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I pull her until she’s hovering over me, her pussy inches from my face. I tease her, the tip of my tongue lightly rubbing over her dripping lips. I grip her thighs, my fingers sinking into the pale flesh, pulling her down to my waiting mouth. My first lick is controlled, teasing. A light sweep of my tongue between her folds. But her taste is so addictive, I soon lose all control as my tongue sinks inside of her, over and over again. I suck on her clit, my tongue applying pressure, making her moan and grip the covers. She whimpers when I insert two fingers in her pussy, my mouth moving up, licking her puckered hole, gently working my tongue inside of it. “Oh, God,” she whimpers, her body wiggling in my grip.
“Close, but most just call me Easton.” She ignores me, lost to her own pleasure. She’s so close. Her breaths become erratic, her pussy grinding over my face, and as her legs begin to shake, I rip my fingers and mouth away. She whimpers, looking over her shoulder at me with a death glare. “I want to feel you squeezing my cock, your cum dripping all over it. You can come on my face later.”
I push her down, her ass up in the air, pussy wet and waiting for me. I use both of my hands to grip the flesh of her ass, squeezing. Wanting to mark her pale skin with my handprints. I thrust myself inside of her, warm wetness making me throw my head back and groan. I pull out to the tip, then thrust back in. Again and again. Her ass shakes with every thrust, a sloppy, wet noise filling the air as I lose myself inside her. Get off on her little noises and praises. I pull her up, so her back is plastered to my front. I grip her around the throat, turning her head over her shoulder as I pound into her hard from behind. Plucking her panties out of her mouth, I lick her lips, bottom to top, before thrusting my tongue between them, flicking it inside her mouth. Fuck, I’ve never wanted to shove my whole soul inside someone before, but the strong feeling I get when I’m around her and in her makes me want to permanently attach myself to her. I feel the pull between us so deep inside, it physically hurts when we disconnect.
When we’re done, I shove my shirt over her trembling body, wanting to see what she looks like in my clothes. The black shirt swallows her. She looks so fucking hot in my clothes I can’t control myself as I pull her onto my lap. Resting my back against the headboard, I slip myself back inside of her. My hands skim up her soft thighs, stopping at her hips as she rocks over me, her head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth slightly agape. She looks powerful, like a queen on a thrown as I give her full control. She rocks slowly, savoring the feel of herself stretching around my length, the way her clit rubs on me, heightening her orgasm as she falls, drenching my thighs and the sheets beneath me, Her forehead collapses to mine. I capture her lips in a slow kiss until she begins moving over me again.
When we crash, my body wrapped around hers, we fall asleep quickly as I battle her demons she calls nightmares.
They don’t enter her fucking kingdom with me around.
* * *
It is early when I wake up to sneak out. I kiss her, waking her up. I didn’t want her waking up alone and not knowing where I went. And why the hell did I worry about that? “Hey, baby, I’ve got to go home. Can’t have the parental figures catching us.”
She blinks up at me with a warm smile gracing her face. “Okay, East,” she whispers, kissing me again. East? Fuck.
“And, Jasmine?”
“Hmm?” Her voice sleepy bliss.
“Lock your fucking doors.”
I am thankful it is technically Sunday now and everyone is still asleep. Well, almost. I jump down and something—or someone—grabs me. I go into fight mode, but then I realize it’s Jackson. My body relaxes but my mind is freaking out.
“I knew it,” he hisses.
“Look, I—”
He cuts me off. “At least tell me you’re treating her right. That you’re not playing my little girl. Because I’ll fucking hurt you. Eliza’s son or not, that is my whole world up there.” He points to Jasmine's room.
I swallow. “Yes, sir. I’m treating her right.” Lie. Lie. Lie. I am going to wreck her.
“Good.” I turn to leave when his voice follows me. “Just use the front door, for Christ’s sake.” I smile as I walk home.
Our parents are cool—lethal, but cool.
* * *
Family celebrations are my favorite, but they felt different without the older ones here. I see Jasmine walk into the backyard with her family. Her mom has an arm thrown around her shoulder as they laugh together. Jasmine has on a blue-and-red floral sundress. It is tight at the top, giving me a gorgeous view of her breasts, flaring out around her hips. She’s paired it with red sandals and a white floppy sun hat. Looking so pure and innocent, I can’t wait to dirty her up with my sinister ways.
She makes eye contact with me, smiling. Her long black hair flowing around her. I smile back, crooking a finger at her. She floats over to me sitting at the opposite side of the small table as I shuffle cards.
“Oh. What are we playing?” She looks up to me. Seeing that I’m watching her already, she blushes.
So fucking perfect. So mine.
“Go fish.” I start shuffling the cards, passing them out.
“Tell me…” she begins, hiding behind her cards. “If I win, what do I get?”
I tilt my head to the side, studying her. “Whatever you want.” Even if she doesn’t win, I’d still give it to her. And that’s without even knowing what it is.
“Okay. I want to…” she trails off. “I’ll tell you after I win.”
I smirk, looking at my cards. “So cocky,” I tease her, and she giggles.
“I really want what I get if I win. I’m confident in winning this one.”
