8. Jake
“Fuck, I missed you.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I haul her close to my body and inhale her sweet fragrance. Her arms come around me and she buries her nose in my chest like maybe she missed me too, but won’t admit it. Her chin comes up and I find those gorgeous brilliant blue eyes that I can’t stop thinking about twinkling up at me.
“We spoke like yesterday.”
I pinch her side and she giggles as she jumps away from me. “Hey.”
“Well, stop being so lippy, or I might just bend you over my knee and spank the sass right out of you.”
I watch Cherry’s eyes go wide before they take on a deep slumberous look, her lips parting in invitation. “What if I want that?”
Stepping forward, I grip her hips, feeling her silky skin beneath my fingers. I hadn’t been expecting that, but it seems like my girl has finally made a decision to trust me, but I need to be sure. She’s stripped my brain of any thought but her and the thought of having her makes my whole body buzz with adrenalin. “Don’t play with me, Blossom. My restraint is on my frayed leash. ”
She looks away, toward her bedroom window that faces Mass Avenue, as if she needs a moment to get her words together and I practice a patience I didn’t know I had as I wait. This girl has had me since the first second I laid eyes on her. I never dreamed I’d fall in love, let alone get taken down so hard by someone who doesn’t seem to want it, but here we are. She could ask me for the world and I’d kill myself to hand it to her on a plate.
Her gaze finds mine as her chin tilts up with determination.
My brave little fighter.
“No playing, Jake. I’m done fighting this. I don’t want to. Just don’t hurt me, okay?”
Her voice trails off on those last five words and I want to hunt down every person who has ever hurt her and rip them apart with my bare hands. I might be refined now, dress well, and act the part but, deep down, I’m still a kid from the wrong side of the tracks who fought his way out with blood and tears.
My hand shakes as I thread my fingers through her hair and grip her neck, my thumb forcing her bottom lip open. “I promise I’ll never hurt you, Cherry. You own me. Every single part is yours and every piece of yourself you allow me to have, I’ll cherish.”
A shudder wracks through her body and I can feel her relax into me, trusting me, and I won’t break that trust. “Gonna kiss you now, Blossom, so open that pretty mouth for me.”
Her lips fall open and I bend in, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss that consumes us both. Her nails scrape against my scalp as I grip her ass and pull her closer so she can feel how fucking hard I am for her.
“Jake, please.”
Her hands move over my chest, and down, her fingers quick and desperate as I lift her by her ass, her legs coming around my waist, as I sink to the bed, Cherry straddling me. I can feel her everywhere, her tongue in my mouth, her hands on my skin, her hot, wet heat pressed against the thin cotton of my t-shirt. There are just two layers separating us .
“Please what, my sweet Cherry Blossom?”
“Fuck me.”
I chuckle, pleased by her need for me. “Not yet. First, I’m going to make you come screaming my name for all to hear so that everyone knows just who you belong to.”
“I don’t belong to anyone.”
Fuck, I love how much she challenges me. I kiss down her neck, letting her feel my teeth as I slide my hand up her soft thigh to her drenched panties. “Fuck, you’re soaked for me.”
Cherry squirms on me as I run my thumb up her slit over her soaked panties, and skim her clit. Her groan makes my cock harden even more. I could listen to the sounds she makes on repeat for the rest of my life and never get bored. The thought should scare me, but it doesn’t. All I feel when I’m around her is alive, and excited for the future.
Pushing her panties to the side, I slide my finger along her slit and hear her hum with pleasure as I stroke firm circles over her clit.
“More. I want to feel you.”
“I make the rules, here, Blossom. You get what I give you because you’re mine and I’ll always satisfy what’s mine.”
“Fuck me. You read the books, didn’t you?”
A dark chuckle rumbles through me as I continue to play with her swollen clit and slide two fingers into her tight wet pussy. She’s so tight I can barely move my fingers and I know she’ll grip my cock like a fucking vice when she takes me, but we need to work up to that.
“Yeah, Blossom, I read the fucking books.”
I had to, but this is also just who I am. Or at least who I am with her.
Her hips move as she begins to ride my hand, her juices running down my wrist. I bury my nose in her neck, my tongue flicking the pulse that beats so wildly for me. Her hands lift to her hair and I feel her nipples pressed against my chest. Lifting my head, I cup her high, round breast in my hand, hating the fabric between us but determined to take my time and unwrap her like the gift she is. As I pinch her nipple through the c otton, her muscles tighten around my fingers and I curl the tips, finding that soft spot inside her that makes her detonate like a wild storm, sucking every bit of pleasure from me.
