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“Good girl.”
He slid them further under me, and searched for my clit, and found it. As he played with it, I arched, moaning quietly.
I was so turned on I’d have let him do anything to gain an orgasm. Spank me, tie me up. Anything. My body centered on what he was doing and the heat emanating from my newly hurt butt.
“Tsk. So wet. You’re dripping all the way down here, girl.”
Fuck.
Girl...again. I’d ignore that. He toggled my clit, slowly, squeezing it then teasing me by leaving it alone and venturing to my entrance, and dawdling there. My pussy walls clenched.
“Go in! Please?” I begged.
“Can’t. You know that. Not now. I’ve already done too much. Though I’d love to fuck you.”
Oh. Was finger-fucking sex? I didn’t care as he’d fastened those fingers over my nub and was working at it properly now. Close, so close. I arched even more, grasping at the floor, shaking, my mind closing in, and then...and then, blown away. The climax ripped through me. I screamed once, panted convulsively.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “Come for me, Jazmine.” His massaging kept on, around and around, wringing more from me.
“Oh fuck. No,” I choked out.
“Yes.” For just a second, his thumb slipped inside me, fucking me slowly.
No. No.
Another rippling orgasm shook me. Every strangled gasp hurt my neck and hair. His fist was still entangled.
At last he released my head and he turned me over in his lap, bringing my legs onto the bed, and cuddling me to his chest.
“There. Shh.”
His pats seemed so at odds with what he’d just done but I needed them and I snuggled in, tired, with my lips on his chest. Sweaty, salty man. Mmm.
“See,” he whispered, his face in my hair, inhaling. “I’m not all bad. Once upon a time I was a good man.”
I answered automatically, barely able to think through what he meant. “Mm-hmm. You’re not so bad. I think I like you even.”
His quiet laugh made me smile and take another long breath. Funny how he made me feel safe.
Chapter 13
I dragged Jazmine over onto the bed to spoon with me. I left my pants on. If both of us got naked, right then, I’d think I’d have had an accident of lustful proportions and shoved inside her without thinking. I was happy just feeling her ass with my cock, through the cloth, if that was all I could get without endangering her.
After a while, I felt her slip into sleep. Her breathing slowed and she relaxed against me. We could shower tomorrow. Besides, I loved the scent of a woman who I’d just made to come. Being able to nestle into her, to lean over and watch her breasts rise and fall, to just be there beside her, was enough to make my chest ache, and it wasn’t an oncoming heart attack. Touching, skin on skin, was an underestimated luxury.
We seemed to match, perfectly, in a way only the truly kinky could understand. I lay there, breathing in time with this warm, beautiful creature, wishing what was happening to her was some nightmare instead of real. It had been years since I’d had someone in my arms I connected with this well.
Hard to believe how this had fallen out. From my initial insane urge to help a gorgeous, sad woman I’d come across in Australia, to this. I guess, even back then, I’d fallen in lust with her, as well as a little in love with her bravery. She never gave up, despite all that happened. Not many could weather this sort of darkness and stay sane.
With her in my arms, hope arose. We had to make it out of here.
Her movements, as she turned over, woke me, though I’d only lightly touched sleep. Here, sleep was always shallow, like being in combat only worse. I had no one to trade watches with.
It was morning. Six AM, maybe. The sun was peeking in enough to see colors, like her pretty green eyes looking back at me.
“Hey, beautiful.” Those eyes compelled me to kiss her nose. Then she smiled a full smile that made me sad inside. “I won’t bite. Or not yet.”
I had my arm draped over her and I stroked her hair, felt her curled fingers stir against my chest.
