Page 8 of Dirty Pucking Tease

"Then lay down," he muttered, holding up the blanket for me to slide underneath. The same blanket he was under, almost naked.

"What if someone sees us?"

"No one cares." He groaned. "We are both adults free to make our own choices." He was partially right, but if my dad came home and I was in Jax's bed, there would be a fight. "Lay down, Baby Cruz. Stop overthinking everything. This is why you're still a virgin. You think too much." He was right. I overthought everything, always, but I didn't know how not to.

"I don't get how this is going to help?"

"Have you ever shared a bed with a man before?" he asked, leaning up on his arm. I shook my head. "Then lay down. We are taking baby steps."

Sucking in a deep breath, I tried to steady my hands as I slid in beside him. He wrapped an arm around my waist, jerking me flush against him. Holy fuck, he felt good. I melted into him.

"Those can't be comfortable," he said, jerking on my shorts. They weren't comfortable. They were tight and short, but I wasn't going to tell him that. "Take them off."

"What?" I snapped.

"Kai," he groaned. "If you want my help, then stop questioning me. You're going to have to trust me." He'd said, Kai. Something about the way he said my name made my stomach flutter. "I'm not going to fuck you if that's what you're freaking out about." And the fluttering is gone. Of course, he wasn't going to fuck me. I wasn't his type. I wasn't pretty and skinny enough. I saw the girls he brought home, tall, thin, massive fake boobs. He flicked open the button, slid down my zipper, and I wiggled out of the shorts, kicking myself for wearing the tiniest thong I owned today. He pulled my bare ass flush against him, and I felt him. The hardness between his legs and I couldn't help but wonder was that for me? Because of me?

"Have you ever slept in the same bed with a woman?" I whispered as his hand trailed up the back of my shirt?

"No," he breathed against my neck as he popped my bra open. Holy fuck. I squeezed my thighs together to try to keep them from shaking.Pull yourself together, Kai.I pulled each strap of my bra off, sliding it through the armhole of my tank before tossing it to the floor. I was drawing the line at taking my shirt off. "But I'm not intimidated by intimacy either."

I sucked in a breath as his fingers teased the sensitive skin above my panty line. "Have you ever touched yourself?" A blush crept up, heating my cheeks, and I almost choked on the lump in my throat.

I cleared my throat. "Yes," I whispered, a heavy dose of embarrassment washing over me.

"Show me." The heat from his breath teased the sensitive skin where my shoulder met my neck. Something about this wasso incredibly hot—his smell, his touch, his low, raspy voice, his boldness—but I didn't move.

"I think you had way too much to drink, buddy," I chuckled awkwardly, trying to hide the tremble in my voice.

"You're probably right," he breathed against the shell of my ear, sending a chill racing through me and heating my core. I squeezed my thighs tightly. "But you want my help, and I'm giving it to you." He slid his hand over mine, dragging it down my torso to just above my panty line. "Show me."

7

If Kaia wanted my help, she would get it, but it would be on my terms. Between the mixture of alcohol, my throbbing cock, and lust coursing through my veins, I was no longer thinking logically.

"Show me," I repeated in a low husky voice. I wasn't new to watching a girl play with her pussy, but already being hard for a girl before she'd touched herself was a whole new ball game for me.

Our spooning position wouldn't allow me to see much, but I didn't need to. I wanted to hear what she sounded like when she came. The arm under her head wrapped tightly around her, holding her close to me.

Her fingertips slid below her thin, lacy panties, and her legs shifted, allowing room for her hand.

"That's it, baby," I whispered, so the warmth of my breath fanned over the exposed skin of her neck. "Play with that tight little pussy." She gasped, and I wasn't sure if it was the dirty talk or if she'd found that spot. Maybe both. Her shoulder bounced in a slow rhythm. "I bet you're soaking wet. Dripping wet for me, aren't you, baby girl?" When she whimpered, I knew. "Doesit make you hot when I breathe dirty, disgusting words in your ear?"

"Yes," she cried out as her legs quivered and my cock throbbed against her ass.

Closing my eyes, I listened to each little sound she made and cursed under my breath, realizing it might be harder than I thought not to participate, but that wasn't an option. I was only going to help build her confidence sexually and send her on her way, but the thought of this body, her body pressed against someone else, sent a wave of anger simmering low in my stomach.

"Don't stop," she whimpered. I slid my hand around her small waist, stopping underneath her wrist just above her panty line so I could feel every move she made.

"What do you want to hear, baby girl?" I whispered, trailing my lips up her neck as she arched her neck into me. "Do you want to hear how hard you made me right now?" I ground my erection against her bare ass. "Or how deep I want to bury my cock inside your tight little pussy right now?"

"Oh fuck," she moaned, and a slow smile spread across my face; little-miss-innocent liked it dirty, and knowing that would torture me for the rest of my life. Her stomach muscles tightened, and I knew she was close. She rolled her hips, working them harder against her fingers. Fuck I wanted to see it, but I knew it would be too much. I wouldn't be able to control myself.

Desire raced through me, and I clamped my eyes closed as a groan slipped free. My entire body ached, begging to touch her. It was almost too much now. All the blood in my veins rushed to the tip of my swelling cock, begging for a release as I ground it harder against her ass. Her moans grew deeper, and every nerve ending in my body was awake and on high alert.

"Fuck, Kai, I want to taste that sweet pussy." I groaned; every single word I'd said was true. Kissing and nipping my way up herneck, she arched her back, pressing her ass harder against me. "I want to know what you taste like when you come."

"Jax," she whimpered, her body vibrating against me. I wasn't done. I could have told her every single disgustingly dirty thought I'd ever thought about her, but that was all she needed. "Oh...Fuck!" Her body tensed, and I knew she was coming hard. Probably harder than she'd ever done alone, and everything about that made me hot, sending me spiraling over the edge. I exploded without even touching myself.

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