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I don’t hesitate one second, I bend down, working my core muscles to not crash on him, and wrap my lips around his length. He gathers my hair in a ponytail and wraps it tightly around his fist. When he pulls, I go up, and when he pushes on the back of my head, I go down. No questions asked, no fighting, no rebellion. I’m just dying to please him.
He fucks my mouth relentlessly, the exact opposite of how he fucked my pussy. He pushes me down and chokes me with his dick, he pulls me up violently, he makes me beg to let me suck him. I drip saliva on him, I gag hard enough to make my whole body tighten. And still, he doesn’t come.
He pulls at my hair one last time until he’s completely out of my mouth and lets go of me. I sit back on my heels, and he grabs my hips positioning my entrance right above his dick.
“You’re going to fuck yourself on my dick, Angel. And you’re not gonna stop until we’re both coming.”
I nod, twist slightly to find more comfort in my bent wrist and start lowering on his dick. He holds his shaft until I’m low enough that his fist meets my pussy. He lets go and I sink deeper.
“Oh God,” I moan as I sit completely on him and have him buried deep down.
“Get to work,” he growls. Both hands now on my hips, he squeezes until I start moving.
I start slow, until the pleasure builds up so tightly that I force my burning thighs to move harder. When it gets too much, I stay down and roll my hips. I feel him tighten and he suddenly stops me from moving all together, keeping me tight against him as his hips move up to meet me harshly.
He accelerates, until I watch his head fall back in a loud groan. I come as he releases in me, his hips frozen mid-air, and both our bodies trembling.
He finally relaxes and falls back on the bed. I fall forward, my head hitting right in the crook of his neck and his arms wrap around my back, holding my cuffed hands.
“I really fucking hate you,” he whispers.
It should hurt but it doesn’t.
“Me too,” I reply weakly. I am spent.
“Almost as much as I love you.”
“Me too,” I conclude. My voice is barely a sigh. I can feel my heavy eyes struggling to open again.
I feel him uncuff me and I feel myself slipping onto the mattress as he moves away.
Stay awake, Jamie. You can’t let your guard down now. You should check on Nathan. Make sure he isn’t dead. You should go home. Don’t stay around Jake now. He’s lethal when he’s like this and you…should…
My sleep is deep. It always is when I’m sleeping next to Jake, and especially after the orgasms we gave each other. The memory goes on repeat in my profound dreams. Then, slowly, the memory comes back alive, and my sleep lightens. My wrists still hurt, and it keeps the need for him awake.
My insides are still twisted with desire, and I feel myself clench. I’m vaguely aware I’m having a wet dream about the very man sleeping next to me and yet I just let it happen. My thighs tighten and I sigh in pleasure. Jake is asleep, I know that. I can just slide my hand-
I can’t.
Reality mixes with the realm of my lustful dream when the pain in my wrists becomes too genuine and I can’t move my arms.
What the hell is happening?
A little more awake but with sleep still prominent in my brain, I try to move my hands again.
Nope, definitely impossible.
That’s when I feel it. The presence between my legs.
I slowly understand that my arms are stuck above my head and my legs are spread. Something is pressing against my clit, and I moan at the sudden pleasure that overwhelms me.
“Wake up, Angel. You’re about to get fucked.”
Jake’s voice wakes me up fully and I open my eyes.
“Jake,” I moan in a groggy voice.
I look above me. My wrists are back in the cuffs and locked to the headboard. Jake presses the heel of his palm against my clit again and I let the ecstasy seep through my veins.
