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“Does my girl need to cum?” he asks grinning up at me from between my legs.
“Yes,” I plead loudly. Maximus grins as he goes back to licking and fucking me with his fingers. It feels too good, I start grinding against his hand and face.
“Stay still gorgeous. Stay perfectly still or I will stop,” he warns, and I quickly do as I’m told. Maximus grins, " are you going to be a good girl for me, gorgeous? Are you going to stay just like that and let me pleasure you?” I nod as my hands tighten in the sheets. "That's my gorgeous girl.” I instantly warm from the praise. Maximus must notice as his grin widens.
“You going to be our good girl, shorty? You going to let us look after you and trust us to take care of all your needs?”
“Yes. Please.”
Maximus chuckles before I feel him add a second finger and slowly starts rubbing something inside of me that makes me gasp.
“How can I say no to that gorgeous sound.” Maximus starts to devour my pussy like it is the last thing he’ll ever eat. I throw my head back and moan embarrassingly loud. It’s like every nerve in my body is bursting to life. Every tiny little touch makes it harder to stay still, but I somehow manage it until Maximus picks up the speed with his tongue and I curse as my whole body explodes and I have the most intense orgasm yet. I squeeze my eyes so tight that when I open them, I swear I see stars.
Maximus continues to lick me and move his fingers in and out of me, but slower and softer until I become over-sensitized, and I beg him to stop, as I try to move away from him. He chuckles as he kisses the inside of my thigh and slowly withdraws his fingers, before moving back up the bed and kissing me gently on the mouth, as I wrap my arms around his neck.
“You taste even better than they said when you cum,” he smirks before whispering in my ear. “I can’t wait to feel you clamp around my cock like you did my fingers.”
“Maximus,” I gasp as he starts nibbling on my ear lobe. He chuckles and rolls to the side before pulling me to him. I rest my head back on his chest and feel more relaxed than I was before I fell asleep.
“Get some rest, shorty,” he whispers as he tightens his arms around my shoulders holding me close to his chest, before kissing the top of my head. I close my eyes with a smile on my face as I breathe in his masculine scent as he holds me safe in his arms.
18
Jasmine
I groan as I open my eyes and look up wanting to know who’s dragging me from a wonderful dream.
“Come on Jazzy, you need to get up,” Jason says as he gently shakes my shoulder. I feel Maximus’s arm tighten around me and I realise he too was asleep, my head still resting on his chest.
“Dude? what time is it?” Maximus groans as he rubs his face with his free hand.
“It’s nearly nine,” Jason answers as he stands up and crosses his arms over his broad chest. I look at the tight black t-shirt he’s wearing and for a moment consider asking him to join us.
“Why have I got to get up?” I ask as I go to roll out of bed, but Maximus tightens his hold on me.
“You haven’t, I’m keeping you here,” he declares as he kisses the top of my head. I relax into him smiling, closing my eyes.
“No, she’s not. Christian’s waiting for her. We have to go and see your mother Jazzy,” Jason says as he pulls off the covers revealing my naked body.
“Jason!” I pull back the covers but moan as he stops me. "She won't even be up yet!” I protest.
“That’s why we’re going now. We need to catch her when she’s sober,” he explains. Maximus groans as he gets out of bed.
“He's right, now’s the best time to go. But I’m going back to bed. I’ll see you later, shorty,” he kisses me quickly before disappearing out of the room. I moan loudly as I climb out of bed and take the dressing gown Jason holds out for me before heading to the bathroom.
“Give me twenty minutes and I’ll meet you downstairs,” I huff as I turn away from him.
“You have ten and I’ll wait,” Jason replies as I spin around to face him.
“Do I need a babysitter now?”
“Yes, I don’t trust you not to stall. I know you don’t want to do this and will drag your feet.”
I moan again throwing my hands up in the air and storm into the bathroom slamming the door behind me.
“Lose the attitude, Jazzy,” Jason calls as I flip him off behind the closed door, and head into the shower for a quick rinse knowing that if I take too long, he’ll storm in here and drag me out.
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