Page 115 of New Beginnings
“I want you to fuck me, J.D.,” I said, then crashed my mouth into his.
As his lips brushed against my neck, a pleasurable shiver ran down my spine, causing me to let out a whimper. “I’m not fucking you, Rebel.” The heat from his breath brushed against my skin. “Not until the doctor clears you.”
“But I’m fine.”
He chuckled then pecked me on the lips. “I’m not willing to take that chance.”
“J.D. come on!”
I didn’t care if it wasn’t lady like. I wanted him and by the fire in his eyes he wanted me to.
“We can play but tell me if you’re hurting.”
I nodded vigorously, my head bobbing up and down like a loon.
“I’m fucking serious, Rebel.”
“I will. I promise.”
“Take your leggings off and lay back.”
Rising from his lap, I positioned myself directly in front of him. Before I did as he asked, he lifted my shirt, and sharply inhaled. His eyes held a mixture of anger and heartbreak, as he hesitated to touch my wound, his hand hovering in the air.
“I’m so sorry, babe. I should have protected you.”
“It wasn’t your fault, baby.”
I knew my words weren’t having any effect on him. He’d blame himself no matter what. To divert his attention, I quickly slid out of my leggings, taking care to conceal my wound as well. With my pain being minor these days, I was relieved I no longer had to worry about aggravating my injury. I was almost back to a hundred percent, and I just wanted to be with him.
His eyes, once filled with anger and heartbreak, transformed into a lustful gaze that ignited a deep desire within me. I laid down on the couch and opened my legs so he could see how much I needed him.
He got on the floor in front of me, then gently pulled me to the edge of the couch, placing my legs over his shoulders.
He nuzzled his nose against my damp folds. “You smell so fucking good.”
“J.D... please?”
“What do you want, baby?” he asked, kissing the inside of my right thigh, then the inside of the left.
“I want you to eat my pussy,” I said with no shame.
Without hesitation, he got to work. His tongue traced the entirety of my wetness, before teasing my sensitive clit. My hands tangled in his hair, and a surge of desire made my hips lift from the chair.
“Oh my... fuck.”
His mouth tightened its grip on my clit, intensifying the pleasure as he pulled me in closer. “I could eat your pussy until the day I died.”
I moaned, closing my eyes, as the intense sensations overwhelmed my senses. Alternating between gentle and intense stimulation, he tasted the sweet essence that flowed from me, eliciting a deep, primal moan.
“That feels so good.”
He skillfully explored my core with two fingers, simultaneously caressing my most sensitive spot. My hips rocked against his tongue, and I was in fucking heaven.
“You taste so fucking good, Rebel,” he said as he continued fucking me with his fingers.
The only thing more glorious than J.D.’s tongue was his dick. If I couldn’t have it, I would gladly take this tongue fucking he was giving me right now. He slammed another finger inside me, and I exploded. White spots dotted my vision.
“J.D.!” I shouted, finally falling over the edge.
