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Elena's POV
“I’m not the one who’s going to have to be quiet.” He presses me flat on the table and covers my mouth with a big hand. The pressure against my lips makes me moan as much as him forcing his cock the rest of the way into me. He felt impossibly big in the truck with the addition of the plug, but somehow it’s even more intense in this position. “You can tell yourself that you don’t want this, that it doesn’t count, but we both know the truth.” He leans down and his lips brush my ear. “You’ve been looking for an excuse to climb on my cock since the day we met.”
I make a sound that might be protest, but it doesn’t matter because he’s fucking me in long strokes. He barely pauses to guide my hands to my thighs, forcing me to hold them wide and even closer to my chest. I try to keep the waves of pleasure at bay. I really do. I pull his palm off my mouth enough to say, “Hurry. We have to be quick.” Then I go back to holding myself open for him.
Jason clamps his hand around my jaw and his expression goes hard. “You’ve been denying me this pussy, Elena, but it’s mine now. I’ll fuck you as fast or slow as I want. Do you hear me?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“You clamp around my cock every time I remind your pussy who it belongs to.” He keeps thrusting, keeps
imprinting the feel of him into my very soul. “You like it when I get possessive.”
I want to deny it. This feels like a different kind of dangerous. But I can’t deny the truth. “I like feeling owned by you.”
Jason’s expression changes, something flickering in those dark eyes that I can’t put a name to. “I should finish inside you, should send you back to Lucas all filled up with my come.” he giggled.
“Do it,” I challenge.
“No.” He pulls out of me and hits his knees in front of the table. He wraps his fist around the crotch of my panties and drags them down my legs. “I’m keeping these.”
“Wait—”
“No shields.” He looks up at me. “You might be a little slut for wanting my mouth on you, but you’re my good girl. And my good girl asks for what she wants.”
Pleasure thrills through me. “Make me come, Daddy.”
He doesn’t immediately close the distance between us. “You’re going to orgasm all over my face, and then I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth until you swallow me down.” It’s not quite a question, but I’m already nodding. “Yes.
Please, yes. That’s what I want.”
And then his mouth is on me again. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of how much Jason loves eating my pussy. He fucking savors it, like I’m a fine wine and he’s determined to pick up all the notes like I’m his favorite treat. For once, he’s not teasing me. He’s going after me like my pleasure is his to command, like my next orgasm is the only thing he wants. I come so hard I lose my balance and smack back onto the table. He lifts his head in surprise, but I dig my fingers into his hair and tow him back down. “Just a little more. Please, Daddy.”
Jason chuckles against my heated flesh. “Greedy girl.”
“Yes.”
Even though it wasn’t what he promised, he works me up again, slower this time, until I’m quivering and whimpering, and begging him to finish me off. He pushes a single finger into me and strokes my G-spot. “I’m going to fuck your piss hard tonight .”
I’m so out of my mind, my earlier apprehension feels like a thousand miles away. “Do it. I don’t care. Do it now. Just let me come.”
He sucks hard on my clit and then he gives me what I need, my orgasm so intense I forget to breathe for several long moments, only managing a harsh inhale at last moment. “Holy shit.”
He pulls me up and gathers me to him, holding me close as I ease back into my body. “Holy shit,” I repeat. “Do you think you can die from sex being too good? Because I think I might be dying.”
His rough laugh makes me shiver. He shifts back enough to gently clasp my chin and lift my face to his. He kisses me, the barest brushing of his mouth to mine. “You say that now, but in about thirty seconds, you’ll be begging for more.”
“I don’t know.” I cling to him, his steadiness soothing something inside me. “It’s never been like this before. It’s never even been close.”
He releases my chin and tucks my head in against his shoulder. “It’s never been like this for me, either.”
Alarms try to blare through my head, a warning that we’re both in deep and sinking fast, but I can’t make myself care. Maybe we were always in too deep and this weekend is only showcasing exactly how fucked we are. “Fuck…”
This time he doesn’t interrupt me, doesn’t distract me. He just waits. If I was stronger, I’d tell him about the complicated feelings in my chest, the ones that signal that
this is anything but a simple revenge fuck. I’m not strong though. I’m a coward.
I nudge him back a step and slide down to my knees in front of him. Something akin to disappointment flickers over his face before he runs his fingers through my hair and shifts it to wrap around his left fist. He wraps his other hand around his cock and taps it to my bottom lip. “Open.”
This isn’t like in the truck earlier. He let me suck his dick then. Now he’s fully intending on fucking my mouth.
“One day, I want to see your lips painted a pretty pink and wrapped around my cock.” He thrusts slowly, letting me adjust as much as I’m able to. “This, though? This is fucking perfection, baby girl.” He hesitates. “It gets to be too much, you slap my thigh. Do you understand?”
He allows me to withdraw enough to answer. “Yes, Daddy.” I should leave it at that, but I can’t. “It won’t be too much.”
His dark laugh is the only warning I get before he starts moving again. Where before, he was easing me in, because he’s so damn careful with me, now he’s using me to get himself off. Using my mouth.
He’s too big, too long, just too fucking much. He’s barely halfway in when he’s triggering my gag reflex. “Use your hand.” He barely slows down to allow me to obey, gagging me just the tiniest bit with every stroke, his expression downright ferocious as if daring me to protest. I fist my hand around his cock.
I almost panic. I can’t breathe with him filling me, can’t control anything, can’t stop him from going too far…
And just like that, a switch flips in my brain and I stop fighting him. I relax entirely into what he’s doing, letting him in deeper, letting him control everything. It allows him another precious inch or two, but he looks like I just gave
him a priceless gift. “That’s right, baby girl. Trust me. Take me deep.”
I move my fist as a counterpoint to the way he fucks my mouth, driven on by his low curses and moans. He looks pained as he stares down at me. “Jesus Christ, Elena. Sweet fuck, suck me harder. I’m close.”
I obey. I’m helpless to do anything but exactly what he wants me to. When he comes, I swallow him down, sucking his cock even as his grip loosens and it’s more like he’s hanging on for support than trying to hold me in place. He finally drags me off his cock with a curse and watches me with an almost strained expression as I lick my lips.
“You might not be the only one who dies from fucking.” He pulls me to my feet and kisses me hard. We taste like each other, like the dirtiest kind of fucking, like the promise of more. He finally releases me and tucks his cock back in his pants, but the way his gaze skates over me says he’s considering another plan of attack. “Seeing you in that tiny skirt and knowing I can slip my hand under it whenever I want is addicting, Elena.” He does exactly as he says, palming me under my skirt. “I can’t get enough,” he murmurs, almost as if he’s talking to himself. He wedges two fingers into me and then goes still as if savoring the way I feel. “You make me feel like I’m eighteen and just want to fuck and fuck and fuck.”
“I love you.” He said and kissed me.
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