Page 71 of Ruled Out

When he pulls them out, they’re already wet from us both, but as he spits onto them, my pussy clenches. I’m so fucking turned on.

“You’re ready to take every inch of me. But I want more than just my cum inside you. Spread your legs further, Sweetheart.”

With his hand at my apex, he shifts my drenched thong to one side and rests a finger at my entrance. I feel my breath hitch in my throat with anticipation.

Jessie’s attention moves from my pussy to my eyes. “Breathe out, baby.”

On my exhale, a single finger enters me slowly, and a cheeky smile tips up the corner of his lips as he watches my jaw fall open.

“You’re already so good at this, sucking me right in.”

He continues to slide inside me carefully. At one point, I feel a tiny pinch as I take him further, but the pain is everything I’m ready to hand over to him.

When he pulls his finger out, I watch as his eyes hood at the sound of me taking him, and he pushes back in, another finger joining.

“Two this time, Mia. I’m so fucking proud of you for taking my hand so well.”

He pumps in and out of me gently, and the sound of my pussy fills his bedroom.

“When I lick you from my fingers, I want them to be soaking. Now come for me.”

When he drives deeper than he’s gone before, scissoring his hand inside, white-hot pleasure rockets toward me. My hips shoot up off the bed, and he cups his hand over my pussy, his thumb working my clit. It’s enough for the simmering heat to spark, and it sends me up in flames as every nerve fizzes in my body, burning in the best possible way.

“Jessie!” I croak, my voice failing me. “I-I’m coming … s-so hard.”

Just like he promised, he draws out my orgasm until I’m a writhing mess beneath him. He pulls out his fingers and smiles at me.

“You’ve always followed the rules like a good girl, Mia.” He brings his fingers to his mouth, stained pink from where no one has been before, and sucks each in turn, his eyes fluttering shutat the taste of me. “Who knew Daddy’s little princess could taste so damn sweet?”

I let out a needy whimper as he brings those same fingers back to my pussy, swiping them through me once.

“Are you still coming for me?” he says as he wraps his now soaking hand around his impossibly hard length, working himself up with my release.

I nod, looking up at him. “I think so.”

When he notches himself at my entrance, he drops down into the missionary position, his forearms bracketing me in as his lips hover millimeters above mine. Pushing back some hair from my slick forehead, he kisses me softly above my left brow.

“I promise I’ll go gentle with you. Breathe with me when it stings.”

I wrap my legs around his waist, pinning him in place, and I feel the way his cock pushes just inside. The sensation is everything.

“I want it to hurt,” I say, bringing my hand around the nape of his neck. “I want to be able to feel you when I wake up tomorrow.”

When he pushes his hips forward, our jaws simultaneously fall open at the incredible feeling we’ve only fantasized about until now.

“There will never be a time when you don’t clench your thighs and feel me, Mia.”

He must be halfway in when I feel the first stab of pain, and I wince. Jessie kisses me through it, retracting his hips before pushing in again.

It hurts. I can’t lie and say it doesn’t, but it’s the best kind of pain, as it flirts with insane pleasure.

“I want you all the way in me,” I beg, pressing my heels into the top of his ass. “Touch that spot you keep talking about.”

Jessie pushes further inside, and within a second, he’s so deep that I can barely breathe.

“Are you ready for me to move, Sweetheart?” he asks on a choked breath.

I nod quickly. “Yes.”