Chapter Sixteen
Jaxon
Once I get going, I can’t stop. I said I was going to taste every inch of her skin, and I plan on it.
Every.
Single.
Inch.
I don’t care if it takes me all night. I’ve missed her, and I will make sure she knows it, even if she doesn’t really know it.
I’m not stupid enough to think she’ll never find out it’s me. But that’s the plan, isn’t it? At least when she does, she’ll remember this and everything else I do to her. She will remember the way I made her feel… me. And she will come back. She will be mine again.
I have no idea how much time passes as I take my time with her body, but she’s writhing and moaning, and I’d bet my life savings that she’s fucking soaked.
My mouth has been on her entire upper body, down her thighs, calves, and even her adorable toes. She’s moaned, and pushed into me, and pulled away, and I swear at one point, when I was paying extra attention to the area of her inner thigh, she even pleaded.
I hadn’t planned on taking off the ski mask, but at some point I tore it off and tossed it away.
“Have you had enough?” I whisper.
“No,” she answers quickly.
“Good. Because I’m only halfway finished.”
I roll her over, grateful for the pillowcase I tied over her head. It’s navy blue, and she’s not likely to see through it with the light on, never mind in the dark of the room.
“Fuck me,” I groan, as she rolls onto her back, her tits jiggling.
I shove the shirt up, unable to wait, and immediately bring my mouth to her nipple.
She arches into me, the area between her legs radiating heat.
“I’m saving the best for last,” I say with a slight laugh after letting go of her nipple.
“You still have so many fun things to lick and bite.”
I do what I did with the back of her body, taking my time with every inch of her. Only this time, she’s louder, she’s arching into me more, and she’s begging near constantly.
My dick is so hard, I don’t know how I haven’t come yet. If she touched me, I would, there’s no doubt about that. I wanted to fuck her tonight, but I’m certain as soon as I slide it in, I’ll be done for. And that’s fucking pathetic, but it’s what Sailor does to me.
When I’m satisfied that every inch of her skin, minus her face and the place I want most, has been touched with my mouth, I settle between her legs and spread them apart.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I mutter. “The sheets are soaked.”
She whines, thrusting her hips up, seeking my mouth.
I can’t help but smile. “Does my sweet girl need to come?” I ask.
“Yes,” she moans. “Please. I’m already so close…”
“How close?” I ask, accentuating my question by sliding my finger through her soaked folds.
“Oh god,” she groans, her pussy fluttering.
“Hm… that close.” I lean down, shoving her thighs upwards with my hands beneath her knees. “I wonder,” I start, leaning close and inhaling her scent. “How many licks it’ll take.”
I press my tongue to her hole, feeling it clench in response, and slowly drag it upwards, getting a mouthful of her sweet flavor.
“Count,” I demand of her.
“One,” she gasps without question.
She always was such a good listener…
I give her another lick, and this moan is more of a whine.
“T-two.”
I stare at her pussy that’s fluttering for me, just begging to be licked some more. I go in for another, thinking this could be it.
“Three,” she breathes out, almost sounding relieved.
Her toes curl, chest heaving. Her fingers dig into the mattress, tugging on the sheets that have already come off the corners. When I lick her this time, I swirl my tongue around her clit.
“Oh my god, four!” She’s panting. “Please… please. Oh god, please just one more. One more. Please.”
“I love hearing you beg.”
And I don’t want her to stop, but I want her to come. I want her to feel good.
I tighten my grip on her legs, and lean in again, one last time, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue and firm pressure.
“Oh, yes!” she shouts, her voice muffled and shaky. Her body convulses, her pussy gushes, and I lick up every single drop of it as she rides my face through what I would say was her best orgasm yet. She’s trembling, and I am so fucking hard it hurts.
When I lift my head to look down at her sweat-sheened body, I note the light coming from the window. It’s dull, but it’s there.
I sit back on my thighs. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Freeing my dick, I stare down at her, taking my erection in my hand and jerking it only a few times before I spill my load all over her pussy and lower stomach. She groans along with me, feeling my hot seed on her skin.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, trying to catch my breath. I’d much rather have fucked her, but she deserves more than what I could have given her just now.
Next time.
Because there will be a next time.
“Don’t move,” I say quietly.
I get off the bed, fix myself, then pull my phone from my pocket and take a photo of her. One from far away so I get the entire scene and another of my cum all over her skin.
I pocket my phone, and walk to the side of the bed. Her head turns toward me, and I can imagine the look on her face. Completely fucking wrecked.
My hands clench to fists as I fight the urge to rip off the pillow-case and show her who I am. Show her it’s me. Explain that nothing has to change between us. That we can be how we were. But that’s a bad idea. So instead, I take her hand in both of mine and bend down to kiss her palm.
“Until next time,” I say as I gently put her hand back onto the bed. I find the mask on the floor by the closet and put it back on, though there’s no point. She won’t look. I know she won’t. She likes this game too much, and loves the anonymity of it.
I leave the room carefully. Sam is still sleeping on the couch.
The meds are likely worn off by now and he could wake up at any moment—hell, his alarm probably will go off soon.
I didn’t check the time, but he is an early riser.
I consider killing him one more time before I leave the apartment, but still choose not to, and flick the bottom lock before closing the front door.
When I get upstairs, I jerk off twice just to get my dick back to normal. I snap a photo of the mess I made all over myself and send it to her with a message.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: You were perfect.