Something about the new remodeling.
“I have an idea,” Jared says as he continues to fuck me with shallow, maddening strokes. “You tell her what this place should be next.”
“M-me? I-I get to choose?”
His fingers tangle in my hair and he wraps the long tresses around his wrist. A gentle tug brings my face to his gaze. “You’ve got me locked down tight with this incredible snatch, princess,” he growls in my ear. “You turn me inside out every time I look at you. I’m lost, baby. Utterly fucking lost. There’s almost nothing I won’t do for you.”
Almostnothing…
I know what that almost means.
He’ll do anything but let me go.
And right now? In this moment? I don’t want him to.
I’m crazy about Jared Prince. And for the first time in my life, I selfishly wish my dad would stay away forever. That’s how far gone I am.
“You’re keeping Noelle waiting. Which is to be, little girl?” Jared says without breaking his incredible strokes. He drags a few more whimpers out of me before I can summon enough brain matter to respond.
“W-winter W-wonderland, please.”
How many times have I dreamt of dressing up like a real-life princess and skating in Central Park in the middle of winter with my own Prince Charming?
“Louder, princess. I don’t think she heard you.” He slams harder into me. I scream with pleasure and I fear I’m going to pass out as he angles my head towards Noelle.
She’s wearing the same smile she always wears. As if she’s used to this behavior from her boss.
That sends a sharp twinge into my heart. But she’s waiting, and I get the feeling Jared will withhold my orgasm until I answer.
“W-w-inter W-wonderland,” I gasp louder.
I don’t hear Noelle leave. Because the moment the words are out of my mouth, Jared is pounding into me, one hand sneaking around to strum my clit.
The combination of his cock and his fingers makes my toes points harder as sensation snaps free in my pelvis.
I’m screaming as I climax, my head thrown back and throat growing raw as my orgasm flays me wide open.
“Fuck.” Jared’s head lands between my shoulder blades and he continues grunting as he bottoms out again and again inside me. When he comes, he grips my hips hard enough to leave marks. Marks I’ll wear with pride. “Jesus.Angel.”
Our moans and groans mingle in decadent symphony, the best music in the world soothing our hearts from its frenzied dance.
Jared is still moving inside me and the squelching noises our juices create make me want to do it all over again.
My pussy clenches at the idea and Jared’s breath hisses out. “Christ, princess. I need fucking superpowers just to keep up with this greedy little pussy, don’t I?”
He snatches me up against his chest, and still inside me, walks us to the lounger. We crash in a tangle of limbs, and he trails kisses on my face as we finish catching our breaths.
Now that I can think straight, I replay the whole scene with Noelle again. I realize that it doesn’t really matter what I chose.
One way or another, I’ll be gone before it’s done.
The thought wrecks me with pain and sadness, so I push it away. Dwell on the other feelings I experienced when Noelle watched us. It was hot…being watched by another person.
But it also triggered a thought I can’t dispel.
“I feel you tensing. What is it, angel?”
I know the feeling won’t go away so I just come out with it. “Have you…had a woman in front of Noelle before?”