Walk the Line (Kings of Chaos 5)
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“You are?” B asks. She swallows.
“Yes, we’ll leave you and your friend to have some alone time. Since he’s so keen on helping you clean up shop, we’re bailing before you put us to work too.” Jess winks and leads an uncertain looking Whitney out of the apartment. The minute the door clicks shut I spin her around, and pin her in with an arm on either side of her body.
“And then there were two.”
“The dishes.”
“Can wait.” I nip her chin. “I can’t.” I kiss my way down her neck, sucking and biting as I leave tiny bruises behind. I need everyone who sees her to know she’s been loved well. She lets her head fall back. I lick her collar bone and the hint of cleavage visible in her dress. “Lift your dress up and let me taste how sweet my woman is.”
She lifts the black skirt with trembling hands, revealing a silky pair of black bikini cut panties. I kiss her rounded belly and bite the top of her underwear. I pull them down her body slowly with my teeth as I kneel in front of her, ready to worship at her altar.
“Step out of them.”
She complies, and I run my hands up her shapely calves.
“Do you know how good you smell?” I bury my nose in her neatly trimmed thatch of hair and inhale.
She’s like jasmine musk. A flower ready to bloom and unfurl for me. I grip the backs of her thighs. I circle her entrance and trace my name on the bud coaxing out of hiding.
“Jagger.”
“That’s right. My name is the only thing I want to hear on your lips.” I lick a path up her slit and relish the taste of her on my tongue. “Hold on tight. I’m about to have my dessert.” She’s sticky, wet, and grinding, rolling her hips in rhythm with my tongue.
I lash the swelling bundle of nerves, and she floods my mouth. I tap her left leg, lift it and bring it over my shoulder. Leaned against the sink with a leg over my shoulder, she’s open wide. I plunge my tongue into her tight sheath. Her slick walls flex around me.
“Oh, Jagger.” She grips the back of my head and pushes it
forward as she rides my face. I hum my approval. And cup her lush ass. I lose myself in her, going as deep as I can. Her body tenses and she clenches around me. I continue to lap at her as she quakes and floods my mouth with her sweetness. I kiss her lips as I pull back and sit on my heels, continuing to support her limp frame.
“You okay?”
She runs her fingertips through my hair and nods.
“Have you ever tasted yourself, pretty one?”
“No.” she shakes her head from side to side.
“You’re missing out.” I stand and crook my finger. “Come here and give me that mouth.” Our lips meet, and I push my tongue inside, sharing her flavor. She whimpers and sucks on my tongue making me twitch in my pants. I want to slam into her and fuck her raw in the worst way. But I need to make sure she’s ready first. I kiss my way over to the spot just below her ear. “How long has it been?”
“Nearly a year,” she whispers. I lift her up onto the counter beside the sink, take her mouth and ease two fingers into her slick center. She arches her back, and I can’t take my eyes off her.
“So beautiful.” I pump inside her, circling her walls, stretching her as I scissor my fingers. She’s wild with her hair tumbling about her face, and her lids lowered. Her face is painted with passion, and her full lips are parted. The breathy noises and keening have me wet. My head is leaking precome, and it takes everything I have not to blow my load just from watching her find her pleasure. I crook my fingers and find the hard spot inside that makes her legs jerk and—
“Right there. Oh, yes.”
I latch onto her turgid nipple through her clothing. She clamps down on me, convulsing as she shudders, screaming my name. I pull my fingers free, suck them clean. I rip the black dress over her head and pop the bra with a practiced motion. I pull the straps down her arms and watch as her distended dime sized brown nipples are revealed. Her breasts are more than a handful. My mouth waters.
I reach into my back pocket for my wallet. I feel inept as I open it up and pull out a condom, and hold the foiled square in my mouth. I let the wallet dangle from its chain as I all but rip my jeans open and shove them around my ankles. I remove the condom, rip the corner with my teeth and remove the rubber. I ease it on to my length and return to rubbing her clit with my thumb her eyelids flutter open.
“Jagger, I can’t.”
“You can and you will, B. One more time around my cock. I need to feel you come on me, baby. Can you do that?” I grip my base as I nudge her entrance with my tip she peers down, watching as I slowly invade her body the way I plan to do her soul.
“You’re so big.”
“And you’re going to take it all like a good little girl, aren’t you?” I push further in and she groans. “You’re so tight, B.” I pull back and slip in. She flexes and I still before I slide the rest of the way home. Her eyes round. “You okay, B?”
“I’ve never felt so full before.”