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Trust Me by Tilly Greene
Chapter One
Jack kissed each pulse point before he returned her hands to her lap.
"I'll be right back," and he walked away.
She was nervous. What had she just agreed to? Had she made a mistake
in listening to her inner voice and trusting him? Ali didn't think so.
This was not only the man who had featured in many of her dreams but
he was a part of her past that she might actually be able to hold close
for at least a few weeks without him being harmed.
Ali felt it would be so easy to care for, no be honest, easy to love
the man, and that was scary. Not the loving part but the loving and
having to walk away could be the one thing life has thrown at her that
could completely break her spirit.
Looking into the flames before she gave herself the usual don't feel
sorry for yourself you are alive to chat. It would have worked but
Jack coming up and placing a blindfold over her eyes interrupted the
talk.
"What are you doing? Jack?"
"Shhh. Remember, trust me."
She felt his hands resting on her shoulders and then they moved, gently
massaging her neck and shoulders.
"Did you know that you have been my rock for all these years?"
"No, no I didn't know you even remembered who I was."
"Not remember? You sell yourself short Ali, you are unforgettable."
Not sure how to answer that she stayed silent and sunk further into the
motion of his hands. She was so relaxed and having decided to hand the
reins of this evening over to Jack she felt freed of any pressure. A
single thought marred her peace and felt the need to place it out there
for him before they went any further.
"Jack? I am not very good at this sort of thing. I ummm, well, I have
had...shoot!"
"You have not had many lovers, is that what you are trying to say?"
"Yes, yes that is what I am saying."
"Kitten, what matters most is what happens between the two of us, not
any others. Just tell me if I do anything that you don't
want...although I want you to know this up-front, I will not only see
your legs but I will touch them and love them."
"No!"
"Yes. I will not allow you to hide anything from me, especially in
that bed. This is not a one off night of fucking Ali, this is the
start of our relationship together, an adult relationship." He was
holding her firmly by her shoulders as she smoothed her hands firmly
along her thighs, as if she would be able to hide them forever beneath
the fabric of her skirt.
"I know what damage was done all those years ago. I have seen your
legs through your many surgeries as a child."
She gasped, that was when she started dreaming of the white tiger.
"This shouldn't surprise you. You know I was a member of the team set
to protect your family, and you were mine. Does everything from that
time need to be blocked in order for "Alison" to rest in peace?"
"No." Whispered softly because although they were difficult times that
followed the murder of her parents she did remember this man, he was
her teenage knight in shining armour and eventually he left her.
"You screamed, whenever you saw me you screamed so horribly.
Eventually your doctors demanded I not allow you to see me when there,
that after you screamed you were inconsolable and would be administered
a light sedative to ease you into sleep. I admit even that had not
stopped me from ensuring you were not in any danger, I will never stop
seeing to your safety."
Jack continued easing her shoulder and neck muscles as he spoke softly
to her of their shared painful past.
"Do you know why I see you in the mirror in my house? Why I dream of
you and in those dreams you look like you do now and not as I knew you
before?"
"Later. I have waited so long for you to come to me...I will wait no
longer." He moved her hair over one shoulder and shifted the collar of
her blouse to the side, leaned down and dropped a kiss where her neck
and shoulder met.
Gently lavishing his kisses on her sweet soft neck in the dark Ali
wallowed in the pleasure his kisses freely offered. She could feel his
steady breath exhaling against her skin; as he moved up to her ear
dropping gentle kisses along the way she felt the heat of his breath.
When he twirled his tongue around the edge of her ear she inhaled
deeply only for it to escape on a moan as he nibbled the soft lobe.
"Are you ready Kitten?" He asked quietly.
"Yes," was the only answer she felt able to give.
Working his way back down her neck she felt the gooseflesh rising on
her arm, so immersed in his gentle seduction the heat of the fire on
her bare breasts surprised her enough to bring her hands up to cover
them.
"No hiding Ali." Jack had untied the side bow so smoothly she hadn't
noticed it happening. Now he spoke gently to her while tugging the
neckline of her blouse down, waiting for her to release her breasts.
Taking a deep breath she dropped them back behind her so he could take
the sleeves off. Only Jack had other ideas and left the blouse caught
on her wrists, still behind her back.
