Page 30 of Jackson's Redemption
I didn’t want to be made love to.
Jackson huffed, but I knew he understood what I was asking. “No.”
I rested my cheek on his shoulder and, for a time, we didn’t say anything. I thought he might have been asleep and considered getting up to get his sleeping bag from the floor to cover us.
“You won’t take sweet from me, Kate. Then I’ll give you all my hard. But you have to tell me when it’s too much.”
It felt like a warning, but I was still turned on by it.
“Think I can’t handle you, Jackson?”
He turned his face toward me. “No. I think I’m afraid you can.”
7
Jackson
I put my arm underneath my head so I could watch her work. I was on my back and she was between my thighs, my dick was in her mouth. Her perky little tits were swaying back and forth with the motion of her bobbing head.
It didn’t matter how good it felt. It didn’t matter that she liked to swirl her tongue around the head in a way that fucking drove me crazy. I had her hair gathered in my fist not so that I could control her movements. Didn’t need to. She knew how to give head, which, suddenly and irrationally, made me violently jealous of any guy she’d ever gone down on.
No, I had her hair pulled back so I could watch. How many times had I had this fantasy? How many times had I dreamed of Kate Lazio on her knees sucking my dick? A thousand. A million.
Now here she was, sucking me hard and deep until I was getting ready to blow. I held back, though, just so I could watch. Watch her work for it. Watch her own arousal. And those nipples grazing my thighs was another kind of turn-on. I needed to tell her I was going to come. Needed to give her that choice.
That’s what a man did with his woman. Except, I wanted her to swallow me. I wanted it so bad. The satisfaction that she’d be filled with my cum in the only way I could give it to her.
My thighs tensed. I grunted.
She had to know what that meant. She had to sense how close I was, but she stayed with me. Taking me deeper and deeper. So fucking hot watching her take my cock like that. Every fantasy I ever had coming true.
Right. Fucking. Now.
I came hard, my spunk shooting into her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but there was too much, and it spilled over on her lips. She got up on her knees and made a motion as if she was going to wipe her mouth, but I jackknifed up and stopped her. I took both her wrists and held them with one hand. Then I used my thumb to wipe my jizz from her bottom lip and I fed it into her mouth.
“All of it, Kate.” My voice was rough as I watched her suck my thumb clean.
I looked into her eyes and they were dilated and so fucking turned on I knew if I touched her, she would be soaking wet. When I was done with her mouth, I pulled on her nipples. I hadn’t had them in my mouth yet. I would change that soon. We’d been at each other all night in some kind of twisted fuck fest where neither one of us could stop.
I wanted inside her again, but I knew I would need time to recover. Which meant I wanted the fun of making her come. I understood her now. She struggled with the idea of me giving her pleasure. She didn’t want me to take away her pain that way. It was only okay when it was for my pleasure.
I laid back down on the bed and shuffled a bit to make room for her.
“Now I need you to sit on my face, Kate.”
She let out a small puff. “I don’t think I can come again.”
“Not about what you want. It’s what I want. And I want you dripping on my tongue right now.” I gave her a slap on the ass to make my point.
She moved over me until her knees were on either side of my head. Her hands were braced against the cabin wall behind me. I grabbed both her ass cheeks and held her in place while I ravished her with my tongue.
And when I slipped a finger inside her ass, she realized she was wrong.
She could come again.
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Day Four
