten minutes ago, Jack
had been a friend of my father's that I tolerated during hunting
season and at various society functions. Now he'd just given me the
two best orgasms of my life.
Our kisses began to soften and grow easy and
gentle. Jack pulled back just enough to gaze down into my eyes. He
started to speak but someone knocked on the door. "Jack? It's time.
You've got five minutes or so."
He frowned and cleared his throat. "I'll be out
in a second."
The reality of what we'd done hit me. I had the
decency to blush and look embarrassed. Had I really just let a
sitting member of the House of Representatives go down on me during
a fundraiser? What the hell was wrong with me?
"Don't," Jack warned and tipped my chin. "Don't
you dare feel ashamed, Phoebe."
His use of my real name pulled me from my
stupor. "I shouldn't have let this happen."
He snorted with amusement. "Bee, I'm the older
and wiser of the two of us. If anyone is at fault here, it's me."
He kissed me again, this time with possession clear in his intent.
"I don't regret it one bit." With a grin, he added, "Well I regret
not having time to finish this."
Feeling a bit brave, I said, "You're staying at
our house. I'm sure we can pick this up later."
His eyebrows arched. "You asking me on a
date?"
I laughed. "I think they call this kind of
thing an assignation."
"Assignation?" He chuckled. "Boy, that makes it
sound so elegant."
"I think it sounds better than a booty
call."
He grimaced. "Don't ever use that term in my
presence. I hate it."
Smiling, I asked, "Does that mean we'll be
having an assignation
clit pulsed as desire curled low in my belly. My pussy became so
wet I could hear his fingers gliding in and out my slippery
channel. He nipped at my shoulder and sucked hard on my neck. That
sensitive spot he teased sent shivers racing up and down my limbs.
"Oh! Jack! Jack! Please!"
"Come for me, sugar." His gruffly spoken order
sent me over the edge. I'd never been one to do as told but I
realized I couldn't refuse Jack. When he spoke, I had to
obey.
Rocked with pleasure, I came hard but quietly.
I buried my face against his neck and inhaled the familiar scent of
him. The spasms of ecstasy left me trembling and sagging against
the door. His fingers stopped tormenting me finally.
I expected him to unzip his pants and fuck me
but he shocked me by dropping to his knees. He pushed my skirt up
around my hips and jerked my panties down around my knees. Stunned
by his actions, I gaped at him. He used his thumbs to part the
petals of my sex. My clit, still pink and swollen, peeked out from
between my nether lips. Jack leaned forward and licked
me.
"Oh!" Seeing stars, I threaded my fingers
through his dark, thick hair and held on for dear life as he lashed
me with his tongue. He moaned hungrily and ate my pussy like no one
ever had. Always before the experience had been tentative and
unenthusiastic. Not so with Jack. He slurped my clit between his
lips and fluttered his tongue across the pink kernel. He expertly
worked my pussy with his tongue and showed me everything I'd been
missing.
"Jack," I whispered, my tone
desperate and needy. "Jack. Jack !"
His tongue swirled around my clit in slow,
tight circles. My toes curled in my pumps. I scratched at his scalp
and prayed I wouldn't scream when I came. Ecstasy simmered in my
lower belly. He lapped my clit and slipped a finger inside me
again. The sensation of his tongue fluttering across my clit and
his finger thrusting up into me drove me crazy.
When he hummed against my clit, I lost it. I
clapped my hand across my mouth to stifle my scream and managed to
merely squeak as my orgasm slammed into me. The waves of ecstasy
engulfed me and I nearly drowned in sheer bliss.
Overcome, I started to slide down the door.
Jack held me up as he slowly rose and embraced me. Our mouths met
in a passionate kiss. The spicy musk of my pussy infiltrated my
nose. I couldn't believe how wild this was. Ten minutes ago, Jack
had been a friend of my father's that I tolerated during hunting
season and at various society functions. Now he'd just given me the
two best orgasms of my life.
Our kisses began to soften and grow easy and
gentle. Jack pulled back just enough to gaze down into my eyes. He
started to speak but someone knocked on the door. "Jack? It's time.
You've got five minutes or so."
He frowned and cleared his throat. "I'll be out
in a second."
The reality of what we'd done hit me. I had the
decency to blush and look embarrassed. Had I really just let a
sitting member of the House of Representatives go down on me during
a fundraiser? What the hell was wrong with me?
"Don't," Jack warned and tipped my chin. "Don't
you dare feel ashamed, Phoebe."
His use of my real name pulled me from my
stupor. "I shouldn't have let this happen."
He snorted with amusement. "Bee, I'm the older
and wiser of the two of us. If anyone is at fault here, it's me."
He kissed me again, this time with possession clear in his intent.
"I don't regret it one bit." With a grin, he added, "Well I regret
not having time to finish this."
Feeling a bit brave, I said, "You're staying at
our house. I'm sure we can pick this up later."
His eyebrows arched. "You asking me on a
date?"
I laughed. "I think they call this kind of
thing an assignation."
"Assignation?" He chuckled. "Boy, that makes it
sound so elegant."
"I think it sounds better than a booty
call."
He grimaced. "Don't ever use that term in my
presence. I hate it."
Smiling, I asked, "Does that mean we'll be
having an assignation
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