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“Please.” Her bottom lip puffs out. I close my eyes and drop my head back. She’s fucking begging for it.
“I can’t tell you no,” I finally say. That’s all she needs. I could almost come watching how greedy she is at undoing my pants to get my cock out, then when she slides off my lap to drop between my thighs. Her delicate hand wraps around my cock.
"I've never done this before," she admits, as if I need to be reminded that I’ll be the only man she ever has her mouth on.
"Promise you, princess, you can do anything, and I'll enjoy the fuck out of it."
"Really?" As she starts to slowly stroke me, she gives me a tentative smile. I grit my teeth but only grunt a response. This seems to spur her on.
Paisley leans forward, her tongue swiping across the head of my cock, licking up the small bead of cum that has formed there. Her eyes lock with mine. I’m not gonna survive this. It’s torture of the best kind.
“Take me in your mouth, princess.” I watch as she does exactly that, her lips wrapping around the head of my cock. She’s eager, taking more of me each time. I can tell by her flushed cheeks that she’s turned on. I bet if I reached between her legs she’d be soaked.
I continue to watch her, the feeling almost too much pleasure for me to remain sane. I want to reach down and grab her hair in my hand to take some of the control, but I don't. I want her to give this to me. “You suck a good cock. You like that. You like driving me insane.” Her mouth tightens more on me with each dirty word I utter. “Teasing all my control.”
There is no way in hell that I’m coming in her mouth today. I want to mark her as mine. But not before I make her come. So I give in to the urge to tangle my fingers in her hair. I pull her head up, and her eyes have closed to concentrate on giving me pleasure.
“Look at me.” I tug on her hair. Her eyes meet mine. “I want you to take off your bottoms, need you bare.” She hesitates for a second, making me tighten my grip on her hair. “Now, princess.” I release my hold on her. She does as I ask, somehow shimmying out of them while keeping her mouth on me. “Reach down with your hand and rub that sweet cunt. I know it’s wet for me.” She moans around my cock as she rubs herself. “Gimme a taste.” Her slick fingers reach up, and I lean forward, taking them in my mouth. A groan leaves me as her taste hits my tongue.
I suck every last drop of her sweetness from her fingers, eventually letting them fall from my mouth. That does me in. It’s too much. Before I know it, I have her lifted in my arms and am seating her on the couch, myself now the one on my knees with my face inches from her dripping wet cunt.
“Hey! I was busy making you feel good,” she tries to protest, but before she can say anything further, I latch my mouth on to her, sucking and licking her until she’s screaming my name in pleasure. Exactly how it should be.
Once she’s satisfied, I stand, my cock begging for a taste of his own, but today is not that day. I don’t want there to be any lies between us the first time I fully take her.
“Jackson.” Her sultry voice breaks me from my thoughts. She sits up a bit. Fuck, she’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.
“Lift your shirt, princess. Show me those beautiful tits.” She does exactly as she’s instructed. Her pert pink nipples beg to have my mouth on them. “Spread your legs.” I reach down and stroke my cock at the sight of her.
The need to mark her skin is driving me hard. It’s barbaric, but I have to have this. It’s not long before I’m coming, my release coating her cunt. Before I can say a word, she reaches down, coating her fingers with my release, and brings them to her mouth.
She is truly trying to kill me or drive me insane. I lean down and take her mouth. This kiss is different from all the others. It’s a bit rough and raw, letting her know she’s mine now.
“Put your panties back on.” I break the kiss, knowing if I don’t stop now, there will be no turning back.
“I want more.” I close my eyes for a second to get myself under control. I hate denying her, but I know it’s the right thing to do. Something I haven’t always done when it comes to my princess.
22
PAISLEY
“Let me see that thing.” June snaps the black American Express card out of my hand. “It’s black!”
“Aren’t they all black?” At my response, she bursts into laughter.
"No, Richie Rich, they're not." June tries to bend the card, but it’s metal. “I still can’t believe you're some filthy rich heiress.” I’d spent lunch telling June who I truly was. I didn’t want to continue lying to her. She hadn't been too shocked.
“I am not,” I hiss, glancing around to make sure no one can hear us. Not only am I still secretly hiding, but I also don't want anyone to treat me differently. In Cottonwood, the last name Woods means nothing, and I want it to stay that way. “It’s not even my card.” I hold my hand out for her to give it back to me.
“Still, you think all American Express cards should be black. That’s only for the rich.”
“It’s your brother’s card,” I point out. When he dropped me off for one of my afternoon lunches with June, he thrust it upon me. He told me he wanted me to pick up some more things for the house.
"And he wants you to buy items to decorate the house. The same house he would barely let Mom touch.” June has a wickedly happy smirk as she says all of this. I don’t get a chance to respond. Not that I have much of one, because what she is saying is all true. I'm sure Abigail would be as tickled about this as June is.
I tried to push back, thinking he should be there to help me pick it out. It was his home and his card, but it was an exercise in futility. Once Jackson gets an idea into his head, there is no stopping him. The man can be stubborn. It can be annoyingly charming.
“Do you girls want anything?” Rose inquires while giving Tigger a scratch under his chin. He sits beside me in the booth. He enjoys getting out of the house. I have a harness and leash for him, but he doesn’t need it.