I let her ride out her pleasure, my fingers still inside her, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s fucking magnificent and she’s all mine. Her gaze falls on me and she looks satiated and soft. I pull my fingers from her pussy and bring them to my lips and she watches hungrily as I suck the sweet taste of her climax from them.
I groan as my dick jumps at the taste. “Fuck, you just became my favorite dessert.”
“You’ve got a dirty mouth, Jake.”
I smirk as I run my hand over her straining tits, and she arches into my touch like a flower seeking the sun. “Yeah, and if the mess on my lap is any indication, you like it.”
A blush stains her cheeks, and I let my gaze move her skin, following the perfect pink color until it disappears under her pink dress. “I’ve never come so hard before.”
Her admission spurs me on and I grind my cock against her pussy, making her moan. “That’s because you were always meant for me, Blossom.” Leaning in, I nip her earlobe and she tilts her head, giving me better access.
“You didn’t get off, Jake.”
“Who says we’re finished? We have all afternoon, and I’m going to spend every second of it giving you pleasure.”
“What if I want to give you pleasure?”
“You want that, Blossom? You want my cock in that pretty mouth or in your hungry cunt?”
“Jesus, Jake.”
“You want me to stop?”
“Hell no.”
“Good girl.” I find the zipper on the side of her dress and slide it down, before pulling the offending fabric over her head and dropping it to the floor. Her skin is like silk, the winter light from the window touching her like it wants to worship her .
“So beautiful.”
I love how she wears pink all the time, with zero fucking apologies. She does what she wants and it’s so refreshing. Her hot pink lace bra matches her panties and teases me with the view. I want to go slow, to savor her but I also want to rip it from her skin and mark her as my own.
Before I can decide, Cherry slides off my lap and sinks to her knees, her hands resting on her thighs as she looks up at me. I widen my legs and lean back on my hands as I take in the scene before me.
“I want to taste you, please.”
Her please breaks my resolve and I feel pre-cum leak from my dick. Lifting my hips, I dragged the sweatpants off my thighs and kicked them away, before lifting my hand behind my neck and doing the same with the t-shirt. We’d already kicked our shoes off when we came in, so all that stood between us was our underwear.
“Pull the cups down on that pretty little bra and show me those sexy tits.” I knew I was pushing her a little, demanding things from her that might seem base and crass, but I could read her and her body loved it.
She did as I asked and the pink lace framed the prettiest tits I had ever seen. My mouth watered and I wanted to get my mouth on her so bad I ached with it, but my girl wanted my cock, and what she wanted she got.
Crooking my finger at her, I motioned her forward and she shuffled closer, her eyes on my dick restrained by my boxers. Her small hands landed on my thighs and I was so turned on I feared embarrassing myself.
“Hands behind your back, Blossom.”
Her gaze flashed to mine and she frowned. “But I…?”
“If you want my cock, you’ll do as I say.”
“Bossy, much?”
“Yeah, baby I am, and if I put my hand between those pretty thighs would I find your pussy soaked because of it?”
She doesn’t answer but glares at me with attitude shining through. She’s fightin g an inner battle with herself to do what she wants or what I want and get the reward for it.
Pulling my cock out, I grip the head and stroke slowly down, then up as her eyes widen, watching me with hunger.
“Open your mouth for me, Blossom.”
Her lips open and I cup her neck, pulling her forward and feeding her my length. The first touch of her tongue against my crown has me ready to come so I have to fight it back so hard that sweat drips down my neck. My fingers leave her head as she takes me further into her mouth, but I know she can take more.
“Relax your throat, baby.” I feel her do as I ask and take more, my cock hitting the back of her throat and making tears run down her cheeks. My hands wander from her hair over her shoulders before I cup both her tits and tease her nipples.
“I can’t wait to taste these.”
Cherry moans around my cock and a shudder runs through me, as she inches me closer to my orgasm. Pleasure zings through my entire body, my thighs shake and I know I have to warn her.
“I’m gonna come. Decide where you want it.”
Pulling out of her mouth will be torture, but I’ll never force her to do something she doesn’t want, and tasting me was different from my coming down her throat. Luckily I didn’t have to pull out as she doubled down, taking me deeper, and laving my length like she’d die without the feel of me on her tongue.
I come hard, my whole body tingling as I spurt down her throat and she takes every drop I give her, lapping it up like she’s starved for me. Pulling her off my cock, I grip her head between my hands and take her mouth, tasting our combined pleasure on my tongue.
“Now it’s my turn to taste you.”