Page 26 of Love Lies Bleeding

“I make the rules, here, Blossom. You get what I give you because you’re mine and I’ll always satisfy what’s mine.”

“Fuck me. You read the books, didn’t you?”

A dark chuckle rumbles through me as I continue to play with her swollen clit and slide two fingers into her tight wet pussy. She’s so tight I can barely move my fingers and I know she’ll grip my cock like a fucking vice when she takes me, but we need to work up to that.

“Yeah, Blossom, I read the fucking books.”

I had to, but this is also just who I am. Or at least who I am with her.

Her hips move as she begins to ride my hand, her juices running down my wrist. I bury my nose in her neck, my tongue flicking the pulse that beats so wildly for me. Her hands lift to her hair and I feel her nipples pressed against my chest. Lifting my head, I cup her high, round breast in my hand, hating the fabric between us but determined to take my time and unwrap her like the gift she is. As I pinch her nipple through the cotton, her muscles tighten around my fingers and I curl the tips, finding that soft spot inside her that makes her detonate like a wild storm, sucking every bit of pleasure from me.

I let her ride out her pleasure, my fingers still inside her, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s fucking magnificent and she’s all mine. Her gaze falls on me and she looks satiated and soft. I pull my fingers from her pussy and bring them to my lips and she watches hungrily as I suck the sweet taste of her climax from them.

I groan as my dick jumps at the taste. “Fuck, you just became my favorite dessert.”

“You’ve got a dirty mouth, Jake.”

I smirk as I run my hand over her straining tits, and she arches into my touch like a flower seeking the sun. “Yeah, and if the mess on my lap is any indication, you like it.”

A blush stains her cheeks, and I let my gaze move her skin, following the perfect pink color until it disappears under her pink dress. “I’ve never come so hard before.”

Her admission spurs me on and I grind my cock against her pussy, making her moan. “That’s because you were always meant for me, Blossom.” Leaning in, I nip her earlobe and she tilts her head, giving me better access.

“You didn’t get off, Jake.”

“Who says we’re finished? We have all afternoon, and I’m going to spend every second of it giving you pleasure.”

“What if I want to give you pleasure?”

“You want that, Blossom? You want my cock in that pretty mouth or in your hungry cunt?”

“Jesus, Jake.”

“You want me to stop?”

“Hell no.”

“Good girl.” I find the zipper on the side of her dress and slide it down, before pulling the offending fabric over her head and dropping it to the floor. Her skin is like silk, the winter light from the window touching her like it wants to worship her.

“So beautiful.”

I love how she wears pink all the time, with zero fucking apologies. She does what she wants and it’s so refreshing. Her hot pink lace bra matches her panties and teases me with the view. I want to go slow, to savor her but I also want to rip it from her skin and mark her as my own.

Before I can decide, Cherry slides off my lap and sinks to her knees, her hands resting on her thighs as she looks up at me. I widen my legs and lean back on my hands as I take in the scene before me.

“I want to taste you, please.”

Her please breaks my resolve and I feel pre-cum leak from my dick. Lifting my hips, I dragged the sweatpants off my thighs and kicked them away, before lifting my hand behind my neck and doing the same with the t-shirt. We’d already kicked our shoes off when we came in, so all that stood between us was our underwear.

“Pull the cups down on that pretty little bra and show me those sexy tits.” I knew I was pushing her a little, demanding things from her that might seem base and crass, but I could read her and her body loved it.

She did as I asked and the pink lace framed the prettiest tits I had ever seen. My mouth watered and I wanted to get my mouth on her so bad I ached with it, but my girl wanted my cock, and what she wanted she got.

Crooking my finger at her, I motioned her forward and she shuffled closer, her eyes on my dick restrained by my boxers. Her small hands landed on my thighs and I was so turned on I feared embarrassing myself.

“Hands behind your back, Blossom.”

Her gaze flashed to mine and she frowned. “But I…?”

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