Page 14 of Claiming Jessica


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That’s right. Take what I give you. Be amazed and grateful that we’re this good together. Only us.

Then beg me for more in the morning.

It’s clear to me she had no idea her body was capable of multiple orgasms, perhaps assuming the gift was bestowed upon the rare lucky woman, skipping her over completely.

Now that she’s with me, there will never be simply one served up at a time. She will drown in slickness and suffer the screams that rip her throat raw when I go down on her.

My tongue adds more pressure the moment I release my hold on her hips, allowing her to take what she wants from me. Her hips buck wildly, because she has no idea how to take more pleasure after experiencing what she didn’t realize was possible.

Oh, sweet pussycat. The things I will show you.

I should wait before I introduce a finger to her dark hole, but I can’t possibly hold myself back from blowing her mind yet again. This is my audition, my vow to her that I can deliver on the pleasure I promise.

Wetness isn’t an issue, but it’s clear to me that her back entrance has never been toyed with before. She clamps down tight before I can get an inch inside. “What are you doing?” Her chest heaves as another orgasm hits her, contorting her body atop the sheets.

I don’t intend on answering her with words. My tongue spins her clit around the dance floor, making it clear that I don’t answer questions while I’m at work.

I don’t want her string of orgasms to end, even if she might not be ready for me to play with her ass.

I don’t intend to fuck her there tonight. Though, that image reminds me to keep my pelvis off the sheets, lest I think about that too long and bust a nut inside my pants.

My tongue lashes her clit to remind her who’s in charge. When I set off her next orgasm, my finger works its way into her back hole, sinking past the first knuckle as she bucks wildly.

Jessica screams. It’s an unintelligent plea for me to stop, and also to never stop. Her torso twists in ways that I’m sure she’s never moved before, trying to determine whether propriety is telling her to move away, or if her libido is calling the shots and demanding more.

I decide to listen to her libido, sinking my digit all the way inside of her. Her screams go mute the moment my other hand sinks two fingers into her sopping cunt. It’s as if she is so full of me that her lungs don’t have room to expand enough for a full scream.

She writhes in the sheets, her chocolate curls twisted over her reddened face and sprawled across the pillow. Her legs quake too hard for her to bend her knees, so I loop one leg over my shoulder to give me ample room to work.

“B-Br…I c-c”

But I know exactly what her body can handle, so I start up a languid rhythm between her pussy and her anus, taking patient turns penetrating them as I see fit.

My fingers are so slick that I have to add a third to her sopping slit so nothing slips out and makes her lose her hold on the impending wave with which I intend to crush the last vestiges of her resolve.

Jessica will be mine forever after tonight. There are no limits to what I will do to keep her with me. I want to taste this infusion of need and shock every goddamn night.

I can feel the tension of her inner walls, the vibration of the impending crash that will crush her denial that we shouldn’t be together. My smile shouldn’t be tinged with such forceful evil, but I can’t help myself. She never saw me coming, and now she’ll never be able to let me go. Three more pumps should do it, and then she’ll be mine forever.

I slow down, and then mash my mouth down on her, providing the pressure her clit craves. Her screams are spent but that doesn’t mean this is not the highest peak she has ever experienced. Surprise overtakes her as my rhythm speeds up, pounding into her as deep as my fingers will fit into both ends.

She shrieks the moment she finds her voice, her limp leg suddenly powerful enough to kick her heel against my back as she rides out her biggest wave yet.

Her fingers bunch in my hair, and this time I let her direct the pressure. She shoves my face harder to her heat, so I take direction like a champ and suck her netherlips together, squeezing them against her clit until she bucks through yet another orgasm.

Her dark hole squeezes as if she doesn’t want to admit she enjoys all that a single finger of mine can do to her, so I pound it into her over and over, reminding her that I know the secret filthy fantasy she will harbor after tonight. She’ll grow to need my finger inside her tightest hole. Then eventually, she’ll demand my cock squeeze in there next.

All in good time.

“Bruno!” she cries, begging either for more or no more, I cannot tell.

I move my face from her clit, but my fingers stay where they are, reminding her that she belongs to me now, and I decide when she’s done coming.

I have utterly ignored her breasts—a crime which must be rectified immediately. I have to remove my fingers from her heat to get to those juicy peaks, but I don’t stop swirling them over her clit as I reposition beside her. My tongue swirls around the center of her left tit, smacking loudly just because I can. My fingers work their erratic magic while I suck her nipple between my lips that are slick from her juices. I don’t bite down hard—I’m not sure of her pain tolerance with nipple play. But I add just enough pressure for her to holler so loud, she sounds like a goddamn yodeler.

Great, now I’m picturing her in one of those sexy milkmaid outfits.

I didn’t think I could get harder, but now I know that when I finally do indulge myself, the release will be more pain than pleasure.

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