Chapter 22
Say My Name
Alex
My head was threatening to explode just from seeing her. I ran back to Jade, but she was planted to one spot, staring into nothing.
"Baby, are you okay?! Are you hurt?"
Jade was disoriented. Her hair was disheveled and her pajamas were pulled off one shoulder. But a most wonderful, delicious, naked shoulder.
Gianna burst into our little secret paradise like a fucking hurricane. Where could Gianna have seen Jade? What the fuck were the security guys doing outside, and why did they let her through? And most importantly, how on earth did she find me?
Jade looked up at me with such an empty expression before blowing me away with an unforeseen question. “Did you ever cheat on her?”
“What?” I breathed out, inspecting Jade’s forehead, an angry bump appearing just beneath her skin.
“Gianna. Did you ever cheat on her?”
I caught the look in Jade’s eyes, and her words finally registered. Fucking Gianna must have spewed some utter bullshit.
“Gianna and I have been broken up for almost a year.” Jade listened intently. “I never cheated on her, but I also…couldn’t fucking get it up for her…the last time we were together.”
That wasn’t the best thing to reveal at the moment, but it was like a spark flashed in her eyes. Slowly, Jade placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me around.
"Oh my…” she gasped, running her soft fingers down my back. I fell into that sensation, enjoying her unexpected caress at a time like this. “I had no idea you had a tattoo on your back.” She turned me back to her, looking renewed.
And then, it all just happened. Her lustful gaze dragged down my half-naked body, and her hand was already between my legs, awakening every single sexual thought I forbade myself to indulge in.
"I'm so tired of being interrupted,” she murmured, stepping closer.
“By your partners, by your exes, by your phone.
" Jade was pressed against my chest, grabbing me harder and taking away all the self-control I’d been holding onto.
I was melting under her touch, the action so light but hitting me like a drug. “I just want you."
Her words went straight to my head. She wanted me. As if eager to prove her words, her fingers grazed my abdomen and the towel flew off me in one swift motion, Jade’s gaze dropping down.
“Oh. Fuck.”
Her fingers wrapped around my cock as if this was her fucking property. I panted, doing everything in my power to remain standing. “Ja—”
“No. Shut up.” Her hot tongue trailed down my stomach, down, down…
Jade dropped to her knees, and for a second, I was sure this was a fever dream. Jade Bianca Moretti—the most beautiful woman to ever walk the earth, my captive, and now my sole undoing—held my cock in her hand, looking it over with intent.
She stuck her tongue out, licking the underside, piercing me with her gaze. The world evaporated right then and there. There was only her…popping the tip of my cock into her mouth, easy, simple, as if she wasn’t satisfying every dirty fantasy my mind possessed.
And my mind was possessed. I’d thought of things. Things I was too guilty to admit because this was Jade and she felt untouchable. Delicate. Not for spoiling.
“You like to watch?”
Her voice cut through my delirious thoughts, and the smile on her face was a premonition of what she was about to do.
God damn, she fucking swallowed my cock—pushed it into her mouth and on her tongue, and even when it hit the back of her throat…she didn’t pull back.
She made herself gag, my cock muffling her moans. Jesus fuck. She was sucking me off as if she’d been starved, and I was afraid to come too fast. My problem with Jade was that…I turned into a horny teenager around her.
Her fingers slid up my thigh and she found my hand, intertwining her fingers with mine. I held on with fervent passion, as if afraid she would be somehow ripped away from me. Faster, she worked my cock faster, deeper, ugh—taking everything from me. Taking everything for herself.
An unrestrained and desperate groan escaped me, but just before she pushed me over the edge, she pulled back, trying to catch her breath.
“I want to hear that again.”
She restarted immediately, adding her hand to the base of my cock while her mouth worked the rest. She did this so well, and it was all too much; I was brought to the brink of the strongest fucking orgasm that had ever graced my body within a matter of minutes.
"Jade..." My whisper was nonexistent, but I managed to push her off, completely unsure of how to...finish this. But she wasn't lost. She looked up into my eyes and stuck out her tongue right in time for me to come in her mouth. On her tongue. On her lips.
I couldn’t catch my breath, couldn’t catch my thoughts, my heartbeat. Jade’s gaze was relentless while my cum glistened on her tongue. She let me enjoy the view before she pulled her tongue back and licked her lips, swallowing it all with a small smile.
Ugh. Jade really would be my death sentence.
My head was empty; the only thing I could think about was the fact that she was still fully clothed.
