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“Touch yourself,” he commanded, and she didn’t hesitate.
Never taking her eyes off him, she slipped her free hand between her legs and began to massage her pussy, a moan vibrating against him as she touched her own sweet spot.
“That’s a good girl, come for me while you suck me off,” he told her, and she was all too happy to oblige. He reached down and pinched a single nipple with his fingers, twisting and pulling at it as she groaned against his pulsating member. It was all too much. He wanted her and he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Pulling free of her mouth, he stood and reached down for her, pulling her up and sitting her on his kitchen counter. He leaned forward and spread her legs, admiring the hot, pink flesh and wetness that had formed there. He stuck his tongue in her, lapping at it, tasting her as she made gasping sounds and clutched the edges of the counter. She tasted divine and it only got him harder, but he wasn’t ready to take her just yet. He was enjoying teasing her first.
“Let me see you cum. Show me how you touch yourself when you think about how much you want me to fuck you,” he told her.
Her delicate fingers slipping between her legs, pulling her pussy open and fingering her clit. Her breath was ragged and increasingly shallow as she milked her clit with her fingers while he balanced her there in front of him. Two fingers found their way inside, pumping in and out as droplets flew against his face. She was on the verge, close to orgasm. Her legs trembled as she let out a high-pitched squeal and let loose with a flood that spilled down her thighs.
He licked them clean as she jerked against each contact with his tongue. It was clear that she was hypersensitive, and he planned to send her into spasms with every little touch of her hot skin. He leaned in further, lapping more of her cum directly from her pussy and sucking at her clit. Her hands pulled at him, trying to get relief, but he wouldn’t let her get away, not yet.
Her body jerked and twisted against him until he thought she was going to send herself flying the rest of the way over the bar. Instead, he picked her up and turned her over, positioning himself behind her and driving his cock inside her sweet little hole. God, it felt good to be inside her. She begged him to stop and he did, only to have her beg him to fuck her more.
With her tiny body bent over the counter, pinned between his massive frame and the opening above it, he pounded into her, holding her hips to keep from sending her flying into the other room.
“Yes. Harder, harder. Fuck me, Thad.”
Soon, he could feel his knot forming again, filling her until she was screaming with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her legs shook violently as it pushed against her pussy walls, sending her into a series of orgasms that shook her entire frame. He let out a long growl, and as he let it go, he filled her with a massive load.
The dream slipped away as he awoke with a massive erection for which he unfortunately would not be afforded the vessel from his dream as an outlet. Melancholy filled him as he took matters into his own hand, getting himself off and falling back into a restless sleep until his alarm went off.CHAPTER SEVENTEENJaycee
Jaycee awoke feeling refreshed. She was back on track, with interviews and dates set up. Soon, Thad would be a thing of the past and she wouldn’t give what happened between them a second thought. He was just a fling.
At least, this is what she tried to tell herself. As the weeks progressed, it became increasingly evident that he wasn’t so easily dismissed. Her thoughts kept drifting back to him, especially after every bad date she went on with the Betas she’d found on Alpha Meets Omega.
Then, it all changed. She met Aaron. He was gorgeous and smart, an artist living in the nearby SoDo district of Seattle. He was highly successful, with a number of metal sculptures in galleries across the planet. Cautious about bringing anyone up to the apartment anymore after the experience with Thad, she always met him in the lobby for their dates and said her goodbyes there, as well. Something that hadn’t gone unnoticed by him.
“Why don’t you invite me up?” he asked.
“My place is a mess,” she lied. “You want to hang out down here a while? The common room doesn’t look very busy tonight?”
“I guess,” he said.
She noted the air of disappointment in his voice but wasn’t too worried about it. His impatience wasn’t her problem, but there was, most likely, no reason he wasn’t safe enough to take up and perhaps have a little fun with. There was something that held her back from it, though. She needed things to go slow. She needed to maintain control.
