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I squirmed under his touch, wanting more but not sure how to ask for it. “Okay.” I’d never had someone request photos of me practically naked. Honestly, if it had been anyone else asking, I’d have said no. Yet, I trusted Jareth. Without him saying it out loud I knew he’d never show those pictures to anyone. And if the reason for him whisking me away was any indication, he’d be more inclined to kill someone for looking at me than showing them scantily clad photos of me.
I knew that with each first we had together, he would take care of me.
When he pushed the shirt up and off me, his gaze darkened at the sight of my breasts, a deep moan falling from the back of his throat.
My skin heated at his obvious display of desire, and my confidence grew.
“Your tits are fucking perfect.” His fingers yanked down the delicate looking pink lace underneath my boobs which only pushed them further together. “I can’t resist.”
And I didn’t want him to. The hesitation I’d felt initially faded. I wanted to experience everything with him.
My nipples pebbled under his watchful gaze as the air lightly caressed them. When he finally reached out to run his large hands over my breasts I wanted to shout yes! Sparks of pleasure raced across my body, lighting up every nerve ending. It was easy to get lost in the contrast of his darker skin against the paleness of mine and the sensations that erupted from his touch. With each brush of his fingers over the hardened peaks and each roll of his thumb and pointer finger I squirmed.
My panties grew damp with the need accumulating in every fiber of my body. I wanted to rip the lacy garment off myself as my hips rolled into his seeking relief. I gasped as his pulsating length rhythmically pressed into my clit. This was only the beginning and I already shook with uncontrollable spasms as my body bowed trying to increase the friction.
I wondered if the depth of my feelings for him enhanced the strong sensation working their way through me at his slightest touch. He rocked his pelvis into me. Each time my thighs slid further apart, cradling his hardness, wordlessly asking for more.
“Yes,” I whispered on an exhale. I slid my leg out from under him and wrapped it around his waist, my heels digging into his rock-hard ass.
His gaze roamed my exposed skin, and I saw in the flash of satisfaction in his eyes, that he was systematically cataloging every movement that made me feel good. He tweaked my nipple harder, making me wince. “Too much?” he asked.
“A little, but I liked it. The initial pinch of pain went away pretty quickly.” My previous boyfriends sucked and licked my boobs but none had given as much time and attention to this area of my body. It wasn’t until now that I realized how just the right amount of pressure increased the level of desire humming through my body.
I was surprised at how much I enjoyed Jareth’s touch.
He alternated between soft caresses and hard tugs, watching my reaction each time. It was like he was in tune with exactly what I needed.
His lips latched onto my nipple, first sucking then he bit down gently.
“I love what you’re doing to me,” I admitted to him. A choked cry left my mouth, and my hips bucked. How was it that I loved the devotion he was showing me and at the same time I wanted to tell him to hurry up and touch the rest of my body.
A self-satisfied smirk settled on his face as though he knew exactly what I was thinking.
“Jareth,” I moaned. “I need more.” Already I felt restless. This empty hollowness settled low in my core.
“Unless you say no, I’m putting my mouth on your pussy,” he growled. The roughness of his voice had me biting my lip. I loved that he told me what he was going to do rather than have him ask. My body relaxed even further when he took control.
“Yes, please.” I nodded eagerly.
He kissed his way back down my belly only stopping to tear off my panties. Even through my hooded gaze I saw the devilish grin he flashed before he fisted them and drew them up to his nose breathing in deep.
“You smell fucking delicious, Sunshine.” Then he tucked the pretty pink lace right into the back pocket of his shorts.
He pushed my legs further apart and settled himself between them. His lips gently caressed the upper part of my thigh, sucking and licking until my legs shook. Each time I thought he was getting closer to where I wanted him he’d switch to the other leg. I moved restlessly beneath him, my hips bucked up in silent invitation.
“Jareth.” My breath came out in hard pants.
He ignored me.
A whimper of protest burst past my lips. “Jareth, I need you to put your mouth on me.”
I wanted to slap the cocky grin he shot me off his face. “I will when I’m ready. I don’t think you want it bad enough.”
“I want it plenty bad,” I whined. Dear God, what had he reduced me to? I whined because he wouldn’t eat me out like I was dying for him too.
“There will only be one first time for each way I worship your body just like you deserve,” he murmured as he nipped at the sensitive flesh of my leg causing it to tremble.
My heart melted even as I wanted to throttle him and tell him to speed it up.
