Page 46 of Tempt Me

Already, my orgasm is building, hot and wild in my veins. I’ve never felt anything this intense and I need it, now. I writhe against his tongue. “Don’t stop,” I gasp. “Please, don’t stop.”

Jase answers with another lick, this time sliding his fingers out and dipping his tongue into my channel instead. Fuck! I can hear myself moaning, chanting his name over and over, but I don’t care. All I want is his tongue and those fingers and fuck, the exquisite pleasure of that rhythm sending me closer to the edge. Closer, closer...

Suddenly, I feel something slip between my cheeks. Jase’s finger, slick with my juices, roving up to circle and stroke at my puckered asshole.

I freeze in shock. Nobody’s ever touched me there before! I try to wriggle away, but Jase has me pinned down, still lapping at my clit in a rhythm that makes me weak.

Oh God, but he shouldn’t—

That naughty finger nudges me, deeper, and I can’t help but moan.

Fuck, that feels good.

“I told you, love.” Jase lifts his head, watching me with a smirk. “There’ll be nothing innocent about you by the time I’m through.”

He sucks on my clit and nudges deeper, and I swear I almost pass out. How does this feel so good? Dirty and forbidden and so fucking hot. But I can’t hold back, he’s pushing me over the edge, and now I give up fighting. I just submit to the pleasure, thrusting my pussy into his mouth as he laps and sucks and God, sinks his finger deeper and I can’t hold back. My orgasm rips through me, so hard I come screaming his name and begging for more, all at once.

Just like he promised.

Damn, I like a man who keeps his word.

When I come back down to earth, Jase is unlocking the handcuffs. He gently massages my wrists, and I realize I was yanking so hard, there are marks.

“It’s OK,” I tell him, still floating on cloud nine. “It doesn’t hurt.”

Jase leans in close, murmuring, “You will in the morning.”

I shiver with delight. I just had the most epic orgasm of my life, and we haven’t even had sex yet. How much better can one afternoon get?

Now, with my hands free, there’s nothing holding me back from touching him. I strip his T-shirt over his head, and my mouth waters to see the cut definition of his rock-hard abs, and that V leading down to his bulging jeans.

“You’re still wearing too many clothes,” I tell him, and he strips off his pants in an instant.

“Now who’s the obedient one?” I laugh.

Jase shoots me a look and just like that, I’m beneath him on the mattress, the hard weight of his body pressing me down. Mmmm. I arch up, loving the feel of him so solid against me—and the hot, thick ridge of his cock digging into my stomach.

I reach for him, closing my hand around his length, and even though I already know how massive he is, it still sends a sweet shudder of anticipation through me to feel every inch of that magnificent tool. Jase growls and nips at my neck, thrusting into my hand.

“You better be wet and ready for me, love,” he says, his voice ragged. “I’m going to fuck you just the way you want it: hard and deep until you scream the fucking roof down.”

I moan with impatience, wriggling against him. I just came so hard, but already I’m aching for him. Longing to be filled and stretched the way only he can do.

Jase reaches for the nightstand and grabs a condom from the drawer. He easily slides it on one-handed, then spreads my legs wide, my ankles up around his neck. I see the raw look in his eyes, and brace myself for a hard invasion, but instead he slowly slides into me, inch by inch, until I think I’m going to die from the sweet friction of his cock.

“That’s right, darlin’.” Jase withdraws, then slowly surges into me again, so good, my blood ignites. “This is what a real man feels like. This is the cock you’ve been waiting for your whole goddamn life.”

All I can do is moan for him. Words are beyond me now. Over and over, he thrusts into me, so thick and deep he’s touching me places I never knew existed.

“I bet your boy Max couldn’t fuck you like this.” Jase picks up the rhythm, fucking me into the mattress as my eyes roll back in my head. “Did he make you scream, sweetheart? Did he do all the filthy things you need to make you come?”

“No,” I whimper, “there’s no one like you.”

“You better believe it.”

Jase pulls out and flips me over onto my stomach. Before my brain can even catch up, he yanks my hips back so I’m positioned on all fours. He lands a stinging slap on my ass, and thrusts into me from behind in one hard, devastating thrust.

Oh my God!

I cry out, jolting forwards with the force of his stroke. Jase groans in satisfaction, and thrusts again, deeper this time, God, so deep I’m gasping. He’s stretching me to my limits, but fuck, it feels good. Pleasure and pain, the thrill of total domination. I can’t resist, can’t do anything but sound a muffled cry into the covers as he pistons deep and hard, over and over until I’m screaming.

“Yes! Yes!”

Jase fists my hair in his hand, riding me hard. My breasts jolt with every ruthless thrust, and he growls with pleasure, landing another sharp spank on my ass. “Fuck yeah, baby. This is how you want it!”

I moan. He’s right. This is fucking like I’ve never known: wild, dirty, animal passion. And God, I love every moment of it. Thrusting back against him, clenching around his cock with everything I have.

Jase curses my name, spanking me harder, and something about the sting of pain and the sweet, thick slide of his cock drives me over the edge. I shatter with a scream, pleasure crashing through me as I collapse face down into the covers. I can hear Jase’s roar as his body shudders into mine, but I couldn’t move a muscle to save my life. I’m wrecked. Boneless.

Owned.

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