JASON and KEANNE(27)

“You’re torturing me,” she accused him.

“Yes. I am.”

The rich dark velvet of his voice made her shiver. She was so in love with him that she was thrilled he was torturing her. Keanne knew instinctively that he would never think of torturing Lilac this way. Lilac would always be the girl on the pedestal. Keanne was more than happy to be the girl living by his side, sleeping in his arms every night.

“Remember,” he growled. “Don’t come.” But he didn’t wait for her to speak, and it was good that he didn’t for by now, she had forgotten how to speak. All she could do was feel, and feel she did as he once again started tonguing her. Quick licks, slow and long strokes of his tongue, and playful darts around her clit.

She beat her fists against his shoulders. “Jason, please.”

“Don’t fucking come.”

“Jason, please…”

He didn’t answer, his mouth too busy working its magic on her.

Her eyes squeezed shut. Merde. If this was how Jason made love without being in love, how much more wonderful would it be if he finally fell in love with her? The thought had her arching against him. She screamed, needing to let go of the pressure inside her in some way.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself staring up at him, her body between his legs. He was on his knees in the bed, his erection proudly jutting forward. It was…large. Too large. So, so…much larger than she imagined it would be.

“Is that normal?” She had to ask. She really had to.

“It will be, for you.”

She gulped.

His eyes flashed, desire darkening his eyes to a stormy shade of blue. “That’s what I want you to do, ma petite. I want you to swallow my seed while you come with your fingers.”

“My fingers?” she gasped.

“Yes. I want to see you please yourself while pleasing me.”

She shook her head. “I don’t think I can do that…”

“You can. You will.” She opened her mouth to protest and he cut her off, saying simply, “You will because it is what I want and you swore to do whatever I wanted.”

Slowly, he reached up to release her wrists. “Now, touch yourself.”

Shakily, she lowered her hands to the triangle between her legs.

“Use one hand to pry yourself open, another to tease you.” He looked down to see that she was indeed doing as he commanded, and the most incredible sense of heat unfurled inside him to see her lovely hands slowly working between her legs. When he glanced back at Keanne, her face was flushed with both embarrassment and pleasure.

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Move your fingers faster.”

“Yes.”

“Have you fucked yourself with your fingers before?”

“No.”

“Good. I want your virginity to be mine in every way. Only my fingers and my cock get to fuck it. Do you understand?”

“Yes?”

“Now touch your clit.”

She answered with a moan after doing what he commanded.

“Play with it the way I did.”

Another moan came out of her mouth, this time more drawn out.

She was so very close now and he knew it was time.

“Are you ready to come?” He slowly started stroking his own erection, and her eyes flew to him and his cock, her gaze entranced by the movements of his hands.

“Yes, please.” Even as she said the words, Keanne’s attention remained on his cock.

“Open your mouth then.”

Her lips parted.

“Wider, ma petite. I’m too big to fit that small hole.”

Her lips stretched wider and he gently slid his cock into her mouth. Her eyes widened and he pulled back swiftly, giving her time to breathe. “Relax your throat and don’t panic.”

“Y-yes.”

Her fingers had stopped moving, and he said sharply, “Keep touching yourself.”

Her fingers moved again and another moan escaped her. The moment her lips parted, he moved his cock back into her mouth. Her lips closed around his cock and he groaned. Slowly, he started to move, giving her time to adjust. He rocked his cock in and out, doing his best to control his movement because he didn’t want to risk having her gag and panicking.

Her tongue started to move, surprising him with delicious swipes across the sensitive head of his cock. Jason growled his pleasure, his hips moving faster on its own accord.

Shit.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” He gripped the headboard. Hard. He didn’t want to risk holding her head still because if he did, he might end up fucking her mouth hard.

But still she did it, lovingly sucking the head of his cock one moment and then biting the side of his cock the next.