I play with her like she's a new toy, touching every part of her, learning every fold. I spread my thighs wider, forcing her to part hers to give me more room to work. Her nails dig into my shoulder blades as she hangs on for dear life. Her skin is flushed a sweet pink and she's panting. Those tits bounce and jiggle, her pink sports bra keeping them pushed up high for me.
"Look at me, Jessa," I demand, wanting her eyes on me. I want her to know who is touching her. And I want to see every little expression that crosses her face. For so long, all I've had were my own fantasies of what she looks like when she's coming. Now, I get to see it for myself.
She tips her head down. Her hair falls forward like a silky curtain. I reach up with my free hand to move it out of the way, unwilling to miss the briefest flicker of pleasure on her face. Her eyes are midnight blue, full of rapture. Her plump lips are parted.
I keep my thumb on her clit while I try to get a finger inside her. She's virgin tight and hot as hell. I can't wait to sink into her for the first time, feel her walls stretching to accommodate me and gripping me tight. Feeling her coming on my cock is going to be an otherworldly experience.
"You're going to make me fight for it, aren't you?" I ask, jiggling her clit again, trying to get her to let me in. "That's all right, baby. I'll work like a fucking dog to keep this little thing satisfied."
"Jax."
How she manages to sound exasperated, shy, and needy all at once, I don't know, but it's a hell of a combination. Makes my dick even harder. She's as cute as she is gorgeous, as adorable as she is feisty. I love every facet of her personality. Knowing she's in love with me makes me that much more eager to please her, to show her I can be exactly what she needs.
I lean forward to bite her nipple. It's right there, taunting me. Besides, I licked it. That makes it mine. Her pussy spasms, another flood of moisture soaking my hand. I growl when I'm finally able to get my finger inside her.
And then I growl because she's even tighter than I expected.
Fuck me. This pussy is going to make me work to keep it satisfied.
I play with her, watching every expression that crosses her face, memorizing them. She's beautiful every day, but she's a goddess right now. She doesn't hide anything from me, instead locking eyes with me and letting me see exactly how good I'm making her feel.
She writhes and grinds in my lap. It takes her a minute to find a rhythm and her courage. But once she does, she rides my hand, taking what she wants from me. It's sexy as hell.
I slip a second finger inside her. I twist and scissor them, trying to loosen her up. As soon as I touch her g-spot, she shouts my name, practically catapulting off my lap. I manage to wrap an arm around her waist to keep her where she's at.
"You like that?" I ask, doing it again.
"Oh my god, Jax," she moans. "W-what is that? Why does it feel so good?"
Ah, hell. If she's gotten herself off before, she's never touched her g-spot to do it.
"That's your g-spot," I murmur, stroking it again. The way she sobs my name has my cock throbbing for release. "It'll feel so much better when I'm hitting it with my cock every time I slide between these thighs."
"It…" She gasps, trembling in my arms. "It's already feels…feels amazing."
"Yeah? Then be a good girl and come for me. Soak my hand."
She whines my name again, and then again when I stroke her g-spot and her clit at the same time. Her inner muscles flutter around my fingers, letting me know she's close. She's fighting it though, fighting me. I don't even have to ask to know why.
"This thing between us will never be over, Jessa," I tell her, catching her gaze so she knows I'm not screwing around here. "Don't give a fuck what anyone has to say about it. You're mine, my rabbit. If anyone gets you pregnant, it's going to be me."
"Jax."
"Come, Jessa," I growl, ruthlessly dragging her to the edge with my thumb on her clit and my fingers buried inside her little hole. I use every trick I know to get her there. "Now."
She shouts my name when she falls, her inner muscles locking down on my fingers. Her body convulses, throaty cries of ecstasy leaving her lips again and again as I work every last bit of it out of her, greedy for it. Her cream soaks my hand, dripping off my wrist to smear against her dangling panties and soft thighs.
"Good girl," I croon when she slumps against me after the last little aftershock quakes through her. I slide my hand out of her panties and then pop my fingers in my mouth, unable to resist. I've been desperate to taste her for so long. She doesn't disappoint. She's sweet cream and juicy peaches. I lick up all of her juices, not willing to let a single drop go to waste.
She buries her face in my throat as if she's embarrassed.
I'm not. This girl was made to be mine. When I finally get inside her, I'm going to gorge myself on her, teach her every filthy thing I've thought about doing to her. One day soon, she won't feel shy around me. When that cunt gets hungry, she'll climb up on my lap and take what she wants from me.
For the moment, I content myself with holding her close while Ruby demolishes the remains of our dinner. She's quiet in my arms, keeping her face in my throat. I run my hands up and down her back, murmuring to her.
"My heart feels you," I whisper, turning my head so my lips are at her ear. "It's always felt you."
"Jax," she whispers back.
"You done running from me now, rabbit?"
"Yes."
"Thank God," I breathe.