"Jack?" Blindfolded and trapped in her blouse Ali felt vulnerable and
exposed.
She felt him move and, just shy of frantic, turned to try and find him
before she felt him kneeling before her. He settled himself between
her legs and reached around her waist, resting his hands first on her
waist then after a squeeze flat on the bench behind her. Jack reached
up and stopped just before his lips touched hers.
His bare chest settled against her breasts, the erotic sensation
slightly parting her lips.
"Beautiful," he breathed against her lips before dropping a soft kiss
on their moist surface. "Do you know what I see when I look at your
uncovered breasts, thrust out as if in offering? Let me tell you what
is before me now."
He shifted away from her tempting lips and sat back on his heels,
moving his hands to stroke her knee to thigh through the fabric of her
skirt.
Ali didn't know that he had taken off his dress shirt until she felt
his bare skin against hers. She was not aware that both his shoes and
sock were gone leaving him except for his trousers. As he spoke he
reached under the hem of her skirt and took off her shoes before gently
massaging her feet.
"I see white alabaster skin with slight dusting of faint freckles. Me
thinks my fair haired lass went out in the sun a little too often at
some point. Then I see two large, an overflowing handful of white
breasts that through their weight gently drop down. Large dusky
rose-colored nipples that are topped by deeper red tips decorate them
both. Right now the tips are hard and so temptingly pointing out. My
mouth is watering and my fingers twitching with the need to pay them a
great deal of attention."
His words were affecting her, bringing moisture to her pussy. Ali
started working her hands to try and free them from her blouse so she
could...actually she didn't know what she wanted just that she felt
helpless in the face of this intense desire Jack was brewing in her.
The vulnerability was still front and centre in her mind but now she
wasn't sure from where it stemmed.
"What a sexy sight for my eyes to behold. That's it Kitten, keep
wrestling with the blouse. Each one of your restless movements causes
your breasts to break into a delicious jiggling motion. Swaying gently
back and forth. If I had known earlier this evening what was happening
within the confines of your blouse I would have been hard pressed not
to unwrap you sooner."
"Oh, Jack. You say such wicked things." She couldn't hide from him
and knew he could see the flush he, not the fire, was bringing to her
cheeks.
Again she felt him move back up before her, resting his hands on her
hips and stopped just short of her lips. He used his diamond shaped
chest hair to tease her breasts. Tickling her with the soft hairs.
Parting her lips she licked her lips and whispered, "Please Jack, kiss
me."
"You ask so beautifully," and took his tongue and dragged it slowly
across the open seam.
"Please." She gently panted as she felt him take her bottom lip
between his teeth and tug. When he sucked her upper lip into his mouth
and laved it with his tongue she could not sit still any longer and
moved forward, bring her breasts more firmly against his chest. She
moaned at the pleasure she felt against his bare chest and again when
his tongue moved into her mouth and took their kiss to another level.
This kiss was a full body experience. Her hands occasionally twisted
in a half-hearted attempt to be free. Ali loved the feel of her tender
breasts against his hard chest. She had never felt so happy to possess
this oversized chest until a few moments ago. They weren't just for
counter-balancing her backside, they were an object of desire.
Moaning with the pleasure she was feeling, needing to somehow let Jack
know that she was enjoying all he was doing. She took a thigh-high
stockinged foot and rubbed it along his calf, up to his thigh and then
hooked it between his thighs to move him closer. Bringing his cock
closer to her barely covered pussy.
"Jack?" Ali breathed and pulled back from his intoxicating kiss.
"Where is my skirt? My underwear?" She asked as she felt his hands
once again smoothing her legs from the knee up, only this time the
skirt was gone and her scars were visible beneath the stockings.
"Pooled around your ankles. You are a naughty woman Kitten." With his
hands stroking her ass cheeks, he pulled her closer to the edge of the
bench, spreading her legs wider around the width of his chest.
"Underneath that beautifully elegant façade lurked a wanton sex
goddess. Breasts bouncing freely, scanty pair of black satin thong
panties and a saucy pair of sheer laced-top thigh-highs. My my, can we
say erotic?"
