Page 15 of Bound By Lust

On the elevator, I make my way to the back exit, where everyone stops and bows as we walk through.

“Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Lord Lust,” the hotel manager trembles, and I walk past him without a word toward the car waiting for us and slide inside, holding my baby.

I need her to never have this misunderstanding again. No matter what happens, I need my baby to understand her place is not next to me, but ahead of me. She comes first, no matter what.

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head to head

Jessica

Pain and pleasure wash over me when I’m startled awake from my ears popping. I glance down to see Frank is sitting at my feet, face buried in my pussy while watching a movie on his phone. When he feels me stirs, his deep blue eyes lock on mine and he sits up with a smile, face full of cum.

“Good morning, baby! Did you sleep well?” he asks, and I open my mouth to answer, but my throat croaks.

“I… water…” I clear it and his eyes light up as he spreads my legs, attaches his whole lips to my pussy, and sucks an ungodly amount of cum from me before he sits up to kiss me.

“Hea!” He opens his mouth and I’m shook when I see a mouth full thick cum waiting as if he wants me to drink it. My sore pussy clenches and my sucked raw nipples tingle as I narrow my eyes at him.

“Wa-ter!” I demand, but he frowns, pointing at his mouth.

“Bub thib ish bedda!”

“WA-TER!” I growl and he screws up his lips, rolling his eyes before spreading my legs again. “Wait! W-what are you doing?!”

“Whab do you mean, baby? I’m pubtig ib back where ib belongs,” he voices, cum sliding from his lips onto my pussy in thick globs as he rubs and slathers it all over my pussy with an evil grin as he reaches over and presses a button.

“Wh—” I don’t have the opportunity to ask him what the hell he’s doing because an older woman comes in with a tray that has a lone bottle of water and a glass cup of ice.

“Milady, your order.” She holds it out to me and I stare, looking from her to Frank, kind of shook, but apparently I’m the only one because Frank ass goes back to eating my pussy and watching his movie.

My heart does somersaults in my chest because this isn’t normal, right? I’m not fucking tripping, huh? I’m the normal one in this fucked up situation, I’m sure of it, so why the fuck is life just going by casually?

“Th-ugn- thanks,” I moan and she smiles, setting the tray down, uncapping the bottle and pouring the water while this man hungrily grabs my waist, stuffing his tongue so far up my pussy I go cross eyed, gripping the seats, body shaking, but just as I’mabout to cum, he pulls back and begins licking around my pussy, making me gasp for air. “ST-STOP!” I shout, gasping for breath, and he looks up from between my legs, grinning.

I am dying… my body feels like it’s going to explode at any moment.I can’t take this anymore.

“Nigga, if you don’t fucking s-stop! My coochie got its own heartbeat! I can’t take this!” I whine, shuddering when my insides tighten, oozing his nut, wishing for something to latch onto.

“Jessica, if you keep calling me that, I’m sure the world will cancel you. Or did you forget I am a white man?” I glare at him, working my jaw and muffing his head because he’s really playing with me. My heart is racing so fast it’s hindering my breathing.

Imagine having your ass and pussy ate to the fucking gristle while a man feeds you nut when you said you was thirsty but pulls back every time your pussy even tremors while blowing on your clit and booty hole!

“Uuuugggnnnn!” I have run many miles up and down plenty of fields, and yet I have never felt this thirsty. I snatch up the glass of water the stewardess set down next to me and down that son of a bitch, slurping up a chunk of ice, wanting to crunch on it, but as soon as the ice hits my feverish mouth, it melts!Damn…I pant, wiping sweat from my brow, swallowing.I want to cum so bad.“Stooooppp!”

“Stop what, Little Baby?” He raises a brow, licking the cum off my pubic hair.

“Frank I swear to G?—”

“Jessica! I hate it!” he growls out of nowhere, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“Hate fucking what?” I try to move my legs, but he puts them bitches in a vice grip, and I’on care how much I try to move, they’re locked the fuck in place.

“I hate when you mention other men in front of me!” he curls his lip and I narrow my eyes because he’s gone and fucking done it.He’s lost his mind.

“What man did I mention?!” I grit out and he pouts, deflating and looking up. My mouth drops the fuck open because I know he’s not talking about… this man ain’t talking about My Lord and Savior!I rebuke him!“You are being ridiculous and petty!” I seethe, but he shrugs.

“You know what you said, and it hurts my feelings, Jessica!” He holds back tears and ugh, I look away because he’s adorable when he cries,and I fucking hate him.

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