Page 47 of Playing A Risk
I rub away the sleep from the corners of my eyes as I roll away from the sunlight beaming in. I have a terrible hangover.
Serves me right.
Reality washes over me as the last couple of days smack me in the face. The pain in my head is tiny compared to the agony that barrels into my heart. I instantly want to escape the living nightmare I’m stuck in.
Why, Jami? Why?
I lie in bed and hold in a few tears. There’s a hole in my soul so deep I can barely breathe. I sit up and look for something to give me an ounce of hope I’ll make it through Jami’s devastating blow. But nothing can make what I’m going through better.
Not able to face anyone right now, I pull out my journal and try to process my thoughts about the situation.
My pen hovers over the paper. For reasons I don’t understand, my mind wanders back to our night together in the cabin.
He stands naked before where I sit, satiated on the edge of the bed. The clouds cover the moon, so I can only make out hissilhouette.
He gently runs his fingers through my hair, then grabs it in a fist, tilting my face to his. “You make me wild, temptress. I want you to know just how out of my mind I get when I think of you this way.”
I try to find his gaze through the darkness as heat comes off him in waves. He bends over and presses his lips to mine.
He kisses me with soft strokes of his tongue. Even though he’s directing and commanding everything between us, he still cares for me as if I’m a delicate flower. He releases my hair and caresses the side of my face, moaning into my mouth.
My heart releases a million loving musical notes that float throughout my body and have me swaying in response. He runs his tongue over my bottom lip and sucks it into his mouth.
I shiver. My nipples tighten, and I arch my back, showing him what I want.
He peels himself away. “All in due time. I need something from you first.”
My heart speeds up and my cheeks heat. “What’s that?”
“I’ve been pleasing you for hours, so it’s time I fuck that pretty little mouth of yours. Those pouty lips are too much.” With his tone low, he takes my hand and pulls me up. “Get on your knees and give me what I’ve missed all these years.”
Adrenaline fills my blood, knowing he’s been thinking about me giving him head. I want nothing more than to please him. We’ve been going at it for a while and I’ve come multiple times. He hasn’t come once.
I don’t know how he’s holding himself together, but maybe giving him the best blow job ever will push him over the edge.
I descend to my knees as our gazes stay locked together. At least as much as we can see in the dark.
When I’m lined up right, I lick my lips and place his stiff shaft in my palm, pumping him at a slow speed. I can barely get my hand around him, so I’m hoping my teeth don’t nick him. Not only that, but he’s longer than I’ve ever had.
I hope he likes gagging noises.
“That’s my girl. Just like that.” He thrusts his hips forward. “Youhave a minute to get used to the idea, then your lips better be sliding my cock between them.”
I want to please him. “Get ready, Jami. You’re about to get more than you bargained for.”
He laughs all raw and throaty. “Awe, my little temptress. What promises you make.”
I wrap my lips around his shaft and roll my tongue over the tip. His salty pre-cum coats the top of his head.
“Mmm,” I moan.
I take him deeper, grabbing his ass for leverage. I let the saliva pool in my mouth so I can do this to perfection. My cheeks hollow out as I suck him hard.
“Fuck…just like that.” He pushes into my mouth.
I pull back to the tip and move my spit to the center of my tongue so it’s a pool of wetness around his thick, veiny cock. My lips, moist with my desire, slide effortlessly down.
He jerks as I suck and groan. I’m ready to show him what I’ve got.
