“What about my phone? Take one with mine,” the other said, holding out her phone.
“I'm sorry, but I do have a meeting and can’t stay any longer.” I tried desperately to hold back my tongue.
“But I want a pic. It would mean so much.” Damn it.
“Okay, one more, but that’s all I can do ladies.” I gave in. I knew once it started it wouldn’t end easily.
“I have to say, he’s quite the looker.” She reached over and placed her arm around me.
Once the second photo was done, I immediately moved towards Jason.
“Well, ladies, it was nice meeting you.” I nodded a little. I took my bags which were in Jason’s hand and practically threw the phone at the woman and left.
“I thought you said you liked meeting your fans?” Jason said as he reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers.
“Well, not today, I didn’t,” I said bluntly.
“Let’s go home.” He smiled, but I could tell something was on his mind.
Fuckin’ bitches and their comments, but I guess I should be getting used to everyone having an opinion about us. Why was it bad form for the woman to be older?
Jason hardly spoke on the way back to his condo, which irritated me to no end. I knew something was bothering him, but he wouldn’t tell me. Jason was always tightlipped when it came to how he felt.
The moment we stepped back into the condo something inside me wanted him there and now. I needed him. I needed to make him feel better, somehow. Whatever was bothering him, I felt like I could take it all away. Melt it with the heat of my body. Jason walked into his living room and sat down. I dropped my bags in the entryway and made my way to him. I stood in front of him. He looked up at me and smiled, not his usual devilish smile, but one, which masked his sadness. What was bothering him?
I dropped onto my knees and saw his eyes change. I smirked as I reached for his jeans and pulled on his zipper.
“Kass?” he murmured.
I shushed him, as I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down a little. I reached inside and I could feel him, he was already semi-hard. I smiled again and I pulled it out. God, it was beautiful to look at. I licked my lips and I could hear him suck air through his teeth. He reached out and with his fingers feathered my chin. His fingers moved up to my mouth and began slowly to circle my lips. I let my tongue come out just enough to lick his finger. He growled. I grabbed his cock at the base and began to pump slowly. I inched closer and placed my mouth on the tip of his penis. He groaned and his head fell back. With my free hand, I grabbed onto his balls and began to massage them. I whirled my tongue around his tip. I could taste his pre-cum. The man wasn’t small by any means; the very weight of him in my mouth made me feel full. I removed my hand and gradually eased my mouth down to try to take as much of him as I could.
I loved the feel of Jason’s fingers delving into my hair as he gently pushed my head down so I could go further. I loved how he took control, seeking out his release. I could feel his erection pulsate. I opened my mouth wider and let my tongue leisurely go up his shaft until I reached the tip. I wrapped my mouth around and began sucking it harder. Jason groaned and hissed. His body moved forward as he held onto my hair and began to tug at the strands. I could feel the head of his cock swell. He was close.
“Fuck, Kass, your mouth feels fuckin’ good,” he gritted out.
His head had now fallen back, as a hot spray of semen shot out into the back of my throat. I began milking the tip until he couldn’t take it any longer. Jason fell back onto the couch, trying to catch his breath. I released his penis from my mouth and smiled. He looked at me through hooded eyes as a small grin began to etch itself across his face.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. You seriously take my breath away.” His low voice made my already swollen pussy wetter than before.
My pussy was hungry for him. He rose up from the couch, took my arm and lifted me up.
“Bedroom now!” he said sternly.
I licked my lips in anticipation. The man knew how to fuck and I loved everything he gave me. He was rough yet tender. He pushed my boundaries to places I hadn’t yet dreamed of.
I nearly ran to the room, taking off my clothes. Jason came leisurely, like a predator seeking out his prey.
“On the bed,” he ordered.
I slowly sat down and pushed myself back, until I reached the middle of the bed. He took off his shirt, his tattoo in full effect. His muscles were perfect and lean. He yanked off his pants and took out a condom. He was hard again. He rolled the condom onto his perfect penis and made his way to the bed.
“Spread your legs, Kass.” I did as I was told.