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I keep playing with one sensitive nipple while my other hand trails down her stomach. The soft skin caves under my touch as goosebumps rise on her skin. She’s so fucking responsive. I finally get to the curls above her sex and lightly tug at them.
“I like this. So many littles shave bare.”
“I don’t like it like that,” she gasps.
“Good. Keep these sexy little curls.”
I slip my fingers between her folds and straight into the hot well of her pussy. Charity cries out in pleasure as I finger her. Thrusting first one, then two fingers inside her. I pump them a few times before pulling them free and dragging her wetness up to her clit.
“Oh God,” she moans.
I rub circles around the little bundle of nerves, teasing her. She wriggles her hips as I tease her. Over and over, I circle her clit until she’s shaking in my lap. Once I’ve driven her to the brink of release, I thrust two fingers inside her hard and fast, fucking her with them while rubbing her clit with my thumb.
She cries out as the orgasm crashes through her. I hold her to me as she practically thrashes out of my lap. I don’t stop fucking her with my fingers. I keep at her until she’s coming again… and again. My cock is like a lead pipe in my pants. I swear I could come just from having her writhing on my lap, but I have more control than that. Though the temptation is there.
When I pull my soaked fingers from her core, she whimpers. I lift her limp body off my lap and tug down the blankets on the bed. I place her on the mattress then pull up the covers.
“Where are you going?” She asks even though I haven’t made a move to leave.
“Nowhere, sweetheart.”
Her lip tips down in a pout, and I know it’s because she can sense my change from daddy to Jasper. Call it self-preservation, but I’ve already pushed my own limits for one night. If I go any farther tonight, it’ll throw us both in the deep end without life preservers.
“Will you lay with me?” she asks quietly.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. As if I could deny her. I kick off my shoes and join her in the bed. She instantly moves to my side, snuggling against me. I only hesitate for one brief moment before I pull her into my arms and hold her close.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Charity
I’m askingJasper not to go before my brain can even catch up with my mouth. The spanking and orgasms should have been enough to satisfy my appetite, but it wasn’t. Not by a long shot. The soft submissive side of myself craves more… His strong arms wrapped around me holding me close and keeping me safe from the world.
He’s barely settled onto the bed beside me when I’m scooting into him and plastering my naked body against his fully clothed one. There’s something super sexy about having just scened with a man who never once took his clothes off. It made me feel small and vulnerable. Now, however, I wish he were naked so I could feel all of his hot, hard muscles against my overheated skin.
“Thank you, daddy,” I murmur as those big arms encircle me.
Jasper lets out a low sigh, not saying anything, and I realize my mistake. Our scene is over. He’s back to being my fake boyfriend, and here I am, putting him in the role of my daddy dom. How embarrassing. I go to move away and his arms tighten around me.
“You don’t have to thank me,” he growls lowly. “It was my pleasure.”
Yet he didn’t take any for himself. I’m very aware of the hard bar of his cock pressing against my stomach, proving the point. I press harder against his thickness. I wish he would let me take care of him like he did me. It hardly seems fair.
If I were braver, I’d offer to suck him off, but I’m not. I’ve fully let myself go and now I’m in my little space. The space where he’s fully in charge—even if he doesn’t want to be. Which is what I fear most at this moment. I want him here desperately, and I get the feeling he would rather be anywhere else.
We lay in silence for a long time. So long that I drift somewhere between sleep and wakefulness. He doesn’t rush me, and I appreciate that more than he will ever know. Yes, I needed a good spanking and even better orgasm, but this is what I craved most. The closeness of having a man hold me. Care for me. Even if it is fake. I can live with that.
Or so I tell myself.
Finally I start to come out of the pleasure euphoria Jasper’s spanking and orgasms pushed me into and I become restless. With as much willpower as I can manage, I sit up on the bed and put an end to this wonderful moment in time. It’s something I’m going to hold on close to for a long time to come.
How is it that a fake relationship feels like the most real one I’ve ever been involved in?
* * *
The rideback to my place is fraught with silence and not necessarily the comfortable kind. He must sense that because when he finally breaks the silence, it’s to ask if I’m okay.
“Hmm?” I ask as if I didn’t hear him. Really, I’m just trying to buy myself a little time to get my thoughts in order.
