Chapter 28 Kratos #3
She’s so fucking wet her pussy fucking shines in the light and I can’t bite back the groan as heat rushes through me. My cock throbs, pre-cum leaking from the tip as I try to keep myself from coming at just the sight of her like this for me.
Slowly, I lower myself back down over her, this time with no barriers, and when my breath rolls over her wetness, she whimpers.
Flattening my tongue against her, I lick her from her opening all the way to her clit in one swift motion.
Jade fucking collapses back onto the bed with a strangled gasp as the taste of her almost sends me into a frenzy.
I pull back and repeat the same motion. This time, when I reach her clit, I swirl my tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her hips thrash, but she manages to keep them down.
She was told to keep them on the bed, so if she's still listening, I'm failing. I want her precious self-control to snap. I want Jade in all of her crazy glory, and that's what I’m going to get, even if I have to push myself to the brink to do it.
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I continue to caress it with my tongue as I trail my hand up her leg. I release my hold on her clit, and Jade whines at the loss of sensation.
My lips pull up in a smile knowing I’m causing this reaction in here but I don’t drag out her suffering.
I run my fingers up through her heat, coating them with her wetness before I bring them to her clit and rub tight, slow circles against it while I drive my tongue into her.
She bucks up, but she quickly corrects the movement, and I smile to myself.
Almost there.
I pick up speed with my fingers on her clit, my tongue matching the same tempo inside of her.
“Fuck, K,” Jade pants, her fingers threading into my hair, pulling me closer.
I feel her walls as they shudder around my tongue.
She’s close, but she’s not lost control yet.
I pull back even as she continues to try and press me closer, and when I pull away completely, she huffs a sigh of frustration at me.
“Patience,” I tell her, pinching her inner thigh, and a shocked little yelp leaves her lips.
It’s delicious. Her every reaction fuels me, pushing me closer to the edge.
Running my fingers back down through her folds, I tease her, watching her squirm, so close to where she wants me. With every pass, her breathing picks up, her brows pinched in annoyance as I pull away.
She opens her mouth, no doubt ready to tell me off, but before she can get a word out, I sink two fingers into her.
She’s so fucking wet that I slide in easily, but I still give her a moment to adjust. I want to drive her to her breaking point with pleasure, not pain, or at least not that kind of pain.
Her mouth falls open in a beautiful ‘o’ that has my brain picturing how good those lips would look wrapped around my cock.
I shake the mental image away, for now, before l drop down between her legs.
I’m a big guy, my shoulders are wide, and even with as flexible as I know Jade is, it’s a tight fit. Gripping the back of her leg, I throw it over my shoulder, lining my face up with her core.
Her walls relax slightly around my fingers, and I know she's ready even before she does.
Without allowing her a moment to catch her breath, I lean forward, pressing my tongue to her clit at the same time I move my fingers.
Her hands go right back to my hair, and this time she arches off the bed enough that I struggle to hold her.
She doesn’t even seem to notice as she rocks against my face, her breathy moans filling the room, desperate for release. I stop moving as I hold her in place and pull back to look up at her.
“Hips down,” I growl, letting the demand ring out in my words.
She’s either going to listen, or she’s not, and honestly I can’t decide which I want more; both excite me.
Only one way to find out.
Her hands tug at my hair in frustration as she huffs, but she does as I said, and I can’t help but chuckle.
“Good girl.” I breathe the words against her skin as I pick up the pace of my fingers as they move in and out of her.
I lick and nibble her clit as she pants and whimpers above me, and when I crook my finger inside of her, hitting that spot that drives women wild, I feel her walls clamp down around them.
“Fuck don’t stop…” she hisses. “Please, Kratos,” Jade begs me, and my cock weeps at the sound. Never have I heard Jade beg for anything.
I need to finish this up before she undoes me without me being inside of her.
I continue to move my fingers, stroking that spot that’s driving her crazy as I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking hard.
I know the moment her control snaps. Her heel digs into my back, her hands releasing their hold on my hair to press me closer to her as she grinds against my face, chasing the release that’s within her grasp.
