“Only touchoveryour drenched panties, sweetheart. Iwant to be the one to make you come tonight. Ithink I’ve decided on six orgasms for you, but you make such pretty sounds, Imight not be able to stop at six.” My blood is boiling, and I’m breaking a sweat at just the thought.
He feeds me another inch and another until the cool metal of the piercings grazes the back of my throat. My moan is so loud it makes the metal studs vibrate through Jett, driving him insane, Iknow because of the way he shouts, “Baby!Fuck!”
I replace his hand at the base of his cock with my own. It’s my turn to take over. Islick him with spit from base to tip, then hollow my cheeks and suck in as much of his length as Ican, twisting my grip around the base, the few inches Ican’t quite fit. For fun, Iremove my hand and attempt to fit every last inch so he can hear and feel me gagging on him.
“Good girl,” he gasps, “that’s my goodfuckinggirl. Your hot mouth has changed Keane’s life, Baby. Ican’t imagine how sliding him into your tight, dripping pussy will feel tomorrow.”
I whine around him, loud and desperate,tomorrow!The wet pussy in question is clenching around nothing at the thought. Iliterally can’t wait, and feel like Imay die if he doesn’t touch me soon. My teasing myself over my underwear is only making things worse. Iimagine how that magic cross will feel as it hits deep inside me, and Imoan so desperately Itaste precum across my tongue, and Jett’s fingers begin to tug on my ponytail just as desperately.
He gently thrusts against my tonsils, swearing and saying my name like a prayer.
“Your mouth is a revelation, Baby, you’re going to make me come so hard, paint your throat, darling, you’d like that?”
“Fuck yes!” Imumble around him, and now he’s losing it. I’m gagging, he’s pulling my hair and praying to any God that will listen. It’s the hottest thing Ihave experienced in my life, so far.
“God, gods! All of them! The gods made you for me, Baby, Iknow it. Ifeel it, I-I’m gonna come down your beautiful throat! P- promise to show me before you swallow.”
His dick is so impossibly hard as a tear rolls from the corner of my eye and Inod as if Ihave any idea what the hell he’s on about.Show him?He shouts as his release hits the back of my throat. Iattempt to close it, trapping his release on my tongue. His body shudders as he curses, “you’re my god damn miracle girl. Show me, please, princess.” God, he’s so weird, something Imost definitelyhaveknown all along.
He pulls his otherwordly dick from my mouth with a grip of the base and Icarefully present my cum covered tongue to him. He wipes away my tears as a rumble escapes from deep in his throat. “My personalfuckin'heaven. Wanna watch you swallow all of it. Now.”
What is this kink and why is it so hot?Ibat my lashes and swallow with a dramatic gulp that makes him moan again and bite a knuckle, his cock twitching.
“Jesus Christ, Baby!” He groans, pulling me onto his lap as he nearly collapses onto the blanket. “That was so hot. Thank you, darling, that was absolutely incredible. That tear, just from the gag reflex? Not ‘cause Ihurt you?”
“Right,” Iwhisper, kissing across his chest.
“Good. Because it’s your turn to come so hard you can’t form a single logical thought, is that all right?”
I nod as he takes off my shirt, bra, ruined panties, pants, all of it. “Please! Itshould take you about two seconds, given how many hours you’ve been edging me for. That’s what every second of spending time with you is, pure wanting.”
He licks his lips at the sight of my bareeverything.“Jesus Christ, is this really all for me, darling?” Iflush and nod like crazy. “You mean Ican’t spend the next half hour kissing you everywhere? Your body is fucking divine, my moon goddess.”
“No!” Ihuff. “I need that tongue like Ineed oxygen!” He laughs, but insists on kissing and licking my breasts while teasing fingers through my slick desire. He brushes his fingertips at my entrance. “Want my tongue … here?”
“Up!” Ihiss and he laughs.
“Oh, you mean…” They brush over my clit, again and again, “Here?” My hips buck off the blanket, and he should just take that as a yes! “Mmm, Isee, you want my tongue here.” He taps my clit, and my hips jump again. “And my fingers here?” he asks, swiping at my entrance.
I’m panting now. “I mean I’d prefer Keane there but, fingers, sure!”
He chuckles darkly, Iblink, and his head is between my thighs. Two fingers slide into me, and that insane tongue is lapping lazily at my clit. Iwasn't exaggerating, I'm already close. Ican barely get out a sentence. “When you’re on stage and the girls are—shit!Screaming and you stick your tongue out and—”
His tongue starts flicking as fast as it was in my mind, and I’m yanking at his hair, and fuck, I’m screaming his name already. My eyes screw shut.
“Jett! Jett, I’m—” Iwhine and convulse with pleasure as the release hits me like a Mack truck. Ihave never come this fast or hard before; it feels like my brain is doing lazy somersaults through outer space or something.Amazing.
“One,” he says against my sex. He crooks his fingers, and the tongue is even faster this time, and my thighs are shaking, and just like the thirst tweets warned, Imay squirt. His tongue stills, but his fingers are relentless. “That’s it, let go, Baby, let it all go. I've got you.”
As soon as his tongue starts again, “Oh my fucking God!” My vision goes white with blinding pleasure while Isoak the blanket, Jett’s face and fingers. Iam so out of breath, but manage, “I don’t even,” ragged breath, “think I’ve done that before.”
He sneers with a little huff. “Stupid wanker exes. What kinda name is Tate, anyway?Ace?Fucking knobs!Two…” And even the slow lapping matched with the fast fingers does it for me. My whole body is shaking, back arched off the blanket.
“Fuck Ilove being yours, Jett Raven. Oh my God, baby, I—” My orgasm feels like I'm floating around in some other nirvana-like dimension until Ihear Jett talking and snap back into my body.
“Never called me that yet. Quite liked it. Three…”
He releases his fingers from me and reaches up to give me that finger necklace while his tongue flicks faster than a hummingbird flies. “Daddy!” Imake sounds like a woman possessed as my eyes roll back in my head.
