Chapter 30 #2
I reward her by guiding her fingers to my mouth, closing my lips around them, and licking them clean.
I hear her sharp intake of breath as I hum at the flavor as it floods my senses.
Her hand falls to the bed when I finally release her, and I take advantage of her momentary pause, fisting her underwear in my hand and ripping them off of her.
The sound of the fabric splitting shouldn’t be so hot, but it is, and my cock leaks, knowing what that means.
“Between you and Rick, I won’t have any underwear left,” she sasses, but she doesn’t sound very upset about it.
Gripping her thigh, I yank her down the bed before spreading her legs and pressing my tongue to her pussy, unable to wait another second.
Her back arches off the bed with a curse as I press my tongue to her entrance, licking up to her clit before I suck it into my mouth.
There’s no going slow now, though, not with the way she melts in my hands, ready for whatever I want to give her.
My fingers slide in with ease. She’s fucking dripping.
“Might want to keep them off for the night then, Killer. We invited him to join us after all,” I tell her, pulling back just enough to see her reaction to my words. It wasn’t necessary, though. Her walls clamp down on my fingers, telling me everything I needed to know.
Pulling my fingers free of her, she whines at the loss, making me chuckle as I reach for my throbbing cock. I wrap my fingers around it, smearing her juices from base to tip, unable to resist being covered in her juices.
I brace my knees on the edge of the bed, and in one thrust, I bury myself into her as far as I can go.
Without giving her a moment to adjust, I pull back before slamming back into her, watching as her eyes screw shut and her fingers grip the sheets as she cries out.
But I don’t want her hands on the bed; I want them on me.
With my cock still buried inside of her, I wrap my hands around her hips, pulling her from the bed and into my arms so that we’re chest to chest. I’ve never cared for these huge four-poster beds the guys have in every damn room, but right now, they work beautifully as I press Jade’s back against the wooden column and fuck into her.
“Fuck, K,” she pants, her hands gripping my shoulders as her fingers bite into my skin, which only makes me fuck her harder.
Reaching up, I grip her chin, forcing her gaze to mine.
“Oh no. That’s not my name. You wanted to call me Daddy, so that’s what you're going to do. You're going to be a good girl and cum on my cock while you scream my name loud enough that there is no doubt in anyone’s mind who’s fucking you.
” I tell her, running my thumb along her lip.
I feel every breath she takes before I let my hand slip down, wrapping around her throat the same way her hand did earlier.
I’d wanted to replace it with my own, and now, looking down at my hand, knowing how much trust she must have in me to be this vulnerable, almost has me ready to burst.
“If you can do that for me, I’ll fuck you again in the shower.
” I brush my thumb over her throat, feeling the way her pulse races before I squeeze.
I don’t hold her for long, unable to keep my hands still with her in my arms. But it’s enough to pull a desperate, filthy noise from her lips as she rocks into me, matching my thrusts.
My nails dig into her firm ass that rests in my hand as I let my hand trail down her chest. My fingers brush against her breasts, and I can’t stop myself from reaching out to caress them, even if they weren’t my goal.
I only linger for a moment before pulling myself away, dropping my hand down between us so that I can press my thumb to her clit.
Her walls flutter around my cock with just the slightest bit of pressure, but as I begin slowly circling it, I know she’s close to the edge.
She’s a panting, swearing mess. Her heels press into the sides of my ass as she tries to pull me impossibly closer, and I continue to slam into her without pause. Pushing us both closer to the edge.
She comes a second later, her scream so loud that I think the whole house really might have heard her.
Jade calling me Daddy wasn’t something I ever knew I needed.
It wasn’t even something I thought I would like.
But watching her orgasm hit her while she screams is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever experienced in my whole life.
Her walls close around my cock so tightly, I don’t stand a chance.
With one more thrust, I follow her over the edge, coming so hard that it feels like my knees might give out.
Somehow, I manage to keep us both upright, by some stroke of luck.
The sound of our heaving breaths fills the room as we fight to get our breathing back under control.
Looking down at her, I find her eyes on me and a smile on her face that’s so happy it makes my heart squeeze in my chest. There was a long time when I thought we would die without finding happiness outside of serving others.
This wasn’t something I ever dreamed possible, but now that I have her—have all of this—I could never go back to what life was before.
“I love you, Kratos,” she says, and I lean in, dropping my forehead to hers.
“I love you too, Jade,” I say, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips that she’s quick to reciprocate.
Pulling back, I smile down at her before pulling her tight against my chest, my cock still buried inside her.
“Let’s go get cleaned up.” I walk us toward the bathroom as she leans her head on my shoulder, and I feel her tongue dart out, licking at the shell of my ear.
“I seem to recall a promise of shower sex if I was a good girl, and I’m pretty sure I was a damn good girl for you, Daddy,” she whispers in my ear, and I hear her huff a laugh when my cock jumps at her words.
“Yes, you were, and I have every intention of rewarding you.” I turn the knobs of the shower to set the temperature before pushing my jeans down so that they fall in a heap on the floor.