He gave her no further opportunity to worry. Jack dropped a firm kiss
on her startled mouth then sat back down on his heels. Before she
cooled with fear he leaned forward, resting his hands on her thighs,
and using the flat of his tongue he licked her hardened tip, sending it
dancing. Hearing her quiet groan he moved to her breast and used his
back teeth to worry this excited tip.
Jack did not pretend that the keloid scars on her thighs were not
there, no he decided the best way to help her over that hump as far as
he was concerned was a direct attack. He continued working his mouth
over her nipples until she realised he had taken her stockings off and
was now stroking her legs without any covering.
"Jack?"
He heard the worry behind the call.
"Yes Ali, I see them and feel them." He moved his hands from her legs
to her ass cheeks and took her panties off as he kissed her. Once he
gently sat her back down he reached up to cup her breasts, squeezed and
pressed them back against her chest so the nipples popped out. "You
are so beautiful," he couldn't seem to hold a thought other than
getting inside her as quickly as he could. His cock has been hard
since he saw her but it was beginning to take over his thinking
process.
Before the dominance of the brain could shift south Jack moved.
Abruptly he stood and moved behind her and sat behind her. He moved
her back slightly so she was flush against him so her head rested just
shy of his shoulder. Her trapped hands were now buried between her ass
and his trouser covered hard-on.
He slowly stroked his hands down the inside of her legs and when he
reached their knees he lifted them to rest over his, spreading her
pussy open to the fire. They were close but she wouldn't be burned.
Slowly he stroked his fingers up the inside of her thighs looking down
and following his fingers slow meandering progress.
"Oh Ali, what a beautiful sight you are sitting spread before me. I
think we will need to do this before a mirror so we both can see what
an awe-inspiring offering to love you are."
Lightly skimming over her slit he moved up to cup a breast in each
hand. "I am becoming quite attached to these two lovelies." He used
his thumb and first finger to tweak and tug the tips as he held the
delicate globes.
"I am hot Jack, so hot."
"Yes you are that Kitten."
He took a single finger, the mighty first finger, and traced it down to
her belly button where it danced playfully around the indentation
before it ventured further south. The finger stopped just above her
trimmed bush and he her flesh from hip to hip and back again.
"You know, in my fantasies you are naked."
"You are clothed in mine."
Laughter burst from his lips, "We will work on how I feature in your
fantasies."
Chapter Two
Jack understood her light banter was a search to find ease in the
position she now found herself in. Blindfolded, hands caught behind
her back and naked in the lap of a half-dressed man.
Personally he found it a big turn-on and couldn't bear to change their
current position. Hoping she found her inner peace because he was
ready to take her further along this road they have found themselves
on.
His finger was tracing her soft belly from hip to hip and she was
deliciously squirming around bringing is cock forcefully in command of
his thoughts. Sighing in defeat he let his hard driven lust for Ali
run rampant.
Holding one breast and teasing its nipple incessantly was a diversion.
Spreading his fingers wide on his other hand he snaked it straight down
and cupped her pussy briefly before he moved his middle finger to
flicker in and out of her opened slit.
Her opened mouth gasp was music to his ears. And she thrust her chest
out further, "Ohhh Jack."
Nibbling on her neck allowed him an interesting view of how his hands
were occupied in sensually tormenting this woman in his arms. He found
her breasts to be luscious and highly sensitive responding to each and
every tease he treated them to. Wanting them in his mouth and to see
more of them but still knowing he wanted her to come before they moved
to the bed.
Using his other fingers to hold her lips open further he dragged his
middle finger up and down her slit before dipping the tip in her moist
heated pussy. Her hands had turned and were fumbling to grasp his
stone hard cock but couldn't seem to get it right.
"Feel this Kitten, feel my finger thrust deeply into your depths."
Heatedly whispering against her neck as he thrust more of his finger
inside her grasping depths. It was his thumb that broke her down. It
had reached up to coax her clit from beneath its hidden.
"Jack, let me have my hands so I can feel you, let me touch you."
"No Kitten, right now is all about you."
"I don't know if I can do this."
"You can do anything. If only you could see how you look sprawled
naked before the fire, totally open and I am here to bring you
pleasure. To make you scream."
"Jack..."
"Are you a screamer Ali? I bet you are, already I hear a multitude of
groans and moans. Hear that? I must have hit a sweet spot...shall I
go there again?"
