Chapter 12 #2
“A lady doesn’t kiss and tell,” she says, swinging her leg over my head and pressing her thighs together. Taking her pretty pussy away from me long before I’ve gotten my fill. “But I’m sure they’d have no problem with seconds if you…”
I don’t let her finish, though it doesn’t take a genius to guess what she might have said. Reaching out, I pry her legs apart before I lean in, sucking her clit into my mouth. Her head falls back as she lets out a strangled moan.
That’s better.
I have no problem sharing Jade. In fact, I kind of love it, knowing my brothers have someone so amazing, too. It might not always work out seamlessly, but I know we can handle it.
Pushing all other thoughts away, I focus on my task at hand.
Making Jade cum on my tongue so that she can cum on my cock after. I’ve been hard since I watched her lick my blood from her fingers, and as much as I want to be inside of her right now, I need to even the score first.
It doesn’t hurt that I love the sounds she makes when I devour her.
I let her clit go with a pop before I flatten my tongue over it and pull away. Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, I press two fingers back inside of her and find her impossibly wetter.
She’s fucking dripping for me, literally.
My fingers shine with her juices as they leak down my hand and onto her ass, giving me an idea. I pump my fingers faster, reaching out to rub slow circles on her clit with my other hand.
Her walls flutter, but it’s not enough. She needs more. I curl my fingers up, pressing into that sweet spot inside of her that makes her toes curl, and she moans. The sound is desperate and filthy, and I need to hear it again.
“Zander,” she growls, and I know what she wants, but not yet. I rub my finger down her ass, collecting her juices as I go, while keeping my fingers inside of her, moving, keeping her teetering on the edge.
I can’t help but grab a handful of her ass while I’m at it. The toned muscle gives under my fingers, letting them sink in with a bite. I want to mark her the way she marked me.
The idea of her walking around with a mark from me is something I hadn’t thought about before. But now that I have, I want it more than I can bear. I grip her harder, testing to see how she’ll react. Unwilling to cause her pain she doesn’t enjoy, no matter how badly I want it.
Jade's head falls against the table with a soft thump as she lets out a low hiss, and for a second, I worry I’ve hurt her. I start to pull back, but before I can, her hiss turns to a pleased hum as she presses into me.
“Don’t stop,” she pleads, her voice rough with her building desire, and that’s all the encouragement I need.
Gripping her ass, I pull her further down the table until she’s nearly hanging off.
When I finally pull away, the crescent moon indents I’ve left behind mark her skin so beautifully that my cock leaks at the sight.
I caress the curve of her ass until I reach my destination.
Jade’s breath hitches, and I look up at her for permission. Her eyes are half-lidded as she stares down at me, but even still, I see the hunger in them. Her pupils are blown so wide that they almost swallow up the green entirely, and for a second, I’m lost to them, to her.
Fuck, I could die like this, and I would be happy.
I keep my gaze locked on hers as I lean in, licking her from where my fingers are buried inside of her, all the way to her clit and back again.
Everything about her is addictive. Her taste, smell, and the little sounds she makes, but I want more.
I want to hear her scream, watch her come apart at my hands.
I want to make her lose control in the most beautiful way.
I push my fingers deeper inside her as I press another into her ass.
She throws her head back, reaching up to grasp the edge of the table above her.
She moans, the sound drawn out and needy, so loud it echoes off the walls of the small room.
Her walls flutter as I press in further, her heels pressing into my back as she arches off the table.
She’s a fucking vision.
Closing my mouth over her clit, I flick my tongue over it as I continue working her pussy with my fingers while pressing deeper into her ass.
Her legs shake, and she murmurs curses repeatedly until she’s screaming. Her cries cut off, her mouth falling open as her orgasm hits her. I slow my fingers but don’t stop. Drawing out her pleasure until she collapses back on the table, panting as she tries to get her breathing under control.
I don’t give her the chance, though. The second her orgasm begins to die down, I pull back, pushing my boxers down enough to free my cock before I thrust into her.
Holy fuck.
I’m not sure if this was a great idea or a terrible one as her walls clamp down around my cock and leave me gritting my teeth. She’s so fucking tight. Taking a deep breath, I pull back, and just that little bit of movement has her whining again.
