Page 19 of Ivory Crown

Ellie’s voice came through almost instantly. “Jade? Why are you breathing so heavily?”

For a moment, Jade remained silent, her eyes squeezed shut as I continued my slow and merciless rhythm inside of her. The sound of Ellie’s laugh echoed from the phone, followed by her teasing, “Oh, my God, you slut!”

Jade made a small, guttural sound at the back of her throat, eyes widening as she shot me a panicked look. I smirked in response, my fingers sliding up to tease her peaked nipples. Ellie’s voice on the other end of the line faded into incomprehensible noise as Jade writhed beneath me, struggling to keep her responses muted.

“Do you want to hang up?” I teased, my voice a low rumble right against her ear. The only response she could muster was a weak shake of her head, her eyes still wide as she clung onto the phone.

Such a good girl.

I picked up my pace, sliding into her with a roughness that had her biting on her lower lip to stop herself from crying out. Her nails dug into the sheets as she fought to keep control, every thrust driving her closer to the edge yet she kept her focus on the voice at the other end of the line.

“Jade? You okay?” Ellie’s voice seeped through again, a hint of concern mingling with the amusement in her tone. Jade let out a shaky breath, nodding as if Ellie could actually see her.

“Hmm...uh huh...yes...yeah,” she managed to get out between hushed breaths. “Just got caught up in…”

I could feel Jade’s walls tightening around me again and I knew she was close - so fucking close - but I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.

“Something, Ellie. I’ll call you back,” Jade managed, her voice strangled as she finally ended the call and tossed the phone aside with a clatter.

I smirked, pressing my lips against the nape of her neck as I murmured in her ear. “Good girl.”

Jade’s eyebrows knitted together as she whimpered, my fingers uselessly grasping for her as I made to pull out.

“Are you ready?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper as I gripped her thick thighs, flipping her onto her back and pushing back into her with a renewed ferocity. Her eyes rolled back as she let out a strangled cry.

With every thrust, I felt her unravel more beneath me. Her hands flew to my shoulders, her nails digging in deep enough to leave marks. Her body was a live wire, tension coiling tighter and tighter within her with each passing second.

I was relentless now, my hips snapping against hers with a fevered pace that left her trembling beneath me. I was acutely aware of every noise she made, every gasp, every whimper that slipped past her beautiful lips. Each sound fueled my desire, pushing me closer to the edge of my own release.

“I want you to squirt on my cock as you scream my name,”

I was relentless now, my hips snapping against hers with a fevered pace that left her trembling beneath me. I was acutely aware of every noise she made, every gasp, every whimper that slipped past her beautiful lips. Each sound fueled my desire, pushing me closer to the edge of my own release.

My fingers found her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts, pushing her closer to the edge.

“Oh god...” she sighed, her voice barely a whisper as I felt her tighten around me, her breaths turning ragged.

“That’s it...” I murmured encouragingly, growing relentless in my pursuit of her climax. She was trembling beneath me, lost in the waves of ecstasy that were crashing over her.

And then, with one final thrust of my hips and a flick of my fingers against her clit, she burst into a million pieces beneath me. She cried out my name as she came hard around me, squirting all over my cock and soaking the sheets beneath us.

“Fuck... Dante!” she moaned beneath me, the sound making me swell with pride and satisfaction. Her body convulsed under mine as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. I continued to thrust into her as she rode out her climax, spurring me closer to my own release. The tight clenching of her walls around me was too much, she was too much, and with a guttural growl, I came hard inside her. My body trembled as I emptied myself in her warmth, my head dropping to the crook of her neck as pleasure washed over me.

The room filled with our labored breaths as we slowly came down from our high. Jade’s body was limp beneath mine, twitching slightly every time I moved within her. Pulling out of her gently, I collapsed next to her on the bed, pulling her flush against my side.

She burrowed against me, her head finding its spot on my chest, her fingers tracing absent patterns on my damp skin. She looked thoroughly wrecked, hair tousled and cheeks flushed. Yet she had never looked more beautiful.

Her breath slowly started to regulate, her chest no longer heaving as wildly. Her eyes fluttered open, a look of satisfaction and a hint of shock lingering in them.

“See?” I started. “I told you. You’re not a prisoner. I’m here to keep you satisfied. You get that, right?”

She opened her mouth to answer, then shut it as she considered what I was saying.

After a moment, she nodded slowly, her fingers still sliding along the corded muscles of my abs in thoughtful patterns. Her gaze didn’t meet mine, instead lost somewhere in the middle-distance as if she was trying to piece it all together.

“Don’t think too hard about it,” I teased, nudging her with my elbow. “I know that’s probably really hard for you, but don’t.”

“Okay…so what should I think about instead?”

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