It’s mean, I know, but I can’t let her slip back into that good-girl, complacent role.
No, Jade isn’t a good girl. She’s a brat, and I need her to see that.
Let her know she can be whatever or whoever when she’s with me, and I’ll gladly take it.
I pull my fingers from her, pushing off the bed and away from her.
She attempts to hold me, grabbing at me with her hands, and attempting to wrap her leg around me, but I manage to slip away.
I don’t make it far, maybe getting half a foot of space between us before she’s pushing up to look at me.
Her chest heaves, and her eyes are a little crazed as they narrow on me, calculating.
A smile breaks across my face, and I know Jade understands the challenge I’m offering.
We know each other well; it’s impossible not to with the past we share, but I don’t know for sure how she will handle this.
I want to free her, to let her be unapologetically herself.
If she decides she doesn’t want this, we can go from there, but she gets the choice.
Her lips pull up in a smile that mirrors my own, and it feels like two halves of a coin lining up as she lunges at me. Two pieces of broken glass that slot perfectly back together, despite the damage, or maybe because of it.
I let her press me back against the bed.
I half expect her to move up my body and continue to ride my face, but she’s never one to do as expected.
Jade’s hands drop to my sweatpants, tugging them down, and taking my boxers with them in one swift pull.
I help her get them the rest of the way, kicking them off once they hit my ankles.
My body tenses as her hand wraps around my cock, and I get impossibly harder, despite thinking it’s not possible.
I almost choke on a strangled groan as she runs her thumb over the metal bars that line my shaft before stopping at the ring at the tip.
My eyes follow her movement as she wipes a drop of pre-cum from the tip, and brings it up toward her face as I hold my breath, unable to do anything but watch her.
Her tongue flicks out to taste it before she pushes her thumb into her mouth with a moan that feels like a physical caress.
Jade watches me watch her, a smirk pulling at her lips as she notices the effect she has on me.
Yeah, good girl, my ass. I bet she’d get a kick out of doming someone with the way she seems to get off on reactions.
She pops her thumb out of her mouth and I’m lost for a moment, dazed and unable to pull my gaze from her. Until her finger catches on the hoop at the tip of my cock, giving a gentle tug that feels better than it should.
“What’s this called?”
“Prince Albert,” I answer without looking away. She’s not the only one who likes reactions.
Jade simply nods. “That’s a new one.”
“New one?” I echo her words, confused about what she means.
Jade nods. “Yeah, I’ve never seen a Prince Albert, only the Jacob’s ladder,” she tells me as she runs her finger up the metal bars again. I struggle to focus; her touch scrambles my thoughts.
“Who…” The question dies on my lips as I realize I don’t really want to bring up where she might have seen dick piercings. Thankfully, her lips pull up in a smile, and I know it’s not what my brain thought.
“Zander.”
“Zan.”
We both say at the same time. Yeah, I should’ve known.
I open my mouth to say, well, something, but before I can, she leans down, pressing her tongue to the base of my shaft.
Moving up slowly, she pays close attention to each bar before gently sucking on the hoop when she reaches the tip.
My brain blanks as my eyes roll back. The bars make everything better, more intense, but that was almost enough to tip me over the edge.
Too close to fantasy and so far from what I expected.
Her little giggle brings me back, and I force my eyes open to look at her. “You think you're funny?” I ask, attempting to sound serious, but my voice is husky and broken even to my own ears.
“Yeah, just like you thought you were a few minutes ago, Daddy,” she sasses, her tone mocking as she bends down again to lick at the hoop. Apparently, she didn’t appreciate being pushed to the edge like that. Too bad. I’d do it again to see her like this. No walls, no worries, just here with me.
Fuck, I’ll do it again and again, every day if she’ll let me.
“I like this one. It’s a nice touch to the bars,” she says after a moment.
“But I can see how that might not be as much fun to suck on.” She adds almost to herself.
“Have you ever had a complaint about that being in the back of someone’s throat?
” she asks with a straight face, and I can feel my brows rise in surprise.
“I…” My words fail me as I try to figure out how to answer that question and not sound ridiculous. I think I’ve done enough of that tonight.