Page 30 of Played by Him

I ground down on his face, and his hands held me there, his mouth keeping me on that plateau until it became too much, and I began to beg him to stop. I tried to move away, but now he was in control. A single word could get him to stop, but I hadn’t quite reached that point yet. Still, it was torture. Pure ecstasy, but torture nonetheless.

Then his mouth was gone, and he was flipping us over, stretching his long, hard body over mine. At some point, he’d dealt with his own clothing because it was bare skin against bare skin now. I hardly had enough time to process the sensations before he buried himself inside me.

I cried out as that thick, hard shaft split me in two. His mouth crashed down on mine, his tongue delving into my mouth, languidly exploring as he reached down and stroked my clit a few times, making my muscles spasm around his cock.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, his mouth moving down my jaw and throat as he spoke, “You feel so good.”

He pressed his face against the side of my neck and rocked against me, creating perfect friction that made my entire body shudder. He pulled my leg up straight, my calf resting on his chest, my ankle on his shoulder. The stretch and burn down the back of my thigh mingled with the building heat inside me. I waited for him to drive into me hard and fast, but he didn’t.

He pulled back until just the tip remained, then eased forward, his pace leisurely, but deep. He reached every inch of me, filled every part in ways that I’d only ever felt with him.

That fire low in my belly flared, then dimmed, smoldering before roaring to life, each change brought about by a new stroke or bite. His hands moved over my body, cupping my breasts, tugging on my nipples. It was gentle and rough. Hard and soft. A dichotomy of sensation.

“Come for me, pretty girl,” he murmured. His breath ghosted across my skin, and I shivered. “I want that tight pussy of yours to squeeze me, milk out every last drop of my cum.”

“I need more,” I whimpered. I was so close. I could feel my body ready to shatter, but I couldn’t quite get there.

“More what, baby?” He scraped his teeth on my collarbone, then bit my shoulder. “Tell me. What more do you want?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I don’t know. I just need…I need…please, J. I need…” I grabbed his arm, digging my nails into his flesh. “J.”

My leg dropped as he went up on his knees. He took me with him, forcing my torso up, my weight resting on my shoulders. His eyes locked with mine as he gripped my hips.

“Play with your clit, baby,” he said. “Because I’m going to fuck you until I come, and if you don’t come by then, you get to wait until I’m ready to go again.”

I wanted to ask him if he’d punish me, and I wanted to tell him that I could get myself off on my own. The look in his eyes told me neither would be appreciated. A little thrill went through me at the knowledge that I could affect him like that. I watched my hand slide up toward him, toward that place where our bodies came together.

My fingers moved through the thin layer of curls, gathering moisture. The first pass over my clit had me gasping. It was swollen, sensitive, throbbing…fuck…

“That’s it, baby,” he said. “Come on my cock.”

Now it was time for hard and fast.

Neither of us lasted long. Half a dozen strokes and I came with a scream. My body stiffened, and Jalen cursed. My fingers pressed tight against my clit, sending a nearly-painful rush of pleasure through me, and I came again before the first climax finished.

He pulled out suddenly, his fist moving over his swollen cock until he finished, his cum decorating my stomach. He collapsed half on top of me, pulling me close.

At some point, I’d need to clean my couch, I realized. But right now, I was content where I was.

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