16. Like fuel to the fire. #2
“Oh.” My legs are weak. “Very well, I consent to you doing absolutely all the filthy things that come to mind to me, Captain.”
I don’t know where I found the courage to say that.
Jayce chuckles, and his smile turns predatory in the semi-darkness. “Be careful, Your Royal Highness. I might take you at your word.”
I grab him by the chin. “Please do.”
I hope he doesn’t feel how my hand is shaking.
His last restraint snaps, and his hands part my kimono to reveal my chest. He licks his way from my belly button to my collarbone, and goosebumps rise on my skin.
He takes my right nipple in his mouth, sucking on it until I can’t hold back my moans anymore, before moving on to the left one.
My hands slide into his hair, as soft as silk, and my thumb caresses the buzzed side.
He opens my belt, and my kimono falls from my shoulders, giving him access to the rest of my body. My underpants are now the only thing standing between his face and my raging erection.
Jayce hums, burying his nose in the soft fabric, and my cock gives a little jerk, eager to be touched.
“Remember, you gave me your full consent, but you can still refuse me,” he says before grabbing me by the waist and maneuvering me to the bed, belly down and ass up.
How could I ever refuse him?
He pulls the kimono off my arms, freeing me, then licks his way along my spine until he reaches for my underpants. He takes them off, and I feel the night air on my naked skin. Shame and excitement burn my lungs, and I struggle to bring oxygen to my heated blood.
Jayce pulls my knees over the edge and sits between my open legs at the foot of the bed. Before I can understand what he’s doing, I feel his warm breath on my skin, and he buries his face between my ass cheeks. I shout, surprised, as I feel the first lap of his tongue on my entrance.
Oh… gods… Nobody ever licked me down there.
At first, all I can think about is my embarrassment. But soon, the wet, incredible sensation of him devouring me overshadows even my mortification. I moan endlessly as he eats me out. I have barely enough brainpower to wonder if they can hear me from downstairs.
Even if I knew they did, I don’t think I could stop myself.
If I thought the blowjob was out of this world… this is even better. My erection is rubbing on the mattress below me, leaking pre-cum all over his sheets.
Then his tongue all but enters me, and I can’t stop pushing on his face without shame. Jayce growls, and the sound vibrates through my skin.
“Fuck… fuck…I—Jayce—please…” I babble incoherent words, lost to the pleasure of it all, always one breath away from coming.
At last, Jayce relents, and I whimper on the bed, already missing his touch. I hear the rustle of clothes behind me as he undresses, followed by a dip in the mattress as he crawls over me.
“Have you ever been fucked, my prince?” he says in my ear, his long hair tickling the back of my neck.
I gasp, his words sending a jolt directly to my cock. “Yes…”
“Have you ever fucked someone?”
I nod jerkily. “Yes…”
I had a sex-friend at university in the third year who enjoyed fucking me when we met after class. We were both clumsy but eager to try it all, but we only switched once.
Jayce sucks on my earlobe before asking, “Which one would you prefer to do right now?”
There is no hesitation. I want to fuck him later, if he lets me—I’m so happy he offered—but right now I want him to ravish me completely. I want to feel him take everything he wants.
“Fuck me, please…” I mumble, face buried in the bed.
Jayce chuckles. “Sorry, love?”
The bastard.
“You heard me…”
He hums. “Yeah… I did. I’m just so fucking glad to hear you want it, because that’s all I’ve been thinking about since the day you walked on my deck.”
I whimper. Knowing he actually wanted me for a while, too, soothes the jagged parts of my soul.
Jayce climbs out of the bed, lights a candle, and grabs a bottle on the nightstand. I push the sweaty hair from my brow to look at what he’s doing.
“Guess who gave me this lube?” he says, uncorking the bottle with a satisfying pop. “Gia. The little minx slid it into my hand two days ago, saying I might need it soon.”
“Oh, gods…” I mumble, hiding my face in the mattress.
“I can’t say she was wrong. I’ll finger you now, my prince. Tell me to stop if you have enough, and I’ll stop immediately.”
He says the filthiest things while staying courteous, and the contrast makes me want to throw a pillow at his face. I’m used to quick and feverish encounters in the dark, but Jayce brings everything into sharp focus, and I feel naked—figuratively, because I’m obviously already butt-naked.
And yet, I’ve never been so excited in my life.
“Hurry…” I breathe out as I watch him slather his long fingers in oil.
My eyes snag on his impressive erection, outlined by the candlelight. Along the way, I forgot he’d gotten rid of his clothes, too.
The first time, he didn’t let me reciprocate, and I… I’ve been thinking about it ever since.
“Can I suck you off?” I ask before I have time to chicken out.
What if he says no, like that first night?
Jayce puts the cork back on the bottle and smiles. “How can I ever say no to such a wonderful offer? Sit up, love.”
I scramble to my knees, mouth watering, as he joins me.
He lies on the bed and gestures for me to climb over him.
Before I can understand what he has in mind, he has maneuvered me over him, my ass and cock hovering above his face.
For a moment, I feel embarrassed, then I realize his erection is also right in my face, and I drool.
“Do as you please, my Prince, as I stretch your little hole,” he says, nibbling on my inner thigh.
His fingers circle my entrance gently, and I gasp. I didn’t realize how much I already missed his tongue.
As a renewed wave of lust hits me, my vision focuses on his hard cock bobbing just below my chin. I stick my tongue out and lick the drop of pre-cum at the tip. Flavor explodes on my tongue, and delight surges as I feel Jayce shiver at my touch.
He hisses through his teeth and laughs. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
Before I can rejoice in the fact that he’s calling me baby again—who knew words of endearment were my thing?
—Jayce inserts his first finger. Unlike his tongue, this is a sensation I’m familiar with, even if I haven’t had sex in months.
I take a deep breath and exhale, relaxing around his digit.
Soon, pleasure shoots through my entire body as he works his way into me with a soft rhythm.
I realize belatedly that I’ve dropped my forehead onto his erection instead of sucking it. I kiss it wetly, then add more tongue, until I have the tip between my lips.
As he inserts another finger and goes ever deeper, hitting the sweet spot deep inside me, I lose myself with abandon on his cock.
The combination of mouth stimulation with the penetration makes me drool excessively.
I’m clumsy with ecstasy, but Jayce doesn’t seem to mind.
Far from it. His breathing has turned ragged and hot against the skin of my backside.
“Fuck… look at you…” he says.
“I’m ready…” I sob. “Hurry…”
“Hmmm, I like it when you’re demanding.”
Jayce’s arms encircle my waist, and he tackles me to the bed.