11. Jasmin
Jasmin
I was floating. I could no longer feel my limbs as my vision blurred and I erupted.
My ears roared with the high-pitched sounds of screaming.
I was hot and tingled all over. The pleasure was too much.
I tried to close my eyes, wanting to absorb all the sensations I was feeling, but Lincoln demanded I keep my eyes on his and for some reason my body obeyed.
“So fucking sexy.” I heard Linc’s husky voice.
My body was moving further on the bed, and Linc was spreading my legs wide to accommodate his big body.
I looked over his massive form, his chest covered in sexy tattoos, his six pack was on display, and that huge dick was in his hand.
He was pulling and tugging on it just like how I imagined he would, the only part that was left out was the bar bell that pierced the underside of his dick right below the head.
With a thud, his heavy dick smacked my clit, bringing my attention back to his face. “Where are you wandering off to?” he asked.
“Admiring your dick.” I groaned out my satisfaction.
He left the head of his dick on my clit, that fucking piercing adding friction every time he moved.
“I don’t want anything between us, baby, you okay with that?” he asked as he rubbed his piercing over my clit again.
“Huh?” I was lost in the sensation and not following his question.
“I wanna go bareback, no condom. I’m clean. It has been over two years,” he explained.
He dragged the head of his dick down to my opening, teasing the entrance. I tried to push myself toward him, needing to feel him inside of me. His strong hands held me still, not allowing me to push him in. He looked at me expectantly, waiting for my answer.
“Ten. It’s been ten years. I have an IUD. We’re safe.”
That’s all it took. He started to tease and push into my entrance little by little.
He pulled back to rub my wetness over the head of his dick, his piercing driving me crazy.
He reached down and rubbed my clit while he pushed the head in.
Holy sweet hell, it felt like he was going to rip me open.
He didn’t stop this time. He slipped the head further in and started rocking in small jabs.
I moaned and arched my back, holy fuck, he was never going to fit.
“That’s it, baby, relax, let me in,” he encouraged. My body responded to his words and softened for him.
He pushed in further and continued to rub my clit in slow hard circles. I needed more. I needed to feel more.
“More… need you,” I breathed out.
He obliged by pushing more of his dick in. Holy shit, I could feel my body starting to tremble. He stopped his ministrations on my clit and slowed his movements.
“Not yet, baby, I don’t want you to come until my dick is deep inside of you. You’re not ready yet, let me go slow,” he cooed as I tried to push my hips toward him.
Slowly he pushed, inch by inch, until he was halfway in. Slowing again, he resumed the agonizing torture on my clit. My hips bucked and twisted, needing him to release this ache that he had created.
“Now, Lincoln. I need you,” I pleaded. I felt like I was going to die if he did not start moving. “Please, baby, I need you.”
And that was all it took. Lincoln snapped and slammed his full length inside of me.
I let out an ear piercing scream as I took all of him.
He wrapped my legs around his waist and dropped his body fully onto mine, taking most of his weight on his elbows by my shoulders.
He was so much bigger than I was; his body could fully cover mine.
I felt safe under him. He took my lips in a bruising kiss for what seemed like hours.
I was lost. He rocked hard into me, my eyes closed, my back arched, and my hips moved with his, matching his thrusts.
He broke the kiss and I whined my displeasure.
“Holy fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. Never felt anything like this. Oh, shit, Jasmin, that’s right, baby, grind that tight little pussy on me.” His filthy words turned me on more and I could feel my climax fast approaching.
“Oh, no, you don’t, baby, not yet. Hold out, Jas. I wanna feel your wetness dripping down and coating my balls.” He slammed into me and I lost my breath.
“More baby, harder…” I begged.
“Say that again…”
“Harder!” I repeated.
“No, not that,” He was breathless from exertion .
“Baby, please…” I whined out.
Lincoln let out a growl and thrust in hard and fast. He fucked me with such ferocity I thought I would pass out from the pleasure of it all. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I was on sensory overload.
“Lincoln, baby. I cannot hold off, I’m gonna come. Please let me come. Fuck, Lincoln!” Nothing I could do was going to stop this tidal wave. My body was burning up and shaking uncontrollably, ready to explode.
