Jalisa Chapter 13
All thoughts of my dad and his ridiculous behavior and my latest work project flew out of my head when Wrath admitted my artwork turned him on, and he agreed to my suggestion to go to the bedroom.
Despite work going rather well today, I often thought of him.
It wasn’t always sexual thoughts, though they were mixed in there.
Since breaking down and allowing ourselves to be fully together, my virgin status hasn’t slowed us down.
We had sex often, thanks to Betty’s soak suggestion, and it was always deeply satisfying.
He’d been both gentle and rough, and I loved it all.
I wanted to try other things, but hadn’t gotten the courage to suggest it.
I wasn’t sure what he liked. I was a take-charge woman, but there was part of me that wanted him to make the suggestions as the man and more experienced partner.
I had many things I’d read and heard about over the years.
I compiled an unwritten list of what intrigued me in my head.
I knew eventually, if he didn’t suggest or ask, I’d do it.
Possibly today. It wasn’t that what we were doing was stale, far from it.
I wanted to experiment and learn what I liked and could do without.
I wanted to know what those must-have things were for him.
I never wanted him to feel disappointed or bored with our sex life.
I removed clothing as we went. I dropped them along the way.
I’d clean them up later. Wrath was of the same mind because he removed his to lie with mine.
Every time I saw him naked, I had to stop and admire him.
His body was what I considered chiseled.
His defined muscles, combined with the tattoo artwork he had, made me want to trace them.
The fine mat of chest hair he had was soft and tickled my body erotically when he rubbed it against my skin.
And there was his full, luxurious beard.
The sensation of it against all my erogenous places made my fire burn hotter.
We made it to our bedroom door. By then, we were both naked.
Wrath growled, and then I was snatched up and thrown over his shoulder.
I giggled and playfully wiggled like I wanted down.
This earned me a swat to my ass. I gasped.
He hadn’t done that before, and the smack wasn’t hard.
It was enough to cause a slight sting and lit my nerve endings up.
I felt it stimulate my pussy. A small moan slipped out.
Wrath’s hand rubbed the spot he had smacked. “Did my Lunatic like how that felt? Do you want more?” he asked.
I wanted to play, so I pretended to be unaffected. “Did you smack me? I must’ve missed it,” I taunted.
Was I tempting the savage side of him? Maybe, but I was willing to see where it led. I didn’t want to bring out the wrath part, only the lesser cousin. I was a woman who loved the edge of danger.
“Oh, ho, you want to play, I see. Are you sure you want to go down this path, baby? I’m more than willing if you are. But I want it to be because you want it. If you don’t, we’ll stop now. Or if it becomes too much, tell me, and I’ll end it.”
As he talked, he walked to the bed, and by the end of his speech, he had laid me on the bed. I stared up at him. He was watching my every move and expression. Here was my chance.
“Lucian, I’ll be honest. Throughout the years, I’ve discovered many things that’ve caught my interest. I was a virgin, but not innocent about sex and what people do when they have it.
There are many things I think I might like to do, but I have no practical experience to tell me if I’m right.
That swat made other parts of my body respond.
It felt good. Would more and harder be even better?
I sure hope so. I’d love to find out, but only if you want it.
It’s not just about my gratification, babe. ”
“Anything that pleases you will do the same to me. Would I like to see if turning that ass red makes you crazy and wetter? Hell, yeah, I would. But I don’t have to have it if you don’t want or like it.
I’m a dominant man, but not a domineering one.
I’ll lead, which I mostly prefer, but it doesn’t mean I always have to.
Ultimately, I want whatever brings my woman the most sexual satisfaction.
God willing, we’ll have decades together and need to keep things hot and fun.
I love to hear your vocal responses and see you lose control, Jalisa. It’s a thing of beauty.”
As he spoke, I watched him slowly stroking his cock. He was fully hard, and there was precum seeping from his slit. That caused my desire to climb. I turned myself so my head was closer to him. I gestured for him to come nearer.
Wrath smirked as he did. He stood over me with his cock just above my mouth. He shook it as he goaded me. “Do you want a taste, Lil’ Lunatic? Do you want your man’s cock in your mouth, my cum on your tongue?”