I intend to tease her, build her up even higher before fucking her to the edge of sanity, but she has other plans.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, she yanks me toward her, burying my dick inside of her until I bottom out, my balls pressed up against my hand where my finger is still buried in her ass.
“Fuck, Doll…” I hiss, throwing my hand out to brace on the table as I pitch forward.
“Yes, fuck me indeed,” she says, pushing up and biting into the side of my neck.
Guess she doesn’t need me to take it slow.
With a pout, I pull my finger free of her ass so that I can fuck her properly.
Someday I’ll have that beautiful ass. Her cunt is already so damn sweet and tight, I can’t even imagine the way her ass will milk my cock. Just the thought is enough to make my balls tighten, and I push the thought away. This time, I’m going to come buried inside of her while she cries my name.
I pull back, almost all the way out, before slamming into her as she continues biting and sucking on my neck.
She’s going to leave a mark, and the thought only excites me more.
She pulls away, gripping my hair to pull me down so that our lips crash together.
It’s sloppy and driven by desire, but it’s also everything I need right now.
Her tongue runs the length of my bottom lip, and I catch it between my teeth before sucking it into my mouth, where I explore it with my own, sharing her taste.
Her chest rumbles as she tastes herself. She pushes forward, chasing me for more as I pull back. But I’m far from done with her yet. Wrapping my hand around her throat, I push her back down before pressing two fingers into her dripping cunt with my cock.
It’s a tight fit, and I damn near lose it when she gives the cutest little cry and goes cross-eyed, but I can’t make myself stop; I need more of her.
All of her.
Forever.
I pull my fingers from her pussy before pushing them into her mouth.
Jade moans as her tongue wraps around them, licking them clean, and my mind fills with the thought of them wrapped around my cock again.
I slam into her, faster, harder, needing more, wanting to give her everything as we chase our release.
“Come for me,” I tell her, lifting her leg to drape over my shoulder so I can watch as I sink into her pussy. Seeing just how well she takes me, how wet she is for me, only pushes me closer to release, but I’ll be damned if she doesn’t come with me.
“I want to feel you grip my cock like you did my fingers. I want you to scream my name so loud that everyone at the club hears you,” I tell her, my words coming out in a rush as I urge her to cum with me, my fingers still buried in her mouth.
She’s close. I feel how her body tenses with each pump of my hips.
I just need to push her over the edge, pulling my fingers from her mouth with a pop before I run them over the cut on my chest. She watches as I move my hand lower, down my stomach, before I slide my fingers down my dick to her entrance, coating us both in my blood.
Blood isn’t a fantastic lubricant. It gets sticky as it dries, but she’s wet enough that I’m positive it won’t be an issue.
I wrap my arm around her leg, pressing my free hand to her stomach to keep her pinned below me. Pressing two fingers into her, I curve them up to hit that spot that drives her crazy as I continue to slam my cock into her, barely holding on.
“Zander,” she whimpers, reaching up to play with her nipples, and I feel my balls tighten at just the sight.
“I killed him for you.”
I don’t know why I say it. It just slips out, but the second it does, I know I've made the right choice.
“I would have tortured every last person in this city to find you, Doll. Nobody gets to take you from me, from us.” She whines as I press forward, raising her leg higher, and just that slight change lets me sink deeper into her.
“You’re ours.”
I’m not sure if it’s the change of our position or my words that push her over the edge, but it doesn’t matter. Her mouth opens in a silent scream as her walls grip me, and I’m done for.
I pump her full of my cum before I push her leg to the side, letting it fall back down to my waist. I wedge my arm beneath her back, and I pull her against my chest. Still buried inside of her, unwilling to be separated just yet, I move to the wall, putting my back against it before sliding down to sit on the floor with her nestled in my lap.
The only sound in the room is our erratic breathing as she buries her head in the crook of my neck, peppering sweet kisses to my collarbone that make butterflies dance in my stomach despite what we just did.
I’ve never felt like this before, and I know I never will again, not for anyone but Jade.
Leaning in, I press a kiss to her head before I wrap my arms around her. Some part of me is still worried this is too good to be true, that she might vanish.
We sit like this for a while. Neither of us says a word, simply enjoying each other's company.
“So, what’s up with the pinkies?” Jade asks, leaning back to peek up at me with a smile.