Chapter 11 #2
“Yes,” I mewl. Slowly but surely, I turn my head towards him so he can see that I mean what I’m about to say. When our eyes meet, I swallow thickly, my mouth so fucking dry. “I—”
“You what, little bird?” he asks, one side of his mouth curving up in a salacious smirk.
“I want… you.” It’s all I’m able to say because I don’t trust myself any more than that.
His beautiful green eyes flick over my face, taking a moment to be sure of what I just said out loud before he eventually gives me a faint smile and bobs his head in agreement. “Okay, but once the snow thaws it ends between us, understand?”
My nod of agreement is abrupt. I don’t care when or how it ends between us, I just want him, need him inside me, and the moment I concur with him he languidly lowers his hand between the both of us, his knuckles gliding over my skin and sending a shot of electricity to the very marrow of my bones.
Never in my life have I wanted to be touched by someone as much as I do him. The tips of his large fingers skim between the lips of my drenched slit and I cup my mouth swiftly to mute the loud moan threatening to escape. My heavy breathing the only sound I recognise in the moment.
He forcefully grips my wrist, yanking my hand back from my mouth. “No.” He glares, pinching my clit and causing me to gasp with how delicious it feels. “Let him hear.”
Jack begins to coat his fingers in my thick arousal, gliding them between my lips and up towards my clit, circling them around my bundle of nerves. My breathing becomes strained, less controlled, as my body reacts to his touch like I was made just for him.
“Are you even there, Robyn!?” Toby barks, and I bite my bottom lip with merriment because he has no idea that as he continues to talk utter shit… my stepdad is about to make me come harder than he ever did. “See, this is exactly what I mean about you…”
I arch my back off the sofa the moment Jack presses the first finger inside me, thrusting in all the way to the knuckle. “Fuuuck,” I mewl, the feel of him retracting it and applying pressure to my clit with his thumb only adding to the to delectable sensation.
Leaning back, he looks right at me, not needing to look at my pussy in any way because he knows exactly what he’s doing. Jack continues to tease me with one finger until I’m a writhing mess beneath him. Squirming around and meeting every thrust he gives me by lifting my hips.
“More?” he asks darkly.
“Yes.”
“Then…” Jack rests his left hand beside my head and raises his eyebrows at me. “Make sure he hears you.” With that, he thrusts two fingers inside me. The stretch alone pulling a strangled cry from my throat.
“Robyn? What are you doing?” Toby questions from the phone beside me.
“Feet up on the edge of the couch, open this glorious pussy up for me, little bird.” His voice now louder so Toby can hear. I follow his command and balance the heels of my feet on the edge, allowing my thighs to drop further apart, thus giving him even more access to my core.
“Robyn, who the fuck is that!?” Toby shrieks.
“Oh my god,” I moan, watching intently as he drops his wrist a little, and when he curves his fingers at the right angle he brushes delectably against my g-spot. Working me with expert precision and coaxing sounds from me that I didn’t think were possible.
“So fucking wet,” he growls, working me harder, teasing me torturously slow so Toby can hear what a woman’s pleasure is really like.
“More… please,” I plead, my back arching further this time, thrusting my tits closer to his face.
My fingers white-knuckle the edge of the sofa as he scissors his fingers inside me to make my breathing spiral out of control. “Such a greedy slut for my touch, aren’t you, Robyn?”
“Robyn!? Are you fucking someone else while you’re on the phone with me?”
“Yes!” I answer him loudly. “Holy fuck, that’s it!” I shout, my body turning to absolute mush with the way Jack’s working me over. “Right there, make me come… make me come… please, please, please.” I’m practically frantic, panting, my body tingling with ecstasy.
Picking up the phone from beside me, I smile with elation as Jack brings the speaker close to his lips and speaks directly to Toby.
“Fuck, if you could see what a greedy whore she’s being right now…
even the way she’s squirming beneath my touch.
It’s fucking addictive. Maybe I should stick my dick so fucking deep inside her she feels it for the rest of her fucking life.
” Jack chuckles devilishly before addressing me.
“Would you like that, Robyn? Shall I destroy this cunt of yours and ruin it for anyone else?”
“Oh god, yes!”
“What!?” Toby shrieks. “ROBYN, DON’T YOU DA—”
Jack ends the call before Toby can finish and tosses my phone to the opposite side of the couch.
He pulls out of me, and I watch with apt devotion as he brings his fingers to his mouth. “Well, make yourself busy and take out my cock.” Jack then wraps his lips around both of them and sucks my arousal from his skin.
He doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I lean up, yanking the taught drawstring bow open and use one hand to pull the elastic waistband down, situating it under his balls before letting go.
Frantically—like a woman starved of touch and affection—I wrap my hand around his fat cock and squeeze it at the base.
Jack releases a satisfied grunt as I begin stroking him nice and slow, twisting my hand as it reaches the tip.
The weight and girth of his cock resting in my hand makes me realise he’s going to do exactly what he insinuated, and I’m going to be ruined for anyone other than him, and I can’t wait for the ache to start.
I want it.
I need it.
Jack places his hands on either side of my hips, bending forwards slightly, rutting into my fist and releasing a pleasure-filled hiss of enjoyment. He angles his face as though he’s going to kiss me, but I lean back and press my other hand against his mouth.
“No kissing,” I moan as his fingers glide between my pussy lips again, taunting, teasing me.
“Too… personal… this is just… Oh, fuck,” I mewl as he begins finger-fucking me again, but this time it’s far more rough than it was previously.
I drop my hand from his mouth and rest it behind me for balance as we begin working each other over.
“Fuuuck, just like that.”
I remove my hand from his cock for the briefest of seconds, and he growls in agitation at the loss of my touch, but it’s not for long because when I spit in my hand and return it back to the column of his fat, veiny cock, he moans deeply, looking between us to watch the show unfolding. “Just like that, greedy girl.”
Giving it a light squeeze, I lean forward and press my own lips to his ear.
“Fuck me bare,” I beg. He doesn’t stop his movement on me, but he angles his head back with shock written all over his features.
I don’t think either of us could stop even if we wanted to, but his eyes give out a silent question and I nod.
I’ve been on the contraceptive pill since I was eighteen… there’s no chance of me ever wanting children, so he’s safe. “I’m clean.”
“So… am I. Fuck,” he huffs, lost in the moment with me.
“You want me to come inside this pretty pussy? Coat your fucking walls with my cum and mark you. For me to use you as my own personal fuck-hole?”
I drop my head back and cry out, “Yes!” His words turning me on so fucking much I can’t contain my need for him to fill me.
“Jack… give it to me. Give me this cock.”
With those words he takes over from me, gripping his cock and sliding it up and down my soaking slit, the curve of his tip rubbing marvellously against my clit hood.
“As you wish,” he mewls.