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Hands smoothing up and down my thighs, she batted her eyelashes over her big, whiskey-and-moss-colored eyes, and I was putty in her hands. Her proposal took me off guard. Women didn’t usually opt for giving a blow job right after a man declared his intention to go down on them. Whatever her reasons, she’d busted through my wall of control in the way only Jewel could.
I gave her a short nod of acquiescence.
She was watching me so intently that she was quick to react to my consent. My hand skated up her neck to cup her throat as she helped me disrobe completely. My cock slapped hard against my abs and bobbed in front of her as if he, too, was anticipating her mouth.
Writhing her wet pussy on the floor, she took my shaft in both her hands and licked from the root to the tip. Jesus fuck, I almost came from the vision alone: her long tresses unraveled down her back, her cheeks were flushed red, and her luminous eyes were on me. Her backside flared out near the floor, hips winding round and round in search of the right amount of pressure on her clit, no doubt. She was a sight to die for, or to come for, as the case may be.
I took a fistful of her hair as she licked a path up and down my shaft before taking me into the warm cavern of her mouth. I watched, riveted, as her lips spread wide over my girth. She pushed down, down, down until the tip hit the back of her throat. My brain short-circuited. The animal I had caged up inside was loosening its bonds. My hips flexed against my will as she swallowed and clenched her throat in a way that had me spurting, embarrassing myself.
Fuck, I wasn’t going to last long.
I bared my teeth, conjuring sounds I didn’t recognize. Goddamn, but this girl knew how to suck a man off. She didn’t have much of a gag reflex, and she’d also clearly had practice. The latter part didn’t faze me, because from now on, I’d be the only man she practiced on.
I tugged her hair to let her know she could come up. She popped off, leaving my cock wet from her mouth. Before I had a chance to catch my breath, she was back on me. Bobbing up and down, she suctioned my cock and used every dirty trick to make me come, fast and hard.
Another bratty move on her part, but she was grinding so hard on the rug, looking up at me with such pride that I wouldn’t have stopped her, even if I could.
But what I could do was take over.
So, I did.
Her eyes brightened in excitement. Instead of wrestling me for dominance like she sometimes did, she hunkered down and relaxed her throat even further. Her hand continued to stroke me, but I was taking what I wanted now, using her mouth and throat to get myself off.
“That’s right, baby doll. Relax and give me what I want. Your mouth and throat are mine for the taking, aren’t they?”
She nodded once, just enough to answer. I got a little rough with her to test her boundaries, but she stayed with me. I was concentrating so hard on every flicker of her lashes, every twitch of her facial muscles, that I wasn’t paying attention to my own body. Before I knew it, it grabbed me by the throat and threw me into a twister of an orgasm. The sound of rushing water flooded my eardrums. My flesh was torn apart like a bomb had exploded inside my guts. Eyes clouding over in pleasure, I shuddered in place as my cock jerked and spurted. She began to swallow my seed, but I wanted to paint her in my come. With a shaking hand, I forced myself to pull out and sprayed her chest, marking her as mine.
It seemed I couldn’t get enough of doing that.
Although not fully recovered, I slammed down to my knees and took her mouth. Raking my tongue over hers, I gave her a brutal, manic kiss. Moaning shamelessly, she wrapped her legs around my waist and rocked against me, grinding her mound against my softening shaft. My hand found her supple backside as we attacked each other. I kneaded her ass cheek with one hand while the other sought out her hard little clit, ripe for my touch. Circling and pinching that nub, a sense of accomplishment filled my chest. I slid a long finger inside, savoring the clench of her inner muscles at even that minor invasion. Fuck, imagine my cock in there.
“You haven’t been with anyone since me,” I declared.
She was quick to agree, panting out, “No one but you.”
I swirled my tongue in the shell of her ear and nabbed the lobe in between my teeth for a sharp bite that left her breathless.
“Such a good, proper fuckdoll you are, aren’t you?” I whispered. “Riding my hand. Taking what you need. Only I can give it to you right.” My tone went hard and commanding. “Only me.”
Loving my dirty talk, she let out a low, keening sound, half whimper, half cry. I added another finger. Her hips shifted back and forth to get more traction as she fucked my fingers, grinding against my palm. My fingers were thrusting inside her, but my filthy words would tip her over.
“Wait till I feed you my cock in the morning,” I promised darkly. “I’m gonna fuck you raw until you beg me to stop. But I won’t. I won’t stop until I’ve flooded your tight pussy with my come.”
“Oh, God, Nicu,” she cried out.
“That’s right. Call your god. Call my name,” I demanded, adding a third finger, while picking up my pace. I took hold of her breast, alternating between pinching and pulling the beaded nipple while I put greater pressure on her clit. Her climax hit her fast and furious. Her cunt locked down on my fingers. I wiggled them, but I couldn’t pull out if I tried.
I chased the emotions running across her face, hungry to watch her lose control. Her face twisted as an explosive climax washed over her. I held on to her jerking frame so she didn’t collapse against the floor. Body trembling out tiny aftershocks, she clung to me like a spider monkey.
I couldn’t get enough of her clutching to me.
Lifting her gently in my arms, I placed her on the bed, coming in right beside her. My head hit the pillow, and she snuggled into me like a small animal seeking comfort from a protector. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her in tight.
Within seconds, she was out. She was exhausted from whatever had triggered her to drink and go to the frat party. Then the orgasm had tipped her over. Her chest moved rhythmically against mine as her breathing evened out.
Recalling my loss of control, I clenched my teeth tight. I’d fucked up, and I didn’t fuck up like this anymore. This wasn’t like putting black-and-red inked-up slime on the seat of Mr. Cartinelli, who only wore white pants. This was fucking serious. If the frat guy hadn’t backed off, I wouldn’t have given two fucks. I’d have thrust the muzzle of my gun in his jugular and blown a hole through his head for touching my woman, fuck the consequences. And consequences there would’ve been. No one shoots up a frat house at Columbia University without some serious blowback. Blowback for my family. My clan. This isn’t a fucking joke, Nicu. Get your shit straightened out.
I let out a long, rough sigh. It was hard to stay upset when she looked so pretty, nestled in my arms. Her very presence calmed my frayed nerves. I’d never wanted a woman permanently in my bed. Not once. Now that I knew what she felt like in here, with the tension leaking from my body just from her curves settling more comfortably against me, I knew I was in a whole heap of trouble. There was no way I was letting go of a treasure like her. Eyeing my crotch, I cursed softly to myself. I was hard again, and her hip scraped against my dick as she shifted in her sleep.
Tomorrow. First thing tomorrow morning, I was going to punish her for what she put me through tonight. Then I was going to give her the fuck of her life.
