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“And you were my submissive captive maiden?”
“You wish.” She moans into my touch. “I was a pirate too. We were competing to find a hidden treasure.”
“That’s your sexual fantasy,” my lips graze her ear, “competing with me?”
“Don’t judge.”
“Who won?”
“Me, of course. But I let you bend me over the side of the ship and have your way with me as consolation.”
“So, I won after all.” I kiss her, going back to the basics, getting her primed and ready for the next round. To my extreme gratification, it doesn’t take long before she’s panting and begging again.
I reach for the condoms in my side drawer and she peeks over.
“Looks like you’ve got lots of goodies in there?”
“You like toys, Sweet Pea?”
“Depends. Let’s see what you got?”
There’s that bravado again. Jazz is a rousing mixture of boldness and sweet innocence. I show her the tamer options, a vibrator and a silicone string of beads. I watch her throat work on a swallow. “Is that thing with the round balls for the um…bum?”
“It can be.” I like incorporating toys to enhance the pleasure, but they’re not for everyone. “Have you done anal play before?”
“Fingers once. Well, kinda.” Her cute nose scrunches up. “I chickened out. But I was only twenty.”
“How old are you now?”
“Twenty-four.”
Jesus.Don’t think about it, Foster. She’s still a grown woman.
“I wanna try it again.” She glides a finger across my chest.
“Why with me?”
“Because I feel safe and I know you’ll make it good.”
That touches off something in me that’s both primal and protective. “Only if I think you’re ready.”
“If I were anymore ready for you, Leo, I’d flood your bed.”
“If you want to be able to walk or dance tomorrow, Sweet Pea, you better stop talking.”
“Ooh,” she giggles, making it difficult to roll the condom over my swollen dick without bursting through the latex.
I flip Jazz onto her stomach and arched over her, brace my palms on the bed, and kiss down her spine and over her ass cheeks, two juicy globes that jiggle like jelly when she squirms. Pulling her up on her knees, I look at those pretty pink lips pouted beneath her spectacular ass that’s sticking up in the air, ripe for the taking.
With my dick begging for mercy, I ease into her wet folds, and the ecstasy of it stutters my breaths. I thrust in a little more and nearly lose it when Jazz makes a high-pitched sound of pleasure. I pull out and drive back in, deeper and harder each time, groans tearing from my throat as she takes me balls-deep. My control frays.
It’s as if Jazz is a drug that has been injected into my veins. Hooking me. Addicting me. She’s no longer a want. Jazz is a need. A fucking desperate need.
I reach one hand around her and coat my thumb with her creamy essence, and bring it to that taut button on her ass. Testing her reaction, I start with the tip of my thumb, and her reflex is to tense up.
“Relax and just breathe, baby.”
She lets out a breath and I feel her tension start to ease. I imagine she’s using some meditation technique, and I just might become a believer when I glide right past the knuckle.
