Chapter Three
Jason:
Her words hit me like a fucking lightning strike.
The control I’ve been clinging to for the last two months, the professionalism that’s kept me from throwing her over my shoulder and carrying her off to my bed countless times, it just shatters.
A guttural growl rips from my chest as I latch onto her other nipple, sucking hungrily.
Her milk flows so fast that it’s a struggle to swallow it all down, but I’m determined not to waste a single drop.
It’s so sweet, so fucking perfect, and I’m already completely addicted.
My arms tighten around her small waist as I lay back on the bed, pulling her on top of me.
Her legs straddle my torso, and even through our clothes, I can feel the heat of her pussy pressing against my rock hard cock.
I adjust us until she’s settled perfectly against me, her core right over my dick.
“Lean over me, sweetheart,” I command, my voice rough with need. “Lean over and let those beautiful tits hang down above my face.”
She doesn’t hesitate. A soft gasp escapes her as she places her hands on the bed on either side of my head, leaning over me just as I asked. Her heavy breasts sway above my face, milk dripping from her nipples onto my cheeks and lips. I lap at the droplets I can reach, my mouth watering for more.
My hands find her ass, gripping the soft curves roughly through her pants.
I grind up against her, seeking friction, seeking relief.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Summer,” I groan.
“Do you have any idea how badly I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you?
How many nights I’ve laid awake thinking about you with my cock in my hand? ”
Her breath hitches, and she begins to move, her hips rocking as she grinds herself shamelessly against my hard length. Her tits sway with her movements, a mesmerizing dance just inches from my face. I feel like I’ve died and gone to fucking heaven.
“This milk belongs to me now,” I growl, my gaze locked on the white droplets beading on her nipples. “I’m going to drink from you whenever I want. Understand?”
She moans, making a soft, breathy sound that goes straight to my cock. “Yes,” she whispers. “All yours.”
I lift my head just enough to capture one of her swollen, glistening nipples in my mouth again, nursing greedily.
Each powerful pull of my lips draws more of her sweet essence into my mouth - warm and creamy, with a slightly nutty taste.
It’s the most exquisite thing I’ve ever tasted, and I can feel the milk hitting the back of my throat, coating it with her sweetness before sliding down to warm my chest. The sensation is electric, making my dick throb where it’s trapped between our bodies.
I want to fucking drown in her, to consume every last drop until there’s nothing left.
It’s primal, this hunger for her, this desperate need to claim every part of her body as my own, and I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get enough of her.
While I’m lost in my need for her, Summer’s movements become more frantic, grinding against me with increasing urgency. I can feel the pressure building in my balls, the telltale tingle at the base of my spine. I’m going to come in my pants like a goddamn teenager if she keeps this up.
With a groan of pure frustration, I still her hips with my hands. “Stop,” I pant. “Get up.”
She looks down at me, her eyes wide and confused. “Did I do something wrong?”
A rough laugh escapes me. “No, sweetheart. You did everything right. Too right. And if you keep going, it’ll be all over before I’ve even had a chance to get inside you. Now stand up and take those pants off for me.”
She obeys, climbing off me to stand at the edge of the bed.
She kicks off her heels and slowly peels off those skin-tight pants, revealing inch after inch of her soft, tanned skin.
I watch, my breath held, as she reveals herself to me, hooking her thumbs into the delicate white lace thong beneath and sliding it down her hips.
The flimsy scrap of fabric falls to the floor, leaving her completely bare.
My own clothes are next. I stand and strip off my shoes, tie, shirt, and pants with quick, efficient movements, too impatient to drag it out.
My cock springs free, thick and hard as it juts out lewdly from my body.
Her eyes widen as she sees me fully naked for the first time, her gaze locked on my erection.
I watch her throat work as she swallows hard.
I’ve seen that look from women before, but coming from her?
It’s doing things to me that I can’t even begin to describe.
I lay back down on the bed, reaching for her. “Come here, Summer. Now it’s time for me to taste your pretty little pussy.”
She hesitates for a second, her hands flying to cover herself as she flushes a deep, pretty pink. That shyness, that innocence... it fucking slays me. The woman who commands crowds of thousands every night is suddenly shy about showing me her body. “I... I don’t know...”
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I ask, my voice softer now.
“It’s just... no one’s ever... I’ve never...” She trails off, her cheeks flaming.
Realization dawns, followed by a surge of possessive pride so powerful it almost takes my breath away. She’s a virgin. My Summer is untouched. Mine to claim. Mine to teach.
“Look at me, Summer,” I command gently. Her eyes meet mine, wide and uncertain. “Do you want to feel my mouth on your pussy?”