“Squeeze my dick, baby, take me with you. Come, Jasmin!”
HOLY FUCK. His dirty words took me over the edge. I could feel my pussy contracting at the same time his dick swelled and I could feel him throb as he unleashed his control and took us to ecstasy.
“Lincoln. Shit. Lincoln. Coming. So good. Baby!” I was delirious, I was unsure if I had spoken my words out loud.
Lincoln grunted, then let out a feral growl. “Mine!”
He slammed into me and the throbbing continued for several long seconds.
I could feel his come coating the inside of my pussy with each pulse.
I felt the tightness in his muscles loosen and he slowly glided in and out of me once again.
Balancing his weight on one elbow, he brushed the hair off my face and smoothed it behind my ear.
His softening dick was still inside of me. I never wanted him to pull away.
“So good.” He gently touched my forehead with his fingertips and traced down the side of my face.
His green eyes were bright and clear. He was hiding nothing from me.
“So beautiful, baby, every single part.” He continued, moving his finger lower and placed his hand over my rapidly beating heart.
“So fierce, my warrior princess.” He softly kissed my lips.
I loved that. I felt my heart jump in my chest. Lincoln had barged into my life and effortlessly pushed his way into my heart.
How was it possible that I could feel something so strong for someone I barely knew?
Why did his strong arms make me feel so safe?
No, that is not right. It wasn’t so much his physical strength that made me feel protected; it was simply his presence.
Any man on my team was just as broad and strong as Linc, they all had a special deadly skillset, and they all would give their life for mine.
Yet, none of those men made me feel at peace.
“Thank you, baby,” I whispered.
I had never called anyone any term of endearment.
And no one had dared to call me some stupid pet name, fearing they might get shot, except Drew.
He was the only exception. And now Lincoln.
Only when Lincoln called me ‘baby’ it made me tingle all over.
When Drew called me ‘baby girl’, it was with the affection of an older brother.
“Thank you for what, Jasmin?” Linc had hardness in his voice and his eyes narrowed in accusation. I didn’t like hearing him call me Jasmin after what we had just shared.
“For making me feel safe, bringing me peace.” I hid my face, embarrassed to admit that to him.
“Don’t do that. Don’t ever hide from me. You never have anything to be embarrassed about with me. I want every single part of you. I want you to give it all to me.” He visibly relaxed at my answer.
“Why?” I could not help but to ask. Apparently, I was still an insecure girl under all my badass. Who knew?
“Baby, I could not begin to explain why. I will not blow smoke up your ass with a bunch of pretty words we both know are meaningless in the end. I am drawn to you like no one else. There is something in me that recognizes you. I want to throw you over my shoulder like a cave man and hide you away so I can keep you safe. Then there is this other side of me that gets so crazy turned on when I see this badass chick and how you take shit from no man, you demand the respect you have earned. You are this perfect fantasy. Soft and sexy, yet hard and full of sass; there is a need in me to bend you, tame you.”
“So what I am getting from that is I turn you on.” I winked and moved my hips.
“Woman, I wanna fuck you senseless every minute of every day, but more than that, I want to worship you.” Linc pushed his pelvis against me. I could feel him lengthening in me already.
“Already?” I was surprised at his arousal so soon after he finished.
“Are you surprised my dick is hard again? Baby, I could fuck you again and again, but not yet. I need to take care of you. I was rough with you earlier.” He pulled out and rolled to the side.
I watched as he knifed up and got off the bed, not a care in the world.
He was completely naked. With a peck on my forehead, he walked to the attached bathroom.
Shit and damn. That man had a fine ass. There were more tattoos on his back as well as a few scars.
I made a mental note to examine those further.
I wanted to run my hands over his body and find each old injury and kiss each one.
I was so lost in my thoughts of his body exploration I did not hear him come back to the bed. He leaned down, scooped me up, and carried me to the bathroom. The shower was already warm and steam filled the room.
He sat me on my feet. “In you go.” With a swat on my ass, he directed me to the shower.
“You know, you don’t need to smack my ass like a dog,” I said as I stepped into the shower. I tossed a halfhearted attempt at a pissed off face over my shoulder.