“Nope. You’re just going to have to put up with the discomfort of sitting on a sore ass. But I think I have something that will take your mind off the pain.”
He better.
She sat on the table, wincing. Although the coolness of the surface was pleasant against her hot skin, she wouldn’t want to sit there for long. Jake spread her legs apart, his gaze resting on her exposed pussy. She blushed a little as she realized how on display she really was.
“Lean your hands on the table behind you,” he ordered in a gruff voice. “I’m going to play, and you’re going to keep your hands there. And if you’re a good girl, then you might just get to come.”
Oh, fuck, yes. She quickly put her hands behind her then leaned back. He chuckled. “I don’t think you’ve ever obeyed me that quickly before.”
“You said the magic word.”
“Come?”
“Yep. Oh, please let me come.”
He ran his hands up her thighs, just stopping short of her mound. “Hmm, let’s see. You were a good girl. You took your punishment well and you didn’t come even though your clit was swollen, and your pussy was soaked with your juices.”
Oh, Jesus, had anyone ever talked to her like that before? That would be a big, fat no. He spread open the lips of her pussy. “And your clit is still swollen, isn’t it? I bet it’s throbbing something fierce.”
“It is. Please, please touch me, Sir.”
“I like when you beg me,” he said huskily. He leaned in and kissed his way up her thigh as his thumb gently rubbed against her clit.
Her passage clenched. He reached the top of her mound, replacing his thumb with his tongue. The tip licked at her, so lightly she groaned. She wanted more. She wanted hard and fast.
“Sh,” he told her in a low murmur. “Soon. First, I just want to explore and play. Remember, no coming without permission.”
Crap this sucked.
“Lay back, hands behind your head.” He told her as he grabbed her leg. He raised it up, placing her foot down on the table. Then he did the same to the other leg, pushing them wide. She was completely at his mercy. And, oh, how he took advantage. The man had some serious skills. His tongue teased her clit. He pushed the lips of her pussy back, offering her clit no protection against him as he flicked it, circled it, then sucked it between his lips.
“Jake! Oh, God, Jake!”
She wished she had something to hold onto, some sort of distraction to take her mind off how much she wanted to come. She couldn’t hold off much longer. A long digit entered her passage. She arched up. It wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Jake drew his finger out.
“Stay still,” he growled.
“It’s so hard.”
“If you don’t stay still, I’ll get my rope and tie you up. Then I’ll force you to lie there while I play to my heart’s content. You won’t be able to move, but you won’t be allowed to come either.”
“I’ll stay still. I’ll stay sti
ll,” she promised. Although the idea of the rope did hold a great deal of appeal.
“Another day, then,” he told her. “I think you’ll enjoy being bound. If you’re a good girl, I’ll place a knot just here,” he brushed a finger over her clit, “and give you permission to come as often as you like. But if you’re a bad girl . . .”
She didn’t need the threat laid out for her. She got it. She’d likely be tortured to the point of insanity. She was almost there.
He pushed two fingers deep inside her, moving his tongue back to her clit. This time his touch was firmer, and it was no time at all before she was panting, her whole body one giant nerve ending. So close. She was so close and she couldn’t last. She bit down on her lip. Please let me last.
“Such a good, good girl. You can come, kitten. Come for me now. Let me taste you. Let me hear you scream.”
He flicked her clit with his tongue in firm, fast strokes. Her whole body stiffened, her breath caught in her lungs before she let go, screaming as she fell over into bliss.
Jake quickly stood and reached into his back pocket for the condom he’d put there earlier. He undid his jeans, drawing them down before sheathing his cock. He needed to be inside her, wanted to feel her pulsing around him.
“Put your legs around me, kitten.”