Page 109 of Hot for the Jerk

He slipped back down under the covers and helped me to my knees again.His tongue slid along my pussy from behind, lapping at my lips, flicking my clit.I trembled each time he reached my clit, arousal dripping down my inner thigh as they trembled from the pleasure and in anticipation for what was to come.

I braced myself when he moved his mouth north, his tongue traveling up my crease, then swirling around my tight hole.

“Oh god,” I breathed, gripping the pillow tight in my fists and burying my face in it, in case Marco heard me across the hall.

His fingers explored my pussy as his mouth plundered my ass.A place no man had ever been.And I didn’t hate it.

In fact, I really fucking liked it.

Around and around he circled my hole, probing gently, then circling again.His fingers explored my drenched center, twiddled my clit, and pushed inside.I was so close to combusting.

I was about to come, about to tip over the edge, after he kept me riding it for so long, when he stopped what he was doing and lifted his mouth away and his fingers.“You want me to stop?”

“Fuck no!”I cried into the pillow, which just prompted him to laugh, then dive back in, making me come immediately.

Wave after immense wave rocked through me from the center outward.My fingers ached from how hard I gripped the pillow as he continued to plunge his fingers into my dripping center, and rim me.By the time the swells of ecstasy receded, I couldn’t hold up my body anymore and collapsed to the bed on my belly.Jagger, still dressed like the sexiest Elsa alive, crawled up the bed.He reached into his nightstand, retrieved a condom, lifted up his skirt, and rolled it on.

Barely having caught my breath, he encouraged me onto my side, and positioned himself behind me, spoon-style.“How was that?”he purred, nipping my shoulder as he reached down and angled himself at my swollen entrance.

“I’m sorry I ever doubted you,” I whispered, earning a raspy chuckle from him as he slid home, filling me up.It was like tossing gasoline on a small campfire.My entire body reignited, and I pushed my ass against him, taking him deeper.Wrapping his arm around my front, he wedged his hand between my legs and found my clit, where he started to rub delicious circles again.At the same time, his hips began to move.

I twisted my torso a little, so my hips were still facing the wall, but my hard, achy nipples pointed skyward.He continued to buck into me, but when I moved my fingers to his between my thighs, he went for my tits, rolling my nipples between his fingers, then latching onto them with his mouth and scissoring his teeth back and forth.

I sucked in a sharp breath when he sucked extra hard and went double-time on my clit.His fingers found mine again and together we played, and touched and teased as his hip thrusts grew harder and out of sync the closer to release he got.

“You going to come again for me, Elsa?”he asked, biting my shoulder.

“Yes, Elsa,” I breathed.

He huffed a laugh, his breath warm against my shoulder as his pace picked up and he drove in even deeper.

My pussy fluttered around his cock, and when he moved our twined hands down to where I could feel him entering me, and his thumbnail scraped my clit, I detonated.

“Feel that,” he gritted out into my ear.“Feel where we connect.Where you take me so fucking beautifully.”

All I could do was pant, squeeze my eyes shut, and feel.My toes curled, my fingers clenched his, and my core exploded with heat and pleasure.A moment later, Jagger paused, grunted, then his cock began to pulse inside of me.His teeth found my shoulder again, and I smiled from the slight snap of pain.I liked it.I wanted to see his mark there in the morning.

We stayed like that for a moment, collecting our wits and letting our heartrates return to rest.After a swift kiss to my neck, he rolled away and retreated to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.When he came back out, he wasn’t in the Elsa dress anymore, or the wig.I gave him a pretend pout before getting up to use the washroom as well.

“So … should I get an Olaf or Prince Hans costume so we can role play?”I asked, returning to the bed and snuggling up against him.

He gave me a horrified look.“No.Olaf is a loveable snowman, and I would never dream of defiling him.And Prince Hans tried to commit regicide.I don’t think I could get hard for that.”

My snort was so unladylike, but I didn’t care.“Well, you let me know what costumedoesget you hard and I’ll start looking.”

“Feeling better?”he asked, pressing a kiss to the crown of my head.

“I do.”

“Like getting your ass licked?”

I glanced up at him and that talented mouth.“I do.”

“That’s my filthy girl.”

With a sigh, I closed my eyes.“This is all such a clusterfuck.”

“It is, but it’s a clusterfuck you don’t have to handle alone.”

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