Burying the full length of his finger brought his other fingers
squeezing her pussy lips together and the heel of his hand pressing and
rotating her clit into a tumult of emotions.
"Please, please..."
Thrown into the depths of arousal this intense was someplace Ali had
never been. She spread her legs further and tried unsuccessfully to
bump her hips against his hand. Desire to grab his hand and thrust it
harder and faster against her pussy was utmost in her mind but wasn't
sure she could put a voice to the wishes.
"More, Jack please give me more."
Her passion filled thoughts believed that would do it but Jack was not
about to let her hide even from her own physical yearnings.
"Tsk tsk Kitten. You can do better than that. Tell me exactly what
you want."
Shoot, there was no going around the garden path on this one, she had
immediate needs for him to see to. Then it came to her, she could
voice her wishes to this man with or without a blindfold, without
embarrassment or discomfort. The epiphany freed her lascivious
appetites from a cage she had not known was held within her, apparently
Jack had had the keys.
Watch out Jack a sexy kitten goddess was now on the loose.
Paying more attention to where her hands were she manoeuvred them so
one held his solid length within its tenuous grasp. It was thick, very
thick and where her fingertips rested atop his balls his cock went
beyond her wrist so couldn't judge its length. Squeezing her captive
Ali set out to give Jack what he was looking for, a sensual partner.
"Please Jack, fuck me harder with your fingers. If I can't have your
cock shafting my pussy then use your fingers and make me come."
"That is the sexy goddess I knew was hiding inside you. Is this good
for you sweet cheeks?"
He spread her legs further by using his and added another finger and
slowly moved them in and out before his thumb took a swipe at her
excited nub.
Ali enjoyed the sounds her moist pussy made as he moved slowly in and
out. It seemed with each inward thrust his fingers made that he
brought fire as well. She felt on fire and no matter how much passion
juice she made the fire could not be doused.
"Do you hear how wet you are Kitten? I so love hearing that sound and
your soft grunts each time you try to move your hips to meet my
fingers. You can't though can you? No, you are captive so you must
feel and hear how I love your body, the life and passion thrumming
within your inner workings."
"I am, I am..."
"Yes sweet cheeks you certainly are. Now I took care of finger vs
fingers now let's see about the harder part of your request."
She felt the hand he had been playing with her breast move across her
chest and grasp hold of the other. He leaned them both back so her
head lolled across his hard chest, her hands lost their rigid captive
and she was moved more full on his thighs.
Groaning with her displeasure at the removal of his fingers from her
depths was quickly changed once he took a dew-moistened digit and toyed
with her clit again. The two fingers moved back into her depths at an
easy pace but they dragged on their way out.
After a dozen or so easy thrusts and drags the fingers picked up in
speed. She bent her legs as far as they could bend to get more.
"Is this "harder" enough for you Kitten?" He groaned as he breathed
deeply against her neck.
Fingers were thrust hard and fast, over and over again. Her body was
at his mercy and her passionate pleads were fulfilled by him. In a
short span of time he had reduced her to a writhing screaming mass as
her climax burst through her body.
"Ah, that is music to my ears. My sexy Kitten screaming with her
pleasures culmination."
Ali was a damp heap lewdly draped across his lap. Her muscles couldn't
move if they had the thought to try. His fingers were still slowly
moving in and only slightly out, dancing around her walls as they
played.
"You are a passionate woman Ali."
The fingers left her and she felt him raising his hand higher. Then
the sound of sucking brought a gasp forth.
"You taste incredible, sweet, reminds me of hot summer days. You are
addictive."
As best she could she twisted sideways and tilted her head back.
"Kiss me Jack."
Legs brought together he moved them over his lap and held her close as
he gently kissed her. Placing his hands under her knees and around her
back he stood up with her and moved them to stand beside the bed.
She felt the blouse being tugged from her hands and they were released.
The first thing she did was reach up with her hands to sensually
stroke is bare chest before moving them up to his clasp neck and bring
his lips down to meet hers. Ali kissed him lightly, "That was amazing.
I have never - "
"Shhh," he placed a finger lightly over her lips. "We are far from
being finished."
