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Letting go of her face, I shake my head. “Convince me. Get on your hands and knees.”
She blinks, clearly confused. “What?”
I don’t repeat myself. I begin to back up, moving toward the stairs. She tries to follow me but I hold up my hand and wait.
Her chest and cheeks are flushed. Eyes heavy lidded.
I see the moment Jen decides to do it. She squares her shoulders and looks me in the eye and shoulders out of her robe. It falls to her feet. Then she gets down on one knee. Flattening her palms on the hardwoods, she brings the other knee down, and then she’s on all fours. Naked.
My cock screams. “Now crawl to me.”
“Crawl? Really?” She looks confused. But then she does it.
She fucking does it, shoulders and hips rolling as she makes her way toward me.
It can’t be comfortable. And while part of me hates that she’s in pain, another part takes extreme satisfaction in knowing she’d endure discomfort for me.
To get to me. Reason nine hundred why I’m wrong for her.
When she’s close enough, I lean down to curl my palm around her chin. “This is what you’re asking for, so this is what you get. I’m not gonna be nice. I’m not gonna take my time. I’ll be selfish. You’ll be sore. Possibly bruised. I’ll fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked. But I’ll make you come harder too.” I draw my thumb over her lips, pulling the bottom one open to reveal her teeth. “If you want that, we’ll explore. If you don’t, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
She swallows. My vision goes black as I imagine her swallowing my cock. Would she get off on having that kind of power over me?
It hits me then, how badly I want her to say yes,yes, this is what she wants. I never in a million years imagined sweet, perfect Jen with her tiny dogs and her sundresses would be turned on by me spitting tequila into her mouth. But she’s revealing a side of herself to me thatisinto the dirty shit. The fun shit.
What if I hadn’t been here to free it?
I have to get this right. I’ve got one chance, and once chance only, to prove to the girl of my dreams that she doesn’t have to be perfect for everyone.
She’s already perfect to me.
“Let’s explore,” she whispers. “I want—everything, Abel. Show me everything. I don’t even know what to ask for?—”
“I do.” I unzip my jeans. Fist my cock through my briefs. “I want you to suck my dick like you’re dying for it.”
Her eyes bulge again as they flick to my crotch.
I don’t tell her that she comes first. Literally and figuratively.
I don’t say that I’m doing this because I think the lewdness of it—the play on power dynamics—will turn her on that much more.
Make her come that much harder.
I am desperate for her to enjoy this.
I pull my cock out of my briefs. I’m swollen beyond belief. A fact Jen doesn’t miss. Her eyes go hazy, and she swipes her tongue along her bottom lip.
She rises up on her knees, tucking a stray strand of wet hair behind her ear. “I can do that.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it.” I give myself a lazy tug, drawing a bead of precum out of my head. “All yours.”
I feel like I’m living in an alternate universe as Jen wraps her hand around my base. She leans in. Opens her mouth and brings her tongue out to rest on her bottom lip.
Then she locks eyes with me and licks the precum off my head. It’s a slow, steady, hot caress, her tongue pushing against me just enough to make me clench my jaw. At the same time, she pumps my shaft. Her grip is firm.
I fight the urge to pick her up and bend her over the back of the nearby sofa.
Two minutes in, and she’s got me in the palm of her hand.
