Submission Specialist(Still a Bad Boy #2)(91)

When Jace’s expert tongue concentrated on my clit, my breaths started hitching. I breathed in short, sharp, bursts but couldn’t breathe out, until I couldn’t take anymore and I felt like I was going to burst.

A brown haze rolled in from the periphery of my vision as my orgasm took hold, and the only thing drowning out my screams of bliss as I let out all that air was the booming of my heartbeat in my ears. Pleasure beyond belief made my body hum and it was almost like my soul was blasted out of my body by the intensity of it all.

I couldn’t see anyway, so I squeezed my eyes shut and was assaulted on all sides by the ecstasy that Jace was inflicting on me. It was too much, too much, too much! I was just one woman and I couldn’t take it!

When my orgasm peaked and began to fade, color started to creep back into the world again and I could make out where I was once more. The room was spinning as if I was drunk, and Jace was now licking me at a much slower pace, keeping me on the edge of what I could bear to feel.

At last, my surroundings stopped moving and I felt like I was fully occupying my own body again. Jace rose to his feet and I saw that he was now kicking off his remaining clothes.

His huge cock stood up straight, thick, and perfect, and he climbed back on the bed with pure lust in his eyes.





Chapter 16

Kendall

I reached out for his rock hard shaft and shivered when I grasped it, despite its heat. When I stroked it up and down a few times, I found it so stiff that I could barely change the angle it jutted out at.

I gulped, knowing all too well how Jace used this weapon of his. Fast and hard. At the restaurant I’d asked him to be gentle, but you probably couldn’t be gentle with a cock like this. I wouldn’t waste my breath with a request like that this time.

Jace gathered my hair into a makeshift ponytail at the back of my head, before wrapping it around one hand a couple of times until it was taut. He pulled me upwards, controlling my every movement.

“Up. On your knees. Now.”

The muscular multi-millionaire steered me, using my hair as reins, until I was on my hands and knees, with that intimidating erection of his right in front of my face. Up close it was simultaneously majestic and terrifying, and my hand looked so small by comparison.

I could see it twitching slightly with every beat of his heart, every vein, the bumpy ridge and that fat swollen head. There was no mystery about what he wanted. I’d heard girls at school talk about blowjobs, but I didn’t know where to start. I licked my lips, but then hesitated.

“You ever sucked a cock before?” Jace asked.

I looked down and away for a second before turning my eyes back up to him and slowly shaking my head. Jace looked upwards, mouthed a silent thanks, and then leaned back, reaching for something on the ground.

The movement pulled on my hair and I gasped at an unexpected spark of pleasure between my still-quivering legs. When he came back up, he had the paintbrush in his hand again.

“Aim it at your mouth,” he instructed.

I blushed. That much should have been obvious. With a combination of pulling down on it and moving my head as high as Jace would let me, I was soon staring down the barrel, so to speak.

He dabbed some chocolate body paint on the head of his cock. “Lick it off.”

I touched the tip of my tongue to the spot of chocolate and felt him swell in my hand. Immediately, I pulled back, startled, but Jace brought my mouth back to his hardness and I felt the body paint smear against my lips for a moment, before I parted them and took him in.

He was so thick that I had to open my mouth wide, tasting the mixture of him and the chocolate when the head of his cock came to rest on my tongue. I licked him clean before he pulled out and reapplied the paint.

It didn’t take long before I was able to find a good rhythm, bobbing, sucking and licking the treats he prepared for me. For the most part I kept my eyes fixed on his face, watching as each swirl of my tongue around the engorged tip of his cock provoked a reaction.

“Good fucking girl, Kendall,” he breathed.

My eyes fluttered with a swell of pride and faint hum of pleasure between my legs at his praise. I could have exploded with happiness, I’d have done almost anything for this man, this perfect cock.

Jace pulled my mouth off him, and I wiped the combined saliva and pre-cum off my chin as he took my hand away and did something a little different. With the paintbrush, he put some of the body paint on his balls, and then a stripe along the underside of his shaft from the base to the tip.

“No hands. Clean me from the bottom to the top.”

Without waiting for me to move, he pulled my head back towards him. I tilted to the side and licked his heavy balls where he had marked with the same shyness I had when my tongue had first made contact with the tip.