Page 76 of Horn in My Side
Her clit throbbed, and her inner muscles clenched in desperation.At the same time, she reveled in the power she had over him, watching him gripped by pleasure and all because of her.
“Jasmine, stop.Oh please ...Stop or I’m gonna come if you don’t.”
It was tempting to continue, but she released him.“We don’t have to stop, Mal.I want you to come.”She cupped her breasts.“Do you want to do it here?Or anywhere else?”
Heat flashed in his indigo eyes, but before she could say anything, she was on her back, facing the ceiling.“What—Mal!”
He was on his knees on the floor, head between her thighs.Flipping her skirt up, he yanked her panties to the side.“Let me taste you, Jasmine.Please.I want to taste your pretty pussy.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
The pad of his finger ran up the seam of her sex as his lips trailed upwards.He found her slick entrance and prodded gently.“Watch me, Jasmine.I want you to see me while I eat you.”
Her cheeks burned, but she managed to lower her head.Mal’s mouth descended on her mound, mouth covering her sex as his tongue snaked at her slick folds.Jasmine’s eyes rolled all the way to the back of her head as he lapped at her, the pressure gathering up inside her.
“Delicious,” he mouthed against her.“Give it all to me, Jasmine.”Hooking his hands under her knees, he hauled them up and planted them over his shoulders.“Yes.”Now his large hands reached under her, cupping her ass to lift her up, those claws of his scraping deliciously at her flesh.“So wet.You’ll be able to take my cock so well.”
When his mouth found her clit, she nearly screamed.He drew the bud between his warm lips, then used his tongue to flick at it, over and over again.That pressure that had been building up exploded as he pushed her to her climax.This time she did scream, her fingers shoving into his hair and tugging so tight she feared she would rip the strands from their roots.
“There, there, ashak’a,” he cooed as he eased her down on the couch.“You did so well.”He planted a kiss on her slick lips, then eased his hands out from under her.
Once the feeling returned to her limbs, she sat up so they were face to face, her on the couch and him on his knees before her.“Your turn,” she said, reaching down to wrap a hand around his shaft.Taking his hand, she said, “Show me how you like it.”
Desire flashed in his eyes as his hand covered over hers.He moved slow first, squeezing her fist to tighten her grip, the muscles on his veiny forearms tensing.Then he increased the pace, steady and rhythmic.His cock pulsed and throbbed under their combined touch, the tip pulsing as more of his pre-cum leaked out.His face twisted in pleasure, mouth tusks digging into the flesh of his upper lip.When he increased the strokes, she knew he was close and sure enough, the tip erupted with a burst of creamy white cum.
“Jasmine,” he growled.His cock continued to spurt with his seed, splashing her fingers, shooting at her thighs and panties.He let out one last groan and collapsed against her, burying his face against her neck.She held him there, wrapping her arms around his torso, breathing in the scent of his sweat and male skin.
Heartbeats passed before he pulled back.“One second ...”He whipped off his shirt.“Sorry for the mess.Let’s clean you up.”
“Huh?”His words didn’t reach her ears because she was too busy ogling his muscular chest and perfect set ofeight-pack abs.Why did she wait this long to have him take off his shirt?
He smirked at her.“Here, let me.”
It was oddly romantic, how he cleaned up the mess he’d made all over her.After discarding the shirt, he sat back down on the couch, then pulled her onto his lap so she faced him.Beautiful purple eyes stared into hers.
“Jasmine, that was ...”
“Thank you.”She kissed him on the mouth.“Just so you know, I’ve already made up my mind about our third date.I’m sure I want to have sex with you, in case you had any doubts.”
“Me too.”He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his chest.
Jasmine sighed and snuggled against his bare chest, breathing in the scent of his cologne mixed with sweat.She could get used to this, but it was getting late, and she needed to get some sleep.“Mal?I should head home.”
“You could stay—”
“No.”Lifting her head up, she met his gaze.“Thank you for offering.But I don’t want to stay the night yet.”She had already tested his self-control to its limits, she didn’t want him to break their agreement or torture him further.Besides, she wasn’t sureshecould stick to the three-date rule either if she stayed.
“Yes, of course.Besides, I need to wake up at three a.m.tomorrow.”
“Three?Why?
“I’m going to Fire College,” he stated.“It’s down in Yuba.”
“Yuba?That’s two hours away.”
“It’s mandatory, so I have no choice.”
“Ugh.”She lay her head on his chest again.“I’m starting to hate Nick Amherst.”