“Wow. You even have a slutty thigh tattoo.” Jade’s eyes narrowed on the tattoo on my right thigh, tracing it with her finger right before dragging her tongue from my mid-thigh all the way to my balls.
“You’re full of surprises.” She giggled, letting me fall into the sensation of her touch. No one had ever touched me like that before. No one sent such a dark shiver down my spine.
Easily, I lifted her onto the kitchen island, the room filling up with her laugh, and crashed my lips into hers.
I wanted to taste her. I wanted to spread her legs and fucking suffocate between her thighs. I reached for her pajama pants, but she suddenly stopped me.
“Alex, I…” Jade trailed off, and I unglued my lips from her neck, zoning back into reality. “I’m sorry I…I didn’t shave.” Pink burst onto her cheeks and I could barely understand what that meant until it hit me.
“Jade,” I panted, on the verge of passing out from this denial. “I don’t care about that at all.” Pressed against me, she listened carefully. “I want you just the way you are, baby.”
The surprise that lit up her eyes twisted my insides. Did she not believe me? Had no one ever told her how wholesome and complete and beautiful she was just the way she was?
“You don’t care?” she clarified, as if suspecting I was lying.
“Fuck no. In fact, I love it hairy.” The thought alone was making me hard again. “Let me drown in it, baby.” She laughed quietly, but I had more to say. “Do you want me to beg? Is that it?”
I fell to my knees, her smile widening as she looked down at me. “Here. I’m naked, begging on my knees. Please.”
Jade sat on the kitchen island, lightly swinging her legs. “I thought you never get down on your knees for anyone?” she asked slyly, clearly prolonging this just for her fun.
The cold tile floor dug into my bones, but I stayed there. “I don’t,” I admitted, remembering the way she asked me to beg on my knees. “But I will stand on my knees for you…for a thousand years.”
Jade won it all. I was naked, on my knees in front of her, begging to eat her out. She bit her bottom lip and reached down toward my chin, gently pulling me up.
“Okay. I’m satisfied with your begging,” she whispered, the hint of a smile never leaving her lips.
I didn’t need a second invitation. I reached for the hem of her pajama pants and quickly pulled them down. “Ah!” she gasped as soon as her bare skin touched the cold granite counter, but I was already discarding the pajamas to the side, my eyes taking her in.
She absolutely didn’t shave, and I’d never seen anything hotter. Nothing was ever more erotic, feminine, divine, than her unshaved pussy.
Her eyes on mine, she watched the way I slid my hands up her legs, onto her inner thighs, my heart hammering in my throat. Finally, I spread her legs, enjoying the way she yielded to my touch.
Jesus fuck.
Every inch of her was original. Real. My gaze jumped to hers, uncertain and maybe a little curious. I traced my fingers on her soft skin, closer, feeling the heat she radiated. Just as my index finger grazed the entrance of her pussy, I sucked her into a kiss, muffling her tiny little moan.
I needed that kiss. I needed it because when I had my fingers inside her two nights ago, I almost broke. I almost placed my lips on hers, almost took something that I wasn’t sure she wanted.
But I couldn't fucking wait anymore.
I leaned down, my eyes closed, but my mouth knowing exactly where to land. I licked. Fuck, I licked all of her, her loud moans only spurring me on. Had I been starving my entire life? Living in a lie? Because no other woman tasted this good. No other woman felt this right.
No other woman had placed me on my knees before.
“Alex…”
Yes, say my name just like that.
I didn't rush. I wanted to take it all from her. I used my thumb to part her, right before trailing my tongue up toward her clit, and she arched her back, giving me more.
God, this was a drug. I flicked my tongue on her clit, tasting her—tasting Jade.
Her skin was covered in goosebumps, and she panted with her eyes closed, doing her best to hold herself up.
Her beautiful hair was splayed all over her body, and when my tongue burrowed inside her, she descended onto her elbows, throwing her head back.
“Fuuuuuck…”
I worked her slowly, teasing, swirling my tongue around her clit while my fingers inched inside. She was wet, hot, and fucking perfect.
“Alex, Alex, Alex…”
Frantically, she repeated my name, and I worked diligently, reading the signs of her body. She liked it when I pressed my tongue against her clit and slowly slid my finger in and out. So I added a second, and she moaned louder, her hand grabbing a fistful of my hair.
She was shaking, her legs trembling against my shoulders, her heels digging into my back to pull me closer, deeper.
