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“It might’ve been what I wanted then.” I panted against her neck as she milked me. “It is absofuckinglutelynotwhat I want right now.”
“Are you sure?” She reached down and did the thing with my balls.
Fuck!I almost came right then and there.
“No one has to know—not even you and me,” I said, even though that made no sense. “We don’t even have to talk about it. But if you think we aren’t going to fuck right now…”
I tore myself away from her, taking an unwelcome step back. We were both breathing hard. “You better tell me.”
“Babe,” she said, “I couldn’t stop now if I tried. I was only asking.”
We stared at each other for a beat. The moment stretched out as we formed a silent agreement. Yes, we would do this. Yes, we would be together. For now. Just for right now.
And it would be our little secret, even from ourselves.
Jenny sank onto her knees. “Come back. Please.”
I went to her, and she wrapped her hands around my shaft. Staring up at me, she started to milk my screaming erection. Then she put my tip into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue.
“Fuck.” The word came out strangled. “What’re you doing?—”
But it became apparent immediately. Jenny took me all the way into her mouth, swallowing me whole, and I drowned in sensation. She sucked firmly, with just the right amount of tension, so that I lost my mind. I thrust into her mouth. Shetook me in, meeting me stroke for stroke, her mouth eager and greedy.
My thrusts got more ragged and urgent. Jenny cupped my balls and applied pressure, and that was the beginning of the end. She wasmine. She was with me, my hired plaything, my… Jenny. I didn’t have to do anything other than be here right now. She had me in her mouth. She was all around me. She was on her knees, offering herself to me, taking me deep.
A powerful orgasm built inside me, its pressure heavy and relentless. I felt like a riptide was taking me out—everything was out of my control. Jenny’s perfect mouth sucked me. Her perfect hand cradled my sac. She owned me; I had no control. I felt like I was about to die and be reborn.
Then she started chasing her mouth with her hand, applying even more pressure to my cock.
“Oh, fuck.” The simultaneous sensations pushed me over the edge. Jenny took her mouth off and milked me hard as I came in a torrent—I shot my seed all over her gorgeous face. She opened her mouth for me to come inside it, and I did, my cum glistening all over her pouty lips as she moaned and writhed on her knees.
“Yes, babe,” she moaned. “Give it to me.”
She massaged my balls, and I climaxed harder. I saw white. Everything I’d been holding back—my rage, my sadness, my desire, my love—all of it emptied.
“That’s right, baby,” Jenny cooed as she slowed down. Her touch became gentle, a soothing embrace after a storm. I relaxed against her. She’d rocked my world and was now putting me back together again.
I felt weak and like I might pass out as the shockwaves of my orgasm subsided. Still, I wanted more. My desire ached inside of me, a raw feeling I couldn’t control. Once I felt strong enough, I lifted Jenny gently and sat her down on the shower bench. Igently wiped her face clean. “I still need you,” I said. “I’m not finished.”
Jenny stared up at me, eyes wide, as I nudged her legs apart. And then it was my turn to get down on my knees.
I buried my face in her slit.
“Ah! Cole!” Jenny cried out, arching her back.
I lapped at her wet, warm sex, greedily sucking and licking. She cried out above me, writhing, and it drove me wild. I wanted her to feel pleasure like I just had, but more than that, I wanted her to know that I fuckingownedher. She was mine. My tongue delved into her slit, and then I worked my way up to her tender clit. I took it in my mouth gently at first, nibbling and teasing and sucking. But as Jenny’s groans started to build, so did my desire. I tongued her clit relentlessly, alternately sucking on it as she cried out.
Jenny sank her hands deep into my hair as I devoured her. Every time she got close to coming, I stopped. I did it again and again until she was whimpering, begging, pleading. “I need you, Cole. Please.Please. Don’t make me wait,” she moaned.
“You’re not coming like this. I want you. On the bed. Let’s go.” I was shaking I needed her so badly. My cock was rock-hard once again, screaming to be inside her, demanding to come again.
I swooped her up, somehow grabbing towels for both of us on the way to the bed. I laid Jenny down gently. She was sopping wet. I toweled her off, then myself, as she watched me. Her pupils were huge. “I n-need you,” she stammered.
“You’re going to have me,” I said. “And then you’re going to have me again. And again. You won’t be able to walk straight for a week, babe. Consider it your punishment for running out on me.”
She didn’t say anything. She just looked at me with those wide, blue eyes.
I had to have hernow. Since I’d told her my plan—we were absofuckinglutely spending all day in bed—I could afford to take my time later. But now it was urgent. A dark fire was burning inside me, a need to claim and mark her. Her blow job had merely been an appetizer for my desire. I needed to conquer her, own her, make her understand that this wasn’t a game, and I wasn’t fucking playing.