He untied the blindfold, twisted and dropped it on the bedside table
and stood still, quietly watching her come to terms with what had just
happened. When he had covered her eyes Jack had freed her inhibitions
and worries of her physical imperfections. Now with the covering off
she acknowledge he had not only released her from a darkness of her own
creations but that it had also allowed her to open her imagination
about many other areas of her life as well.
Knowing how he looked before and seeing him now brought a wicked smile
to her lips. Jack looked to be in pain. His body stance was tense and
aggressive; legs spread wide and hands resting on his hips. All it did
was draw direct attention to the fact he still wore trousers whilst she
was naked and she was nothing if not for equality amongst the sexes.
"Ice Man, are you ready to take those pants off now? Or do I need to
cover your eyes to coax them off you?"
Jack's easy laughter made her smile. "Ice Man? I assure you I am not
made of something so cold as ice, although I am hard."
As she reached to unfasten his button and zipper she looked up and
admitted, "No, you most definitely are not ice although it must flow
freely through your veins to have such patience with me. However, your
eye colour, well it is what came to mind when I came face to face with
you earlier at the party."
With his slacks loosened Ali moved close enough to just barely touch
his chest with her breasts. It was enough to bring his hands from his
hips to her shoulders where he buried his fingers in her hair and
brought her forward for a light kiss. Hands on his hips she moved them
underneath the waistband and looked up into his light blue eyes.
"Ask me what I see Jack."
Groaning he murmured, "What do you see Ali?"
Rubbing her thumbs over the soft skin below his hipbones she dragged
her eyes away from his to take in all his glory.
"I see a brawny lad before me. He has a broad powerful chest with pecs
tipped by small taut nipples that I believe are begging to be nibbled.
He has muscled abs without being overly defined. Chest and abdomen are
both decorated with a soft diamond pattern of black hair that
eventually narrows and moves straight down to..."
Not wanting her lameness to play any part of this new discovery and her
seduction, Ali borrowed the strength of his legs to steady her as she
used her hands to trace his legs, bringing his pants and tight black
underpants with her.
Resting on her heels, breathless she couldn't take her eyes away from
the solid thick steel rod that was disguised as his prick.
"Tell me what you see Ali."
At tone of his words she looked up, beyond the large appendage before
her, up into his eyes and saw pride, but also visible was a certain air
of disquiet about him as well. Trust, honesty and humour had treated
them well so far so that is the route she will take for this as well.
"I see the magnificent tool of Super Studmuffin."
Working to compose herself Ali, with her hands around his ankles,
lifted each foot up to remove his clothes. Trailing her fingers up the
inside of his legs she took a single finger and teased the balls the
hung between his legs.
Looking back up at him she dropped her eyes to take him all in and
continued.
"I see a cock that is thick and long with a beautiful set of jewels
hidden beneath. And, I think your prick quite likes me because he
follows me from side to side and nods its head in agreement when I
mention all his good qualities."
A pearl drop of pre-cum made its way out and was precariously perched
on the crown of his shaft, ready to drop and be wasted on the floor.
Not taking her eyes from the sight before her, she carried on with her
praise.
"Ahhh, now I see he is tempting me to taste him, you trying to tempt
down a path of wickedness Super Stud?"
"Ali - don't!"
Feeling his hands clasping her head firmly to hold her back she moved
her tongue out to swipe the droplet and brought it into her mouth. And
then looked back up at him.
"All male with a slight salty taste and, wait I need another taste..."
She swiped another drop and circled the knob. "There it is the missing
piece - your come is iced."
Jack laughed as she meant for him to. Meanwhile she was not done
tasting him. Firmly holding the base of his rod she opened her mouth
wide, stretched it further than she thought she was capable of and
suckled the head. She danced her tongue around all she could reach and
then she heard an all male moan escape from him.
With his knob still in her mouth she looked up at him in question. Was
she hurting him? Was she doing something wrong?
"Shit! Ali you are so fucking sexy. Suck me Kitten, you are perfect.
I love seeing you between my legs with my dick in your mouth. You are
blowing my mind."
"No Stud, I am blowing your cock." She offered with a cheeky grin
before going back down his satin covered length. Breathing deeply
through her nose and took more of him into her mouth. On the down side
she would never be able to take all of him, but she was no longer
intimated by his length or width and would enjoy every inch.
