17. Jackson
Chapter seventeen
Jackson
M y patience isn’t running thin; it ran out over an hour ago. What the fuck does she think she’s doing? Another round of laughter echoes from the theatre room. Noah and Georgia have been down there for hours, watching movies.
I told her. Made myself clear. I had full access to her when I pleased.
Dinner was fucking hell. Sitting there, watching those dumb fucks show off in front of her, wanting nothing more than to pull her into the pool house and bend over and fuck her raw. Since that wasn’t something that could have happened, I stepped away, throwing myself into work instead. When I reappeared, his friends were gone, and Noah and Georgia had settled themselves in the media room.
The second Noah went to bed, I was going to make Georgia pay for all her teasing today. I plan to mark her ass—one slap for every hour she made me wait. Another round of laughter, and I snap. Grabbing my phone, I fire off a text.
Me: Tell Noah you’re going to bed. Shut your bedroom door and come to my room.
I hit send on the number I obtained from HR. Three little dots appear and then disappear a few seconds later.
She better fucking—
Then I hear footsteps. I listen closely. The sound of a door shutting, and a beat later, she walks into my room. “Shut the fucking door.” A shiver runs down her arms, making the hairs stand up. She does as she’s told, then faces me. “Climb on the bed. I want your ass out.” She licks her lips, and I add another slap to the tally she’s racking up. She climbs onto the bed and positions herself doggie-style. I walk up to her and pull her shorts down. “I told you if you don’t follow the rules, you’ll get punished.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t—fuck!” she cries out at the first slap. I caress her cheek, loving the instant welt.
“A slap for every hour you’ve made me wait for this pussy.”
Slap.
“How many hours is that?” she asks, tremors in her tone.
“Since you spread your legs in that bikini.”
Slap .
She jolts forward, and I draw circles around my handprint. Her breaths quicken into shallow pants. By the fourth slap, she moans. “You dirty little girl. You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she pants, and I pull her shorts down further. “Fucking soaked.” The view of her glistening pussy is breathtaking. Leaning in, I smash my face between her cheeks, lapping her arousal. “So sweet,” I hum, sucking her lips into my mouth. I go to town devouring her, gripping her ass in my hands while I tongue-fuck her cunt. My cock is ready to rip through my pants at the taste of her. Her hips are on the move, pressing into my face, and I love how turned on she is. Each moan is for me—and I want to own every single fucking one. “This pussy belongs to me.”
“Yes—fuck yes.” She pushes her ass into me. “More. Jackson, I need more.”
“So greedy,” I murmur and plunge my tongue inside her heat. She’s so wet her juices drip down my chin. I release one side of her ass and shove two fingers deep inside, earning another raspy moan. “Come, my little slut. Come for me. Show me how much you want my cock.”
She shakes her ass back and forth, hammering into my face. “Oh God, I’m going to come—”
With a quickness I didn’t know I had in me, I pull out and stand. My slacks are at my knees within seconds, and I grab her ass, spread her cheeks, and drive in. The feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around me is heaven. Black spots blind my vision at the way her cunt hugs me. Reaching over, I tear at her thong, ripping it off her body, and lean forward to shove the wet material in her mouth. “Hush, hush, Peach. We can’t have anyone hearing you.” My control is shot. There’s no way I can fuck her slowly. I hammer into her with the force of a bull. My balls slap against her clit as I fuck her in such a savage way she won’t be able to walk out of here. Her walls squeeze my cock, holding me hostage as she creams all over me.
“Fuck, Jackson… fuck …” Her pleas are mumbled by the underwear shoved in her mouth.
God, I don’t want this to end. I want to stay buried inside her forever. But I can’t hold on much longer. With one last satisfying thrust, I lose myself, spurting jets of cum inside her.
I can barely catch my breath. I slow her hips, riding out my orgasm. Finally, I pull out, admiring the stream of cum that drips out of her. “Fucking beautiful,” I praise. Taking two fingers, I scoop up my cum and spread it along her ass. Once I’m satisfied, I step back, pull up her shorts, and slap her already sore ass.
“Don’t ever make me wait again.”