My mind is temporarily pulled from what’s happening as I try and process what in the heck has gotten into my Adonis…and wonder exactly when he’s going to officially get into me.
“Not money I want. What can’t be bought,” he continues, like a crazy man as he moves from breast to breast, the sensation so perfectly overwhelming I can barely concentrate on his jibber-jabber.
As his mouth moves from my tits down the middle of my body, blazing a trail straight down my center, his words are forgotten, my hands swiping at his back, the tips of my fingers reaching for his flesh, my nails dig into his flesh so deep that as I look past his shoulders I can see traces of blood.
As he kisses my mons pubis my eyes snap shut, my head whipping back onto the mattress as I feel like I’m spinning.
His cock throbs against the inside of my ankle, the thing so thick, big, and scary I wonder how he’s even going to get it inside me without splitting me in half, breaking me in two?
Licking right up the center of my sex, my hips press upward, my pelvis grinding into his face as he worships my pussy with his tongue.
“No,” I cry out, but I mean yes. Unequivocally and absolutely yes.
“She said stop, you filthy bastard!” Jenson calls out from downstairs. If only he knew. If only he knew.
Not twenty minutes ago who would be willing to sell an arm and a leg to have the experience this man’s getting from me for free, willingly, complicit in his crime?
“So fucking sweet. So fucking wet,” the stranger growls into my opening, my pussy pulsing, begging to be filled with his thick inches.
His tongue finds my clit, flicking at the pearl causing me to whimper and my body to shudder as a current rips through me.
Taking my clit in his mouth he swirls around my nub, moving his tongue around all parts of my most sensitive, engorged nub before suddenly the sensation is gone.
I snap back to the present, clawing at the sheets, my hands moving quickly like a cat trying to pin a bouncy ball to the floor as it moves in different directions all at once.
“No! Please!” I call out, begging him to continue, but my words are clearly misinterpreted by my mom, as she lets out a scream.
“You want it? You have to beg harder than that,” he teases.
“Please…,” I pause. “I don’t even know who you are.”
“After tonight you’ll never forget.”
He’s right. But first. “Your name?”
“Your father’s worst nightmare, but only because he tried to become mine first.”
Racking my brain trying to solve his cryptic clues I come up blank. This man clearly has some sort of connection to my dad, but is he referring to my biological father or Jenson?
There’s no way it could be my real dad because everyone loved him. Who doesn’t like a firefighter, maybe save an arsonist or someone sick in the head? Then again… My eyes scan the room, reminding me just how sick the both of us are right now.
“What did he do to you? What happened? Tell me,” I ask quietly, followed by a much louder, “Please!”
Mom sniffles loudly and starts bawling.
“Jack. Just call me Jack.”
“Is this a joke to you? Like Jack-o’-lantern or something?” I wish I could take the words back as soon as they’re said, not wanting to anger him and take away what little sanity he has shown tonight.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” I yell, seeing his eyes move from that shade of gray back to a much darker, angrier darkness. A place in his mind I don’t want him to go to because if he does he’ll drag me there right along with him.
His anger turns onto a dime, and a smirk tugs at one corner of his lips just before his head drops back down into my lap, picking up where he left off.
At first, it’s a strange sensation as I want answers, I need to stop, take a breather, and figure out what the hell is going on.
But my body tells me what’s going on and I’m a prisoner to his expert lingual skills as he blows slightly into my channel, tongues my opening, and sends me right back to the ledge of the cliff, my body threatening to tumble over into the abyss at any second.
“Good girl,” he says hoarsely into my flesh, the deep chords of his appreciatory words vibrating throughout my core.