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“It’s okay, Jenks—”

“No, it is not okay,” I state, gripping her thighs. “I have to make it up to you, and I’m going to keep doing it until I atone for every single horrible thing I’ve done.”

“Jenks—”

“No!” I shout. “Shut up. I won’t be deterred.”

I lift her up a little and bow my head to caress her clit again with my lips and tongue. She shrieks, her back bending as she throws herself back down on the bed.

“Actually, scratch that,” I mumble, barely taking my mouth away from her pussy. “You can scream like that as much as you want.”

Chapter 13 - Alisa

Jenks’s hands gripping my knees, his strong arms around my thighs, and his slick tongue diving into my pussy send waves of pleasure rolling through me so intense that I can barely comprehend each sensation before the new one hits. Beyond the rapture of the sexual ecstasy he’s giving me, there is an unbelievable surge of triumph.

Finally… Finally, I’m with Jenks!

So many nights, I fantasized about him, dreaming of every minute detail. The thrill of his hands on me, the warmth of his mouth, and the power of his body as he takes me.

His tongue slides from the depth of my pussy, caressing the inner petals on its way back to my clit where he wraps his lips around it and sucks, alternating with hard laps from the flat of his tongue. Another orgasm crashes into me, a vibration that begins between my legs, shudders through my muscles, and explodes through my entire nervous system. The world disappears, and the only thing I am aware of is the blissful release.

Slowly, my breath returns to me, and beyond the shuddering of my body, I become aware of my surroundings again. When I open my eyes, Jenks is hovering over me, a cheeky smile on his face.

“I’m guessing that was good?” he asks, gently stroking my face with his fingertips. I nod, still trying to get enough air into my lungs so I can talk. His smile widens, and it’s the same boyish, mischievous smile I’ve always loved.

This was the expression he wore when he was about to do something completely outrageous and he was extremely pleased with himself.

“Do you want more?” he asks, and beyond the humor, I see a deep, aching hunger. I’ve never known that part of Jenks. The part that yearns and desires.

I thought he was just a carefree, selfish jerk and that everything he did was motivated by his desire to have fun, even if it was at the expense of others. Now I see there is much more to it… and that somewhere in his soul, there’s a wound that has never healed.

“Alisa,” he murmurs, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Do you want more?”

His hands tighten on my arms, and he thrusts his hips against me. The feeling of being pinned under him, his fingers digging into my arms, is so exciting that my voice gets stuck in my throat, and all I can do is pant and shiver.

Jenks leans forward, pressing harder with his hips. When his lips touch mine, he grips my arms hard. I cry out underneath him, writhing against the weight of his body.

He always looked like a skinny, tall nerd. I never guessed that under the clothes, he’s wiry and toned.

He opens my lips with his tongue, kissing me deeply. I tilt my head back, relaxing into his grip as he bends me to his will. As I invite him into me, I open my thighs and feel him sink between them, the head of his cock rubbing against my slick pussy.

Jenks raises his head, his hands fiercely gripping my shoulders as he cries out, grinding his hips into me and groaning as if he’s in pain. His hard cock presses against me, sliding towards my aching, slick pussy. I open my legs even further, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He looks down, and I can see the blue of his eyes, even in the dark.

“Do you want me?” he growls.

I nod desperately, tightening my thighs against him and digging my fingers into his waist. “Yes, Jenks, I want you. I’ve always wanted you.”

The growl in his throat becomes a roar as he moves his hands to my hips and thrusts forward, joining us together. I’m so hot and wet that he slides straight in to the hilt, ramming me against the bed.

He stays still for a second, his whole body trembling as he pushes forward as deeply into my body as he possibly can. Pleasure streaks through me, so intense that it’s almost painful, and my pussy clenches and convulses around his hard cock, triggering a massive orgasm that makes me cling to him, writhing and screaming as my body finds its release.

As the waves subside, my muscles relax, but my pussy, clit, and nipples keep tingling with intensity. Low cries slip through my lips as I roll my head back and forth, almost completely senseless.

“More?” Jenks asks, kissing me. “Do you want more?”

“Yes,” I murmur, opening my eyes to look up at him. I feel helpless, but I’m no longer prey frozen in fear before the bite. I’m caught in the predator’s jaws, accepting my fate as I am slowly devoured.

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