A soft gasp escapes her lips. “Oh God, yes.”
“Then get over here and sit on my face,” I growl. “I want to eat your sweet little cunt until you’re screaming and coming all over my face. I want to taste every last drop of you.”
Her shyness wars with her desire, but desire wins out. She climbs onto the bed, her movements hesitant as she positions herself over my head. She hovers above me, her legs trembling slightly, her glistening folds inches from my mouth. So close, yet still so far.
Patience has never been my strong suit, and it seems like I have even less of it when she’s teasing me with the sight of her wet little hole, keeping it just out of reach.
I wrap my strong arms around her thighs, pulling her down to me in one smooth motion.
Her soft, wet heat settles against my mouth, and I groan against her flesh.
She tastes incredible. Better than I ever could have imagined.
Sweet, musky, entirely Summer. I eat her out voraciously, my tongue exploring every inch of her slick folds, delving into her tight entrance before moving up to circle her sensitive clit.
I alternate between broad, flat licks and precise, pointed flicks, learning what makes her gasp, what makes her moan, what makes her thighs tremble around my head.
At first, she’s shy, hesitant, her hands gripping the headboard as she adjusts to the sensations.
But then her inhibitions begin to fall away, and she starts to move, grinding against my mouth.
She finds a rhythm that works for her, and I let her take control, my tongue following her lead, giving her the pressure and speed she needs.
My face is slick with her juices, and she’s all I can smell or taste.
I’m drowning in her, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I glance up at her from between her thighs, and the sight nearly makes me lose my mind.
Her back is arched, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
Her tits are jiggling with every movement, and milk trickles from her nipples, running down her tummy in slow, white rivers.
A primal part of me roars with satisfaction at the sight.
She’s so fertile, so nurturing, a goddess in her own right, and she’s all mine.
Mine to pleasure, mine to protect, mine to fill with my seed.
I reach down with one hand, wrapping my fingers around my throbbing cock, stroking myself roughly as I continue to feast on her.
The pleasure is intense, but I hold myself back, teetering on the edge but not letting myself fall over.
The only place I’m going to come is inside her. Deep inside her, where I belong.
Her movements become more frantic, more erratic. “Jason,” she gasps, her hands moving from the headboard to my hair, her fingers tangling in the short strands. “Jason, I... I think I’m...”
“That’s it, sweetheart,” I growl against her clit. “Come for me. Come all over my face. I want to be fucking soaked with your pleasure.”
I go back to work with renewed purpose, my tongue flicking against her clit in rapid, precise movements while I gently graze her folds with my teeth.
One, two, three more flicks, and then she’s there.
Her back arches impossibly, her body going rigid as a scream tears from her throat.
Her pussy clenches against my tongue, and a fresh wave of her juices floods my mouth, drenching my face, my chin, my neck.
I don’t let up, licking and sucking her through her orgasm, drawing out her pleasure until she’s spent, her whole body trembling violently above me. She shifts slightly, giving me room to breathe, and I gasp for air, licking my lips, savoring her taste.
Before she can recover, I roll us over, pulling her down the bed so my body covers hers, my elbows propped on either side of her head to avoid crushing her with my weight.
I look down at her, at her flushed face, her soft pink lips, her heavy, milk-streaked breasts.
She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“Are you on birth control?” I ask, my voice rough.
She shakes her head, her brown hair fanning out against the white pillows. “No. They put me on the pill a while ago, but... it made me gain weight, and my manager freaked out, so I stopped taking it.”
A groan rips from my chest, a deep, guttural sound of pure satisfaction. My cock twitches against her thigh, hard as fucking steel. “Good,” I growl. “Very good.”
She looks up at me, her brown eyes wide and confused. “Good? But... shouldn’t we...”
“Shouldn’t we what, sweetheart?” I interrupt.
“Use protection? Fuck that.” I lean down, my lips hovering just above hers.
“I’m going to knock you up, Summer. I’m going to put my baby inside you so that the entire fucking world knows you belong to me.
So they all know you’ve got a man who loves you and will always keep you safe. ”
Her breath hitches, her eyes widening further. “You... you love me?” she whispers, her voice trembling with disbelief.
I don’t hesitate. “Yes,” I say, my voice firm and certain. “I love you, sweetheart. I have from the first moment I saw you.”
She’s quiet for a long moment, just looking up at me, searching my face. Then, a slow smile spreads across her lips, and it lights up her entire face. “I want you, Jason,” she says, her voice clear and steady. “And I want your baby inside me.”
If that’s what she wants, then that’s exactly what I’ll give her.