Page 28 of Jackson's Redemption
He was panting. “Someday I might let you. But I promised you sweet and that’s not me filling your mouth with my cum.”
Shucking off his jeans and briefs in one motion, he waved his hand at me to urge me farther onto the bed. It wasn’t a large bed and when he laid down on his side, he dominated the space, again making me feel like some tiny, little waif when I was anything but.
Tugging me toward him, he lifted my leg over his heavy thigh. Then he took my hand and brought it to his dick.
“Gently,” he said. “Don’t work me, I just want to feel your fingers touching me.”
I nodded and watched as he dipped his hand between my legs. I was already wet from sucking him. So his heavy thick finger slid inside me easily.
“You like sucking dick?” he muttered, feeling my arousal.
“I liked sucking your dick,” I told him.
That made him smile. A smile was worth almost as much as a laugh.
With his free hand he cupped me around the back of my neck and brought me closer to his face even as his finger slowly fucked me. My fingers danced along his erection learning all the various contours of him. It was strange, but it felt like there was no rush. No working toward something. Just the two of us exploring and making each other feel good.
“Look at me.”
I had been staring at our hands. Watching them touch. Seeing his finger penetrate me, looking at how hard his dick was.
I met his stare and that, too, was hard to look away from.
He pushed another finger inside me and I gasped, hitching my leg higher on his thigh. Rubbing it against the furry hair and loving the feel of him along my softer skin. I started to close my eyes and let the pleasure wash over me.
“No,” he snapped. “Look at me. I want to see your eyes, Kate.”
Opening them, I was worried what he would see there. Still, it seemed like I was helpless against his commands.
Dipping his face closer to mine, he kissed me. And it was everything he promised. So sweet. Too sweet maybe. He used his lips to kiss my top lip, then my bottom. Not demanding anything, but like my licks on his cock must have been frustrating, so was his kiss. I wanted his tongue. I wanted deep thrusts of it into my mouth. I wanted him out of control, when he was anything but right now.
Even his hips didn’t rock against my hand when I touched him. Like he could withstand the butterfly caresses indefinitely without wanting more. I wanted to change that. I needed to change that.
I gripped him harder, started stroking him up and down, running my palm over the wide head. That’s when I got his tongue in my mouth. That’s when his thumb started to circle my clit.
Yes, I thought.Now! Now, he would take me to that place where all thought left me and the pain was kept at bay for a time.
He tore his mouth away from me and already I missed it and wanted it back. I squeezed his cock to let him know I wasn’t happy, and he grunted.
“Help me, Kate. Tell me how you like it. You on top or me on top?”
I liked to be on top. I liked the control of it. My favorite was just sitting on a man’s lap and working him until I came.
Which is why it made no sense when I said, “You on top. That’s what I want.”
We rolled so that he was over me. He got up on his knees and found the strip of condoms then rolled one on. Gripping me underneath my thighs, he pulled me toward him. Then I watched as he pushed himself inside me, felt the burn of it as my body stretched to accommodate him.
Lowering himself so that his chest met mine, he braced his weight on his forearms on either side of my head. He was so big and just like the last time, I felt trapped underneath him. Only now he was staring into my eyes as he started to rock his hips against me.
I moaned and closed my eyes as the pleasure swamped me.
Then his mouth was on me and I wrapped my hands around his back. My nails curling into the muscles of his shoulders.
He kissed my neck. He sucked my ear lobe into his mouth. He deliberately rubbed his furred chest against my nipples. All while he steadily and thoroughly rocked into me, hard enough, deep enough that his groin pressed against my clit.
“I’m going to come,” I whispered. For that I was rewarded with another deep kiss. I sucked on his tongue, pulling him into my mouth even as I tried to push up against him to take him deeper inside my body.
Only he wasn’t having it. He used one hand to keep my hips still on the bed so that he was doing all the work driving into me while I just received him. Received the pleasure he was giving me without letting me take it.
