Chapter 22 Perfect In Every Way

PERFECT IN EVERY WAY

JACOB

Patience moans, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.

She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.

Her naked body is everything good in this world, and as she rocks her tight pussy over my cock, it takes all my restraint not to fill her with cum.

A virgin.

Maybe I should have guessed she was, given her hesitation when I tried to strip her clothes off.

But I assumed she was just shy about her body or trying to hide her scars.

Scars I’m going to repaint on the person who did that to her.

I already planned on making her father suffer, but now he’s given me one more reason to take my time.

Patience rocks her hips, and her eyes gloss over. At first, I think it’s pleasure, but then I catch her slipping into a deeper subspace. Moving farther away from me.

Disconnecting.

“Baby.” I cup her jaw, and her golden eyes snap to mine. “Look at me. Stay with me.”

She nods, pressing her lips tight.

“Does it hurt?” I ask.

It must. She’s so tight and tense; I’m going to black out if she doesn’t relax, so I can only imagine how she’s feeling.

“No.” She shakes her head. “Yes. I don’t know. It hurts a little. But it also feels good.”

“You control this,” I assure her, and her body relaxes at the simple promise of those words. “You are always in control of your body around me unless you hand that over. And only then will I willingly take it. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” I grab her hips, rocking her ever so slightly and trying not to think about her perfect pink nipples brushing my chest or how good she feels swallowing my cock with her wet pussy.

It’s fucking heaven.

I don’t deserve her, but I meant it when I said I’m not giving her back now.

“Move how it feels good.” I guide her but don’t push her too far, letting her control the slow rock of her hips. “Show me what you need from me.”

I know I’m a lot to take, and with how tight she is, she’s not even fully seated as she tries to work me deeper. Her blood streaks my cock, and mixed with her excitement, she slowly lowers with every shift of her hips.

“Am I doing okay?” Her voice shakes slightly as her eyes blink down at me.

Patience rarely seeks anyone’s approval—she doesn’t need it. And yet, she’s worried she’s not pleasing me right now.

“Sit up, baby.” I guide her waist as she presses her palms to my chest until she’s straddling me. “Everything you do feels good for me. There’s nothing to doubt or question.”

Her gaze drops to her scarred knee.

“Eyes on me, Patience.” Her stare snaps to mine.

“You are perfect in every way. From every curve”—I drag my hands down her hips, over her thighs, to her knees—“to every mark. You are the most beautiful person on this earth, inside and out. Everything you do is more than enough. It’s fucking divine. So please, let me thank you for it.”

She drags her teeth over her bottom lip, nodding once.

“Hands back.”

Patience leans back carefully, gripping my thighs with her hands. In this position, she’s on full display. Her tits, perfect handfuls, heave with her every breath, pushing out with how her body arches. She’s halfway down my cock with her blood streaking my length and the inside of her legs.

“Fuck me, baby.” I hold the front of her hips, slowly rocking my thumb over her clit.

The rush of pleasure makes her pussy impossibly tight, and I’m seeing stars. Until I roll my thumb again and she finally starts to relax, taking me deeper.

Patience rocks, not letting her eyes drift this time. And as she carefully sinks into the movement, her shoulders ease and her face softens. Her hips swivel as she gently rides me.

I’m barely holding back the tension building at the base of my spine with every inch she takes.

I’m tempted to flip her over because I have a hard time handing over control, but I sense this is what she needs right now.

She sinks until our bodies are flush, and I lose all thought. All concern that this angel is handing herself to the devil. What’s done is done. I gave her the option to run, and she chose not to.

“Jacob.” She moans my name, and her lashes flutter, but she doesn’t take her eyes off me.

“You okay, baby?” I roll my thumb over her clit, and she shakes.

“Yes. Are you?”

I laugh, and she gives me a defiant little glare that makes me even harder if that’s possible. “I’m in fucking heaven.”

“It feels good.” Her nails dig into my thighs as she rolls her hips. “But—I—”

Her breathing gets uneven as her pain turns to pleasure. As her tight grip on me changes.

“What do you need?”

Patience leans forward, grabbing my shoulders. “I want you to take control. I want you to fuck me. Hard.”

Of course she does. This fireball, who has spent her life being told she’s cold as ice, is actually a living flame. Burning so hot, she’s going to melt my resolve.

“This is going to hurt a little,” I warn her.

A devious smile crawls her lips. “Good.”

Grabbing her hips, I flip her off me and put her on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed until I’m standing behind her. My palm flattens on her perfect, round ass as I use my other hand to line myself up.

“I’m going to take this too.” I skim my thumb over her tight hole as I sink my cock into her perfect cunt. “Not tonight. But I’m going to take every one of your holes eventually, Patience. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes.” She moans as I rock deeper.

I grab her long blonde braid and wrap it around my fist. It’s the perfect rope. I tug, and her back arches. The new angle has her soaking me even more.

“Look at your messy cunt, dripping for your professor.” I slide deep, streaking us both with her mess. “Do you want me to teach you what feels good?”

She tries to nod but can’t with how I’ve gripped her hair. “Yes.”

“Relex for me, baby. Trust me.” I pull her hair, arching her back farther as I bottom out in her perfect body.

I bend her so far that, when I lean forward, I can look into her eyes. I can see how perfect she’s on display for me. Her mouth open, and her tits bouncing with every thrust.

“You like it when I tell you what to do, don’t you, baby?” I grab her throat with my free hand, pulling her to me as I fuck her from behind. “You like not having to think when you’re with me.”

“It feels good.” Her eyes flutter as I slam my hips forward.

I change the angle, and she moans. Her cunt grabs my cock, and I’m almost coming apart.

It takes everything to wait her out. Thankfully, she’s on the brink as well.

Patience looks up at me with her big golden-brown eyes, perfectly sated, and she comes undone at the seams. She hands me her complete trust; it unleashes something in me.

I need her to feel good. But more than that, I need her to feel safe.

It’s ironic when I’ve never brought anyone anything but pain. But maybe she could be the thing that rewrites my story. After all, when I look into her eyes, I see my future. I see my mirror. I see the girl I didn’t know I needed until I met her.

She matches me in every way, whether she realizes it or not.

“Jacob.” She pants.

Her chest heaves, and her pussy slicks as she falls apart.

As I angle my hips and strike her where she needs.

Patience shatters, and I can’t hold back.

I fuck her until she’s screaming. Until sweat drips down her neck and her lithe body arches with how hard I’m pulling her hair.

My fist is tight as I fuck her until I’m spilling my cum into her, meeting her climax.

I’ve never fucked anyone bare, but I refuse for there to be anything between us. Her body squeezes me, demanding my cum, and I give her every drop.

When our climaxes start to fade, I release her hair, and she slowly sinks down to her elbows on the bed. She relaxes as I pull out of her. But I hold her hips up, watching us drip out.

“I’m a mess.” She glances over her shoulder at me.

I shake my head. “You’re fucking stunning.”

Leaning down, I kiss her pussy, tasting us on her as she shivers. When I stand back up, her eyes are lit with excitement.

I spin her around so she’s sitting on the bed in front of me. “Are you wanting to taste us too?”

She bites her lower lip and nods.

“Spread your knees.” She does as she’s told, and I sink my fingers into her dripping cunt.

And when I lift them to her lips, she opens for me.

“I’m going to show you so many things.” I plant my fingers on her tongue. “Now suck.”

Like the good girl she is, she does as she’s told.

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