Page 5 of Deadly Secrets

There’s only one way to find out.

I grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head, dropping the fabric onto the floor.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Jake continued kissing my neck, biting my skin in a delicious and torturous way. His mouth traveled down my neck toward my collarbone. Bringing one hand to my back, he skillfully unclasped my black lace bra and pushed it down my arms until I was completely naked from the waist up. He gazed at me, taking in every inch of my bare skin while his eyes darkened. “The things I’m gonna do to you.” He rested his hand against my chest and gently pushed me so my back curved against the keyboard. When he was happy with my new position, he bent over and tugged on one of my hard nipples with his teeth while his fingers played with the other one. My eyes shut, and a moan escaped my lips when he flicked his tongue and sucked it into his mouth. My hips moved of their own accord, seeking all the friction I could get from his hard-on.

“Are you wet for me, Sienna?”

I regretted wearing jeans, and all I wished at that moment was that he would rip them off and fucked me good on the piano. With a swift movement, he grabbed my hips and stood, placing me on the floor in front of him. Jake continued to kiss me as he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my feet together with my underwear.

I was completely exposed while he still had all his clothes on. “Take off your clothes,” I demanded. He followed my commands, and the moment he took his pants off, my mouth dropped.

“See anything you like?” He had a smug expression, throwing my earlier words back at me.

“It’s what you can do with it that matters.”

Jake grabbed my hair with his right hand, jerking up my head to face him, and brought his lips closer to my mouth before saying, “Be careful what you wish for. I’m not sure you can take it.”

I circled my hand around his hard length, making his thick cock twitch with my sudden grip. I stroked him twice, with just enough pressure.

“Do your worst.”

Jake walked me to the small couch against the wall just outside the tiny studio.

“Sit down, Sienna.”

I looked at the leather sofa and then at Jake.

“I don’t want to ruin it.”

“I don’t like repeating myself, sweetheart. Sit down before I make you.”

Did I like being treated like a child? No. Did I enjoy the way Jake commanded me to sit and basically shut the fuck up? Hell yes.

Jake knelt in front of me. Spreading my legs wider, he took a good look at my pussy before he dove in and licked my slit. “Hmm, you taste good,” he exclaimed. “Now let me see you come on my face.” Each one of his strokes was slow and precise, switching between licking, sucking, and flicking my bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue, but when I lifted my hips, seeking more pressure, he changed the tempo. Sweat covered my body, and I could feel my wetness coating the couch. Jake’s hands dug into the side of my thighs as he continued devouring me like I was his last meal. I was close, so close, that when the pressure built in my lower stomach, I knew I was getting to the point of no return.

“Jake, I’m coming.” A scream ripped from my throat as I writhed and clamped his head with my legs. Jake didn’t stop.

“That’s it. Come for me. Let me hear your pretty screams.”

When I reached my climax, he continued licking my pussy, my walls clenching as my orgasm rolled through me again and again until I couldn’t take it anymore and pushed on his forehead. Jake allowed me only a moment to catch my breath while he grabbed a condom from his wallet and rolled it down his shaft. He lifted me and bent me over the arm of the couch. “Spread your legs wider.” He placed his cock at my entrance and pushed only the tip a few inches. “Fuck. I’m gonna come just by seeing you like this.”

Jake took my hips with both hands and buried his dick inside me. He started to fuck me with slow movements, which drove me crazy. I knew he did it just to make me beg, and he succeeded.

“Please, Jake. Harder. Faster.”

He chuckled.

“Hold on tight to the couch.” After his warning, Jake slammed into me with deep and hard thrusts.

“Oh my God,” I screamed.

While he continued to fuck me mercilessly, he placed one hand on my lower back and tugged my hair with the other one until my head tilted backward. I panted, and my body kept sliding forward with the force he used to slam into me over and over again. Jake bent over and moved his free hand around my waist until he rubbed my clit with circling strokes.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Jake, I’m close.” My body was on fire, hot lava running through my veins, and beads of sweat covered my chest, too.

“Come for me again, sweetheart.”

My second orgasm hit me as I came apart on the leather couch. Seconds later, Jake followed me over the edge, his moans filling the room.

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