After a few moments of thoroughly enjoying having his rod in her mouth
Ali felt him pulling her off its length. She looked up in confusion
and after he helped her stand steady on her feet she was aware of Jack
reaching a hand around and cupping an ass cheek while the other stayed
holding her head while he kissed her senseless.
"Bed Kitten, I need you on the bed so I can get inside your magical
pussy, as far inside as I can go, and love you."
"Oh Jack, I am all yours. Do with me what you will."
The bed looked to have been made for a king. It was massive,
four-poster and heavy curtains currently massed around each corner.
The mattress height was high but seemed to be a perfect for Jack as he
lifted and set her bottom down on the soft satin bed covering. She saw
a vast quantity of pillows resting against the back when she turned to
make her way towards the centre of the bed.
Once she was settled she looked to Jack and found him watching her
while he slowly stroked his length. "I'll take care of you Ali, I will
not hurt you."
"Jack, the only way you will hurt me is if right now you walk away.
You planning to leave me lying here hungry for you?"
"No, not a chance of that happening."
"Then get yourself up here Stud." She said as she patted the bed
beside her.
Reaching into the bedside table drawer he pulled something out and
tossed a small bottle of the K.Y. warming lubricant onto the bed before
he climbed up and made room for himself between her legs.
Raising her undamaged limb to his mouth he dropped a kiss on her instep
up to her big toe. He set is down gently and picked up the other to do
the same thing. "How are your legs? Have I hurt them in any way?"
"No, they don't hurt at all. My muscles and tissues are fine it is the
bone that is breaking down. Soon I'll have to go in and have titanium
sisters strapped to the existing bones to give them stability."
Normally Ali would not bother to answer questions about her condition,
but Jack was special. He asked in a straight forward manner and, well,
she felt connected to him. Not just because they were now intimate but
also because of their history together. He had been there beside her
before the murder of her family and had watched over her afterwards.
Jack Ivanovich was a real man. She remembered one of her mother's
chats to her as a young lady approaching puberty and her first crush on
one of her guards. Real men are few and far between, if you find one
who appreciates you for you then my advice is to hold tight and never
let go.
Neither Alison Brady nor Ali was stupid, she planned on firmly holding
onto her Studmuffin. It was decided, fear of what may or may not
happen was no longer going to rule her life.
She opened her arms wide and smiled brightly. "Come to me Stud, come
make love with me."
"My pleasure Kitten. It will be entirely my pleasure to make love with
you." He reached over flipped open the lubricant. Holding it high
above her groin he caught her eyes and winked. "On your steaming hot
pussy, this may feel a little cold," and squeezed the bottle, drizzling
the clear liquid over her mound and upper thighs.
He smiled when she shrieked and lifted her hips off the bed. Putting
his splayed legs beneath hers held Ali's body at an angle that
presented her perfectly for him to manipulate the liquid thorough into
her slit.
"Ooo! You fibbed that was freezing."
Working the liquid in with his thumb around her clit and lips he
smiled. Jack watched his fingers as they liberally spread the liquid
on the surface and inside her pussy finding it an incredible sight to
behold. He picked the bottle up again and held her lips open and
squeezed another dose directly inside her pussy and worked it around
with his fingers.
Next he held his rock hard cock in his hand and rained a large measure
of the lubricant over the surface. After he fixed the lid and put the
bottle to the side he caught her eyes and watched her watching him rub
the moisture along his length and because he very much enjoyed her
looking at him and his cock he lifted the length and rubbed some into
his balls.
"Are you with me sexy goddess?"
"Yes, most definitely yes. Come up here and place that wicked weapon
you possess between your legs inside my scorching pussy. There is a
fire inside with your name written all over it."
Jack inched forward and placed the knob within her entrance. Slowly he
nudged more of his length inside, breaking into a sweat with worry of
hurting Ali.
"You are so tight," he pulled a bit of his length out and sunk back in
a little further and kept repeating this action. In a little, out the
same and back in plus more.
She groaned and thrashed with the impaling. Bending her legs and
butterflying them out to try and ease the way further.
"Uuu...Jack...fill me up." She put her hand down over her lower belly,
"I can feel you threading your way through my deepest depths and
further. The heat is intense, so hot."
"That is it Kitten, take a little more, just a few more inches."