“I want my man’s cock in my mouth. I want to gag on it when he goes deep. And if he’ll allow it, I want to swallow his cum,” I admitted.
I’d given him a blow job the other night, but not to the point of completion. He’d been too eager to fuck me. I knew overall what his cum tasted like, but I wanted a complete example. I liked sucking him and watching how excited it made him.
My confession made him groan. Reaching up, I captured his cock. He let go of it. I brought it down and lifted my head to reach him. Wrath grabbed a pillow and slid it under my head and neck to raise me and ease the tension on my neck. I hummed in approval.
My first move was to stick out my tongue and use the tip to tease the slit where his precum oozed out.
He hissed, but not in a bad way. I swirled my tongue around the entire head of his cock, gathering his precious precum and swallowing it.
I moaned so he knew I liked what I was tasting.
I made sure he was clean of precum before I licked down his underside.
I was following a vein that ran his length.
I’d stop and suck lightly as I did. I went up and down a few times before I sucked one of his balls into my mouth.
I fondled the other while gently thrashing around the one in my mouth. He was moaning louder and longer.
“Christ, yeah, that’s it. Damn, that feels good, Jalisa. So good,” he muttered.
His words caused me to release his balls, and I licked back to the head.
There, as I gripped the base and pumped it, and fondled his sac, I sucked the head into my mouth.
He was a tight fit, so I didn’t have to do much to tighten around him.
I lashed it with my tongue as much as I could and sucked harder and then lighter.
Working myself down him, I took more inside until he hit the back of my throat.
My gag was automatic, but I didn’t back off.
Instead, I pushed beyond it, letting him slip deeper into the very top of my throat.
He shuddered and groaned. I’d read a book about giving head, which talked about the tightness of swallowing and vibrations that cause the man to enjoy it more.
Wanting to find out, I hummed as I took him further.
I was still pumping the shaft and tugging on his sac.
Wrath groaned loudly, and his hands curled in my hair.
He wrapped fistfuls around his hands. There was a slight bite to my scalp, which I found I didn’t mind.
Without a way to tell him I wanted more, I reached back and around him to clutch his ass and tried to yank him closer.
He took the hint and tightened his hold.
He pulled his hips back and then plunged into me again.
“Is that what you want, baby? Do you want me to fuck that mouth? To go deep and then shoot my load down your tight throat? Fuck, you don’t know how great this feels, Jalisa. Tap my thigh if I get too rough,” he muttered before he ramped up his speed.
Wrath used my hair to guide me up and down his length as he fucked my mouth.
I kept up the suction and tongue-lashing along with humming.
He went deep and would hold it there until I needed air.
His thrusts got faster and deeper. The sounds he made were turning me on to no end.
My nipples were hard beads, and my pussy was soaked.
Unable to stand it, I slid my hand down between my legs.
“Son of a bitch! Yeah, that’s it. Get nice and wet for me,” he ordered.
I whimpered as fiddling my nub and sucking his cock pushed me to the brink.
I was sure I was about to come and leave him behind when he buried his length as far as he could and jerked while growling.
Jets of cum squirted down my throat. I had a hard time keeping up with swallowing.
When I stiffened and orgasmed, my moans caused vibrations that made him groan.
When I was done coming and a puddle of goo, he pulled out of my mouth.
Wrath’s fingers unwound from my hair. I was surprised when he bent down to kiss me. His tongue explored my mouth. I knew he was tasting his cum. When he was done, he stood and picked up the hand I’d used to get myself off. He sucked the finger clean.
“That was hot, and you know how much I love your taste. I’ve got to say, I never knew what mine tasted like. It’s not awful, but it doesn’t compare with yours.”
“You’ve never kissed a woman after oral sex?”
“Nope, I haven’t. Not to bring the mood down, but I wasn’t much for kissing, period, with those women.”
“Feel free to kiss me anytime,” I said, smiling. I wanted him to know I wasn’t holding his former lovers against him.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said before I was suddenly rolled onto my stomach.