Page 31 of King of Wrath

His fingers jerk from mine, his eyes going wide as his mouth parts in surprise. “You’re a virgin?”

Regret lances through me. I don’t want him to stop. I’d like nothing more than to get rid of my virginity. It feels like some hurdle I should clear before I try and make it on my own.

And weirdly, I trust Jake to be considerate about the whole thing. Which is so telling. With my body, I trust this man. “It doesn’t change anything,” I cry. Starting to push up from the bed. “I don’t want you to stop.”

“I’m not taking your virginity doggy-style with a hot, fast fuck,” he spits but one of his hands comes between my shoulder blades, pushing me back down.

I start to resist, not letting him press me into the bed. Did he just say he wasn’t going to….

But, before the words come out of my mouth, his other hand settles between my legs as he rubs his fingers through my lips.

Now he doesn’t need to push me back down, I go willingly, my ass in the air. I’m dripping wet as I push into his hand.

He rubs up and down me again, inserting one finger inside me. “Christ, Nia, you’re so fucking tight.”

“Is that bad?”

“Oh sweetheart,” he murmurs, pumping his digit into me. “It’s so fucking good, but it’s going to take a bit of adjusting before I go shoving my cock inside you. I’m not beginner-sized.”

I’d laugh if what he was doing to me didn’t feel so good.

He slides his finger out, putting his thumb in, the rest of his hand settling in the crack of my ass in way that only makes me hotter before he bends down and takes a long lick right over my clit.

My entire body jerks with how good it feels, the orgasm already building.

“Oh my God,” I whimper as he starts to swirl his tongue over my clit.

I don’t care that I’m probably way in over my head. Don’t care that he has all the power as I grind against his face. “You’re so delicious,” he murmurs into my pussy before he sucks hard.

I let out a whimpering cry that sounds like a half sob, as he pumps in and out of me. And when his teeth graze my clit, I lose it, cumming so hard my vision blurs.

But Jake isn’t done.

Surging up, he’s flipping me over onto my back with a single arm. Idon’t even have time to react, the move showcasing every rippling muscle before he’s on top of me, sucking one of my breasts into his mouth.

“Oh,” I moan out, burying my hands into his hair as I press him closer.

But he resists the pressure, moving over as he takes the other nipple into his mouth. He tugs the tank further down my torso. “You’re going to ruin the set,” I laugh as the tank rips in his hand.

But he doesn’t laugh back. Instead, he relaxes back, tracing one of the bruises on my ribs. “I’m not scaring you, am I, sweetheart?”

I blink back at him. Scare me? I’ve never been less scared in my life. He’s strong and his movements are all power, but there is no anger in them. They are controlled in a way that leaves me free to enjoy without any fear. “Not at all.”

“I know what your father has done,” he starts, skimming his hand over another bruise.

“Toni’s not my father,” I shake my head, not wanting Toni to be part of this at all. “But you can be my daddy.”

His hand jerks away, his mouth thinning into a hard line. “Nia.”

I know I’m working out some kind of issues. I don’t think about it too hard as he straightens up, standing next to the bed.

Because his cock is still rock hard and now it’s leaking the smallest bit of fluid. “When it drips like that, is that like me? Is it because you’re excited?”

“Nia,” his voice rings with a warning, but I’m not scared of him. Not now.

I slide up and then pitch forward, flicking my tongue over the liquid collecting it from the tip onto my tongue, before I pull it back into my mouth. I want to know how he tastes.

My eyes close as his salty essence hits the roof of my mouth. I like it.

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