Afraid to miss the beautiful sight, I watched her body drown in the sensation, and she finally collapsed onto the island. She gasped for air, her face contorted in delicious ecstasy while I pumped my fingers inside faster, lapping at her clit and tasting her.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, don’t stop!”
I fucking didn’t. I kept it all the same, hearing her grow louder, desperate, quickly approaching the edge. She pulled on my hair just then and her thighs shook, her voice piercing my ears.
"That's it, baby," I growled, muffled against her. "Give it all to me." I didn’t pull away, I stayed right there as she came on my tongue, her sobs giving me previously unknown satisfaction.
Reluctant to let go, I licked her slowly, savoring the way she shuddered with every motion, the rest of her spent and tired.
“I can’t, I can’t…” She pushed on my shoulders, gently asking to stop. And, of course, I stopped because I’d always do anything she asked. Instead, I bent over her, mesmerized by the way she gasped for air, still unable to open her eyes.
I scooped her into me and she was compliant, slumping on my chest and resting her face in my neck. “Mmm—wait!” Jade pulled back suddenly, her eyes both blissed out and half-panicked. “The camera!”
We fell onto the bed with Jade laughing and squealing. This was bliss. This was heaven. Her in my arms, her laugh for me, her energy, her spark, her whole personality alive.
Jade scampered up the bed and reached for my phone on the nightstand. “Delete the footage!” She passed me the phone, unable to keep a straight face, but before I could even grab the phone, she climbed back on me. “I need to see your tattoo again.”
Jade turned me on my stomach and mounted my back. I complied easily, my soul the lightest it’s ever been.
“Wow.” Her soft hands slithered up my back and into my hair, rendering me paralyzed and speechless. “How come you didn’t show me this before?”
Jesus. She was so light. Her words, her laugh, it was all weightless, it was all pure.
Glued to me, she lay on my back while my hand ran up her thigh, both of us just together, just like this.
If she was a mere mortal, then I was just an insignificant speck of dust. She radiated love and passion, joy and fire, and I would forever be her servant, her slave.
“I was waiting for you to undress me.”
Jade giggled into my upper back, sighing into me. “Yeah? How long have you wanted me to undress you?”
My cheek pressed into the mattress and I breathed in deeply, trying to formulate it gently, but…fuck it. “Since you bit me.”
Her hot breath tickled my neck as her arms wrapped around me tighter. “What else do you want?” she whispered.
I hesitated, unsure if I should say it, but then I remembered the spark in her eyes when she stuffed my cock down her throat. “I really want to fuck you.”
Jade shifted on top of me, her skin so soft against mine. “How many times have you thought about it?”
“Like three thousand times.”
She laughed quietly, licking a trail up my back, onto my neck, awakening every single one of those three thousand thoughts. “Tell me all your thoughts.”
“I thought about…you waking up beside me.” I did, I’d thought about Jade every second of every day since I saw her zip tied to the chair. “I thought about…the way you say my name. The way your lips lift in a smile when you give me your attitude.”
She listened intently, gifting me the tiniest kisses.
“I thought about you in my life. In my bed, in my shower, in my kitchen. I thought about…you being where I was.” Jade’s delicate fingers traced my jaw, both of us breathing in and out together.
“I thought about…how fucked up this is. How much I fucked up when…when I couldn’t stop thinking about you.
When I couldn’t stop wanting you. When I knew this whole fucking plan was going down the drain, and I…
” I lifted and turned, dragging Jade onto my chest, feasting my eyes on her.
“And I thought about this.” My hand found the nape of her neck and my fingers tangled in her soft hair. “You on top of me.”
I was going to tell her. Tell her what she forbade me from saying on the beach. I looked into her eyes, knowing that it might scare her, but I opened my mouth anyway. “I—”
But the consecutive ding of my phone beside us interrupted the moment. It was a barrage of messages, one after another. We both turned to it, seeing the name on the screen.
The name that had become a real menace. The name that was attached to me like a leech, sucking the blood out of me.
I reached for the phone and unlocked it, the reality of it all hitting us both.
Gianna sent a screenshot from an Instagram account.
Knox’s Instagram account. He was with Jade on his yacht, both smiling and hugging, looking like a happy couple.
The caption read: If anyone has any information about my beautiful missing girlfriend, PLEASE DM me!
!! Come home, mon amour! I miss you so much! You're the love of my life!
Beneath it was Gianna getting the last word in:
Giana: I know who your whore is. You're fucked.