He kept gently fucking his massive tool in and out of her clinging slit
until he was fully seated to the balls. Jack reached down and, with
his arms beneath her back, pulled up so she sat on his lap and her arms
were wrapped around his neck, and he passionately kissed her.
"Am I hurting you? You are fucking incredible, I am fully seated
inside you. Ali? Shit, answer me!"
"Studmuffin? Are you asking me questions so I have to think instead of
making love with me? Because I would hate to waste one infinitesimal
amount of time on worry when you are inside my pussy stroking up the
fire. You complete me Jack, now finish me."
"Okay sweet cheeks, okay, no more questions just loving."
True to his words Jack gently laid her back down and draped her legs at
the knees over his elbows. He watched where they were joined as he
slowly pulled his length out of her slit until the crown remained
inside and then slowly replaced it in her depths. Keeping it slow so
her muscles were eased into the action and not strained.
"Easy Kitten, we need to take this nice and slow." He offered without
taking his eyes away from the fascinating sight before him.
When he was sunk deep in her pussy Ali took revenge and contracted her
muscles, tightly squeezing his cock.
"Shit! Sweet cheeks, I don't want to hurt you."
Ali released the muscles and promptly tightened them back up.
"Listen to me Stud. You will not hurt me. I am not asking you to play
jackhammer in my pussy with your tool but I swear I'll hurt you if you
don't pick up the speed and fuck me."
Jack smiled and while holding her gaze moved an arm and used his thumb
to fully uncover her clit and pinched it between his thumb and first
finger. He watched as her eyes glazed over.
With her muscles now relaxed he withdrew about half way and then went
returned with more force than before. His eyes were drawn to her
breasts which shook with each returned thrust.
"Hold you breasts for me Kitten. That's it, squeeze them so your
nipples pop through your fingers. Hold tight." Jack pulled out slowly
and returned with strength and with more and more of his length coming
into play.
"I can feel so much of you, every ridge, every inch. Oh Jack..."
He let her legs go and they wrapped around his waist as he leaned down,
removed a hand holding a breast. He sucked the nipple and trapped it
against the roof of his mouth, tormenting it with his tongue. Jack
moved to her other breast and removed that hand. He gnawed on the
excited nipple while his fingers firmly pinched the other.
Repeatedly fucking into her sodden depths all the while enjoying her
grunts with each mighty thrust and moans of despair with each retreat.
He loved the sounds of their sweat-dampened body's slapping against
each and those produced by her molten slit when it received his rock
hard pole.
He leaned up on an elbow with a nipple firmly in his mouth and, looking
her in the eyes whispered, "Come for me Kitten."
Ali instantly complied with his demand. She could do nothing else with
the repetitive powerful thrusting her slit was taking. The rhythmic
pulsing of her pussy walls squeezed him tightly, gripped and released
only to grip again so he couldn't leave her depths. But it was the
screaming that brought him back to his knees.
"Oh shit Kitten. That is exquisite...you must always grunt and scream
for me, come on my cock, beg for my loving...it just does it for me."
On his knees he fucked in and out of her pussy with leverage behind
him. Back and forth. Her slit had relaxed some after the climax and
eased his way some. With less worry for hurting her brought out more
speed and depth to his thrusts.
"Oh Kitten, you should see what I see, you are a sex goddess."
Ali brought her hands back down to her breasts and held them so that
with each of his thrusts the nipples brushed against her thumbs,
staying hard and bringing moans bursting from her lips. She rubbed her
legs up and around his body and he fucked her, loving his skin as much
as his deep male grunts.
It was all too much for him. Jack roared "Ali...Ali...I...uuh..."
Keeping his cock still buried in her slit, he collapsed on her and
rolled to the side, hooking her leg over his hip. He looked into her
eyes as he smoothed hair from her cheek, "I think you should know that
I want more."
With a sleepy well-loved look gracing her face she acknowledged his
request. "Yes sweetie, just give me a few minutes to recover." Slowly
she blinked as she realised he was still hard inside her and gently
rocking in and out. "Does he ever get enough?"
"Of you? No. Never."
Ali grinned in return. "Okay, good. Give me a few minutes to catch my
breath and I'll be ready."
Tilly Greene, author of scorching romances
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