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“Today we go slowly, but there are rules,” I tell her, nuzzling her silky-smooth mound as she moans softly and does the very thing she’s not allowed to do.
“No Angel, you’re not in charge of your pleasure anymore. You don’t get to take what you want by pulling me closer. Next time I’ll restrain you, but for now, you can keep your hands where they are but only for balance, understand?”
A flush creeps up her face as the intenseness in her eyes deepens. So fucking responsive. I caress her mound and gently pull her delicate pink lips apart, watching my angel as her breathing becomes quicker. I smile and glance up at her as I keep her lips open and exposed.
“Today we go slowly. I want to taste you and feel you bucking on the end of my tongue, but make no mistake, I do want you hard and will punish you for all your transgressions,” I say, and when Sasha’s tongue peeks out of her mouth and licks across her lips, my dick releases some more pre-cum. Fuck, this woman is hot!
I’ve waited long enough, and I need to taste her, and I know her center will be pooled with her cream by this time, and as my tongue reaches her and I take the first taste of my angel, my balls tighten with desire. “Delicious,” I say, dragging her wetness across her slit before circling and teasing her clit. She moans gently, and her body pushes forward to meet my tongue, but I slap her ass and firmly grip her hips to keep her still.
She squirms with pleasure and her little pants and the way her hips try to rise to meet my tongue make my dick throb with need, but it’s clear my naughty angel will need to be restrained in the future. I continue to lick, returning to her center for a taste of her sweetness and dragging it across her pussy, purposely neglecting her little bundle of nerves.
Her thighs are quivering, so close, but I want to keep her on edge and to hear her scream my name with her release, and that’s precisely what she does as soon as I begin caressing her clit with my tongue. I’m not done with her though and suck her little nub hard once she starts to climax, ensuring she feels the full intensity of her orgasm, wave after pleasurable wave. Only when her body stops trembling do I let go of her clit.
While I would love nothing better than to pick her up and slide my cock into that gorgeous wetness, I hold back until I know more, but her pleasure belongs to me, and I take what is mine, licking her until she is perfectly clean and knows without a doubt she is desired.
6
SASHA
I wakea few hours later wrapped in Jay’s arms, bands of steely hard muscle keeping me pressed against his body. I look up, and his deep hazel eyes are open, capturing mine.
“Morning, Angel,” Jay says, pulling me close, and something about the way he does that and the way he calls me Angel makes me swoon.
“Good morning,” I say shyly.
“How’s your back?” Jay asks, running his finger down the length of my spine, feeling for welts delivered by the madman of the night before.
“I’m good, really. I feel so much better. Thank you for taking care of me. I just need to get to Chicago as quickly as I can,” I say, still not having heard from my sister.
“I’ve arranged a plane that will get you from LA to Chicago faster than a commercial flight. You’ll go on that,” Jay says, pushing my hair from my face as I watch his deep hazel green eyes take me in.
“You don’t have to do that, really, but I do appreciate the offer.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “I wasn’t asking you, Sasha. I’ve arranged your transportation because I know you’ll be safe on the flight. If you haven’t noticed, I’m used to being in charge. Do you intend to argue with me about everything?” he asks.
I shake my head from side to side slowly. “No, I really do appreciate your help.”
“Good, then your ass won’t constantly be in a state of heat. No need to thank me. I put my phone number in your cell, and I have your number programmed into mine. My team will get you to the airstrip and make sure you take off safely. I want you to text me the minute you land in Chicago, though, understand?” Jay says, stroking my cheek with his finger.
I nod. “Why are you helping me?”
Jay folds me into his arms and looks at me with those deep hazel eyes, and for a moment I don’t think he’s going to respond, and when he does, he circumvents my question altogether. “I’ll run down, grab us some coffee and a bite to eat,” he says.
“Just coffee, black for me,” I say, but his eyebrows crinkle, leaving me with the impression that I’ll be eating a breakfast of his choice.
I get ready for the day, and when he returns, he’s holding a tray with two cups of coffee and a covered dish in the center. He places it on the dresser before lifting the silver lid. I eye the assorted cheese, fruit, and scrambled eggs. In all, relatively healthy, and with a few simple dance routines will wear off fairly quickly. He fills a small plate and hands it to me.
“Thanks, it looks delicious,” I say and am awarded a wide, genuine smile by my bad boy. “Celia’s a hell of a cook,” Jay says, plating his own food and joining me on the bed.
“How’s your pain this morning?” Jay says.
“It’s not too bad. I thought it would be worse.”
“Good,” Jay says, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a bottle of Tylenol. Take a couple now and then two more in about four hours. It’ll keep you ahead of it,” he says.
I nod, taking a couple of the gel caps out of the bottle he has opened for me.
“Do you live in LA?” I ask.
