I answer, “Yes.”
“Good.”
He pulls me into his arms, kissing me. I can feel his erection pressing against my stomach, but there’s no fear. Not when I’m with Jafar. Instead, I marvel at the warmth of his body pressed against mine. How it feels to run my hands over his shoulders. The softness of his hair. The hardness of his body. By the time we pull away, an inferno of desire has been unleashed within me.
Jafar smiles. “Will you help me take off my boxers? They’re quite tight at the moment.”
I trail a path down his stomach to his boxer briefs, where I cup him as I lower to my knees. He groans.
“Definitely feels tight to me. We should get your underwear off before you lose circulation.”
Slowly, I tug them down his legs. His cock springs forward, and I take a moment to appreciate how fucking beautiful it is. There’s a bead of moisture on the tip and I lean forward, licking it.
He groans. “Fuck. You want to suck my cock, little mouse?”
“Yeah, I think I do. Will you tell me what to do to make it feel good for you?”
“Suck on the tip like a lollipop.”
My heart is pounding as I take him into my mouth again, closing my lips around the mushroom head of his cock. I suck gently, running my tongue on the underside. He makes a sound in the back of his throat, which I assume means that he likes what I’m doing.
“Your mouth feels like fucking heaven. Now cup my balls and toy with them while you suck.”
I do as he says. His hand moves over mine, showing me what he likes. In a million years, I never thought I’d be on my knees giving Malik Jafar a blowjob. The crazy part is how right it feels. Feeling bold, I take more of him in my mouth and bob my head. I’ve seen a few pornos before, and I’ve read romance novels and they all say that guys like this. Jafar’s hand grips my hair and his head tilts back. Guess he likes it. I like it, too, if the wetness between my legs is any sign. I like it a-freaking-lot. Without thinking, my hand slips between my legs and I rub my clit.
“Look at my dirty little girl. On her knees, sucking me off while she plays with that juicy pussy. Let me see how wet you are.”
Lifting my hand, I show him.
“Fucking beautiful. Now, I need you to be a good girl and get on the bed so I can have a taste.”
I let his cock pop from my mouth. “Don’t you want me to finish?”
He helps me to my feet, brushing his lips over mine. “As lovely as that thought is, I’d rather be inside of you when I come. Now, get on the bed and spread your legs for me.”
I feel flushed but do as he says. He moves between my legs, kissing a trail up my thigh. His beard tickles my skin, but the closer he gets to my core, the more that tickle becomes a prelude to what is coming. Hot breath hits me right before he licks my seam. I’m the one making sounds of pleasure this time.
“That feels so good.”
“I’m the only one who can make you feel this good,” he says as he licks me again.
The thing is, I think he may be right since no one has made me feel close to this. When he sucks on my clit, my hips lift off the bed.
“More,” I beg.
He slips a finger inside, slowly pumping. It feels so freaking good and my body comes to life. Pleasure builds and builds until I hit the peak of bliss and he draws an orgasm out of me that has me crying out his name. With each touch, I begin to heal. What happened to me was terrible but being with Jafar is making things right.
“Jafar, I need you. Please.”
Tears cling on my eyelashes, but they’re tears of happiness. Slowly, he moves over me, never breaking eye contact.
Brushing my hair aside, he says, “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ellie. You take my breath away.”
The tip of his cock brushes my opening.
“Try to stay relaxed. This might hurt for a moment, but I swear I’ll make it so fucking good for you.”
“I trust you.”