Oh. My.
Jason kicked the pants and briefs off his legs, leaving them in a pile next to his feet.
Hope’s eyes widened as she stared directly at his cock, her eyes level with the engorged member that bumped against his lower abdomen.
It’s…enormous. It’s going to hurt.
She had a moment of panic as she took in the length and girth of him.
It’s Jason. Remember, it’s Jason.
She lifted her hand and wrapped it around his cock, fascinated by the velvety feel of the skin over a surface that was so hard. The head glistened, and she flicked her tongue out to catch the small drop of moisture that was beaded at the top. He tasted like sin and lust. She wanted more.
“Hope. Don’t.” Jason’s voice was urgent, his words a strangled groan.
He might be trying to warn her off, but Hope could tell he wanted more, too. His hands threaded into her hair as she stroked the tip of his cock with her tongue.
“Fuck,” Jason rasped. “I’ll come, Hope.”
Like that was a bad thing? He brought me to an incredible climax with his mouth, and I want him to feel the same way.
Emboldened at the anguished sound of his voice, she took him deeper and sucked in as much of his length as she could, before she pulled back again. She’d never given head before either, but she knew how it was done. Her hand wrapped around the root of him, she used her mouth and hand in tandem, getting lost in the scent and taste of him.
Jason fisted her hair and groaned; he controlled her speed, urged her faster. Hope took action from his cues, the way his body and mind reacted.
Hope moved her eyes up to watch his face; it was important for her to see him. Jason looked down at her. His eyes were a swirling sea of carnal desire, covetous and possessive as they stayed riveted on what she did to him. Their eyes locked and held. Hope never slowed her pace as she willed him to come unraveled.
He did, and in glorious abandon. She watched as their eyes broke contact and he threw his head back. The corded muscles in his neck flexed as he let out a groan that could only be described as both agony and ecstasy.
His cock pulsated in her mouth, and Jason let go of her hair so she could escape his impending orgasm. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to feel it, taste it on her tongue, experience it with him just like he’d experienced her climax with her. His hot release exploded into the back of her throat, and she swallowed, licked at the head and the shaft of his cock. She wanted every drop she could get from Jason.
He dropped to his knees, his chest heaving. Jason looked into her eyes and Hope felt herself drown in a brooding sea of emotion.
“Jesus, woman. You nearly killed me,” Jason grumbled, his breathing still laborious.
She lifted her hand to his jaw and stroked over his whiskered cheek. “You look like you lived through it.”
“Just barely,” he grunted. “I knew that beautiful mouth was dangerous.”#p#分页标题#e#
She laughed as he took her down to the carpet. His body loomed over hers as he kissed her.
His mouth moved from her lips to her neck, his face buried in her hair. “Hope,” he muttered gutturally. His strong hands wrapped around her wrists and restrained them over her head.
She pulled at her wrists, unable to get free of his grip.
This is Jason. Don’t panic.
Her heart raced, and the feeling of being under Jason’s control aroused her body, but her brain rebelled. Foggy images took over her mind, and she was suddenly in another place:
Her wrists restrained, her body helpless to fight against someone much bigger, stronger.
Invaded, and so much pain: a sharp, excruciating lance between her thighs that burned and burned and burned.
Her own screams echoing through the room, but nobody coming to help her.
Please, let it be over. Let it be over.
Terror consumed her, and Hope felt a scream rise in her throat. Frantically, she jerked at her wrists until Jason finally let go, and she pushed against his shoulders, desperate to get free.
I can’t do it, no matter how badly I want Jason. I can’t do it.
Jason rose to his knees, took his weight from her body and looked down at her with a puzzled expression. “Are you okay?”
No. I’m not okay. I’m broken. I want you so desperately, but I’m not capable of taking the final step.
Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs, her heart raced frantically, and her body shook with fright. Her mind cleared slowly, and she looked up at the man she wanted so desperately. Jason. He’d given her the most intense pleasure she’d ever known, and she knew she’d pleasured his body, but she couldn’t give herself to him completely. She couldn’t give herself totally to anyone.