Chapter 39
Chapter
Thirty-Nine
JADE
“ I don’t need everything right now Jade, I just need you.”
I’m lying flat against the wet sand, the wind driven ocean waves slowly inching toward us dampening my feet. Large, assertive hands tug my jeans down to my ankles, while I lift my hips up to help him get them completely off. His strong body hovers over me, encasing me in a cage of muscle and power, his deliciously musky scent driving me wild. My stiff body underneath him quivers as the cold, roughened skin of his knuckles traces over the tattoo right below my hip bone. “Your body,” he mutters, as he kisses me softly moaning against me. I feel a cool gust of wind against my skin, lying in nothing but my top and black lace thong. “This pussy that drives me so fucking mad,” he groans, and I can’t help but spread my legs allowing him the space to run his knuckles over my pussy. The thin material of my thong is already dampened with my arousal. He uses his thighs to spread me wider, his hands moving to grip my ass cheeks which are now dusted with sand .
He moans as he spreads my cheeks apart, squeezing like he can’t take the feel on them in his palms. “This perky ass I need to bury myself in.” He lowers his mouth to my navel, kissing his way up my stomach until his nose is tucked under the material of my bra. Using his nose to push it upwards, he bites down on the clasp and tugs it over my chest exposing the swells of my breasts, though my nipples remain covered. A guttural groan escapes him, sounding almost angry that my tits were covered in the thin material. “Take it off!” he commands, not wanting to release his grip on my ass. Luckily for me, this bra fastens in the front. I bring my trembling fingers to my chest, unclipping the small claps in between my breasts, letting the cups of my bra fall to the side giving him full view of my hardened nipples. “Mmm, these perfect tits I could die sucking dry.” His mouth to my chest, taking my right nipple in his mouth as he sucks, tugging on the sensitive peak until I wince from the slight pain of his teeth biting down. “This is more than enough.”
My body wriggles beneath him, in agony. The agonizing pain from the aching need in my pussy, is too much to handle. I feel my insides burning, my pussy clenching in desire, my muscles contracting because of how fucking good his mouth feels on me. The stubble of his chin, raspy against my sternum, marking my sensitive skin, leaving it red and inflamed.
“Sebastian, please,” I moan, into the air as his hands yank my thong down, the elastic string cutting my skin. “Aaah, I need, fuck, I need you to touch me, lick me, fuck...” The last word dies on my lips and his knuckles brush my folds, spreading my wetness around, bringing it up to my clit.
“I know you need it rough baby. You thrive on the ecstasy of the pain it causes, in addition to the high of the pleasure it brings. But tonight,” he brings his mouth down to mine, taking my lips in a soft, gentle kiss. “Tonight, I need to take it slow. I need to feel every inch of your skin on my fingers, hear every beat of your heart against my chest. I need to go slow and gentle, to take my time, to bring you to the edge over and over before I can take what I crave and give you what you can’t live without.” His fingers spread me open, entering me one by one until he’s three fingers deep. He moves them slowly, his thumb rubbing my sensitive clit. “I need to take as much as you can give me, to show you that this, all of you, is enough.”
His words heighten my excitement, the realness of the meaning behind them stabbing me like a sharpened knife, coated in sugar, but nonetheless breaking the tough layers of skin, piercing my heart, and leaving me with a gaping wound. Like I’m bleeding out before him, my vulnerabilities on full fucking display. It’s terrifying how he understands me, how he can feel what I feel. It’s like the first time we laid eyes on one another, the first time we fucked, something in us connected. We merged together, two bodies, one soul, and now we are bridged together, connected in the most tangible way. By the Little Monster inside of me. Blood of my blood, body of his body, a piece of both of us welded together into one innocent and unsuspecting soul.
I yelp in equal amounts pleasure and pain as he enters me slowly, gently spreading me open, molding me to his massive size. He fills me completely before slowly pulling out, just enough so he can push into me once again. Slowly he rocks against me, intensifying my pleasure, grabbing my waist, and using me to steady himself as he moves. I curve my back, throwing my head back, as my toes curl burying themselves into the sand. He feels so good inside of me, bare, our bodies skin to skin, his cock rubbing against my pussy in the most intimate way possible. Fuck, he didn’t grab a condom, but there is no use in stopping him. Like he said, it's not like I can get pregnant, again. Fuck, there is that word again. Pregnant, the whole reason we’re fighting tonight.
It haunts my dreams, alters my reality, and perplexes my every waking thought. I’m brought back to my reality, to the pleasure at hand, when his mouth bites down on my neck. I yelp moving to meet his increasing thrusts as I’m brought to the edge, ready to come apart around him. “Yes, Bass. Fuck, right there. I’m almost, aaah,” I whimper, my words failing to come out as I come apart, my body convulsing under him, my pussy contracting around his giant, fucking cock.
Tantalizing lips move up my neck, as he stills, shooting into me. slowly pulling out and coating my legs in his cum as it oozes out of me. “Tell me this isn’t enough Jade. Tell me and I will walk away from you.”
I want to. I ache to yell it at the top of my lungs, but I can’t. As hard as I try to steer clear of him, I keep coming back. I need him. I can’t keep lying to myself. I won’t stand being without him by my side. “It’s everything I need,” I whisper to him.
“Be mine Jade,” he whispers against my lips, his silver eyes gazing intently into mine. “I need you to be mine.”
My heart warms, more than it ever has. I feel it burning a hole through my chest at his words. “I am Sebastian, always.”
“I’m serious Jade, be my girlfriend.” I still, unsure if he’s truly said it or it’s my mind playing tricks on me.
“Girlfriend, why?” I ask in disbelief, yet my heart pounds with excitement.
“Because I fucking love you Jade Wolfe, and I need you to be mine.”