Page 38 of Jackal

“Hey!”

He rubbed the side he had just popped as he gently blew on the other. I still didn’t move. My mouth was protesting, but my body was wanting to feel this out a little bit more. Somehow, my pussy was enjoying this.

My skin was warming everywhere, and while there was a bit of stinging, I shockingly wanted more. Leaning on one arm, I reached between my legs with the other for a little relief.

Smack.Smack. “Nope. I say when you come.”

Pressing my face into the bed, I let out a muffled scream. He laughed behind me, his hands rubbing the sensitive skin, then down my thighs, back up to my hips, over my back…everywhere but where I wanted them.

My hips wiggled, hoping for contact of something, anything against my dripping pussy. Another throaty moan escaped me as I became desperate. “Jackal, please.”

“Please what, Lil Bird?” he asked as he continued teasing his fingers close to my slit.

“I need to come.”

“Why should I let you?”

This guy. “Because I want to and you’re teasing me.”

“I don’t know that I like being used, Lil Bird.”

Well, shit. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t trying to use you.”

“But weren’t you?”

My fists balled the comforter. “I–I thought you’d want nostrings. I thought I was giving you an out.”

His hands stopped roaming, squeezing my hips as he pressed his still clothed cock against me. “Maybe you shouldn’t assume.”

My eyes squeezed shut. I tried to keep my wits about me, but I also really needed him inside of me. “I’m sorry I assumed. Please,” I said, whimpering as I pressed back against him.

“And?”

My eyes popped open. And what? Shit. What else was there? “Annnddd I won’t do that again?”

“Say you’re mine, Lil Bird.”

Alarm bells were ringing in my mind, but I wasn’t really sure what they were trying to tell me just then. “I’m yours,” rolled off my lips.

Just like that, his face was buried in my pussy and my hips rocked as flutters whipped through my body. The sound of his zipper and a wrapper along with the wet sounds of his tongue attacking my clit filled the room.

I had already been needy and desperate, so it didn’t take long before my release began. Shoving my face into the mattress again, I wailed as I began to shatter with the force of my orgasm.

“Let me hear you, Lil Bird,” he demanded between licks.

Turning my head, I moaned and mewled, muttering nonsense between panting breaths as my hips moved with his mouth. With a final loud cry, my muscles loosened, and I plopped down on the bed, unable to hold myself up.

Before I could catch my breath, I was flipped, this time onto my back. He jerked me to the edge of the bed by my legs before spreading them wide, quickly shoving his hard cock inside with one thrust.

Crying out from the fullness I’d been desperate for, I rode the wave as he plowed into me hard and deep. His jeans weren’t even off, and the material rubbed the backs of my thighs.

One hand held my hip as the other gripped my shoulder. Hepulled me down hard onto his cock as he pushed inside over and over. His hair whipped in and out of his face and he grunted, his mouth nearly turned into a grimace. My whole body bounced like a doll as he fucked me into the bed. I felt weightless as heat prickled over my damp skin.

“Come again.”

Like he was in control of my body, another orgasm crashed through me, squeezing his cock in pulses as the sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the room.

“That’s it. Milk me, baby. Eyes on me.”

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