Page 102 of Falling for the Boss's Son

His hand connected to her bare flesh, making a loud slapping sound. Cassie jerked at the unexpected assault to her ass.

Another two blows landed on her backside. The burning began to grow, but so did her arousal. She was getting wetter, something she would have never thought possible before being with Jesse.

He spanked her several more times until her ass felt warm and tingly, then dipped his fingers into her pussy. “Hm. You’re so wet for me, baby.”

She strained toward his fingers, needing more as he circled her clit. But instead of giving her more, he removed his hand.

Cassie must have made a sound because he landed another firm smack on her ass. “You’ll learn to be patient and accept what I give you.”

Stifling a groan, she buried her face in the comforter.

Something pressed against her entrance, but it didn’t feel like him. Not exactly. It felt…harder, more rigid.

Whatever it was, he pushed it inside her. The next thing she knew, the thing started buzzing. She wasn’t able to keep a moan from escaping.

Jesse hummed. “Such a pretty sight.”

He ran a hand over her ass before giving the base of the vibrator a couple taps. She was trying not to make a sound, then he found her clit and began rubbing it with firm pressure. Her internal muscles clenched against the invading object.

Cassie felt her orgasm coming seconds before it happened. Jesse pressed the base of the vibrator, keeping it inside her as she rode out her climax.

She came down from her high and slumped on the bed, her legs feeling heavy. The intense energy that had been coiling inside her had released, but the vibrator didn’t stop. It continued to hum, and within minutes, she felt the energy beginning to build once more.

Jesse ran his hand over her ass and up the length of her spine. “Did you enjoy your orgasm?”

He’d told her not to speak, so she nodded.

She heard more movement. Then the bed dipped as he kneeled behind her. He opened her legs wider and the hair on the back of his thighs brushed against her.

Cassie didn’t move. She waited to see what he’d do next.

He didn’t make her wait long. Running his hand along her spine, he came to where he had her wrists bound together and traced the material circling her wrists. “I like seeing you like this. Helpless and completely at my mercy, waiting to see how I’ll pleasure you.”

A shiver ran down her spine, but this time it wasn’t because she was nervous or afraid. No, this was from pure anticipation. She wanted to see what he’d do next. This wasn’t like what happened with her first boyfriend. She wanted this, wanted everything from Jesse.

His lips pressed against her back as he kissed and licked at her skin. By the time he stopped, her skin was tingling. She wanted him inside her. She wanted to feel him warm and hard filling her. The vibrator was nice, but it wasn’t him.

Jesse’s grip on her wrists tightened. And as if he could read her mind, he pulled out the vibrator and replaced it with something much better. Him.

She tried to push back against him, but she could barely move. He had her legs so far apart and her hands were useless. She didn’t have anything to push against.

His cock stretched her, and it felt so good, but she needed more. She needed him to move. To fuck her.

He didn’t make her wait too long. Once he was balls deep inside her, he began to pull out. When he thrust forward, it wasn’t gentle. If not for his hold on her wrists, she would have found herself flat on the bed with her face buried in the mattress.

He continued to pound into her and there was nothing she could do. Sweat prickled her skin as the tension in her body coiled tighter. All she needed was some stimulation to her clit and she’d explode.

But he wasn’t touching her clit. He hadn’t gone near it since he’d made her come the last time.

The urge to beg was building with every second that passed. She bit her lip, trying to keep the words from escaping, but she didn’t know how much longer she could hold on.

A whimper left her as he pulled out of her. Cool air rushed over her hot pussy leaving her feeling raw and empty.

She gasped, startled, as Jesse lifted her and moved her like a rag doll. He climbed onto the bed, and before she knew it, he was lying beside her—only it wasn’t his face she was staring at. It was his cock.

The smell of her own sex filled her nostrils and for some reason that only added to her arousal. She leaned forward, took his cock into her mouth, and began to suck as if her life depended on it.

Jesse rewarded her by burying his face in her pussy. As he licked and sucked her very sensitive flesh, she tried to take him deeper. She’d never sixty-nined before with a guy. It was hotter than she’d thought it would be.

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