Page 15 of Free-Falling
“You like the way I talk to you, Ains? You like how dirty I can get, don’t you? Do you want me to part those pretty lips with my dick? Both lips, actually. You’ve got a pretty pussy.”
Ainslee is shocked by my words, and she takes a step back. I smirk. I lean into her and bite into the space between us. Her eyes widen and I chuckle as I turn, walking away this time.
Ainslee
I walk out of the hall with my hands tied behind my back. I haven’t gotten five steps in and I’m jerked back by my restraints. I begin to scream out from surprise, and a hand slaps over my mouth.
“Mmm.” The groan sends shivers down my spine. I don’t have to guess who it is, it’s the evil bastard Jagger. I thought he left, but of course, he didn’t. “I forgot to ask you one more thing, Ains…” He nips my earlobe; he pulls my diamond earring in his mouth too.
I walk back with him as he backs me up into a darker corner. If someone passes by, they won’t be able to see us unless they walk further this way. I shudder as I feel the trails of his fingertips leave my body on fire. He slips through the split and right into my panties. “Tell me, Ainslee, have you ever been with a gentleman? Had him, eat you out for dinner, like a true fucking gentleman?”
There’s not much I can say as he plays with my clit one more time. With my hands behind my back, I can feel as his dick gets hard. I try to move my hands up and down, caressing his dick through his pants. His hand that’s covering my mouth moves to my jaw, and he makes me look up at him. The passion in his whiskey eyes makes me weak in my knees, especially with how he’s manipulating my clit to cater to him.
“Jag, please… Stop. I can’t.” I beg.
He smirks. His beautiful face shifts into something that makes me shudder. His features and his eyes are screaming with unadulterated, raw lust and I just want to swim in it. “I’ll ask you one good time, Ains… You ever been fucked by a gentleman? Hmm?—He gives me a couple of light kisses—Ever been kissed by a gentleman? Tell me because I think you’ve been fucking missing out, and it’s time I step up to show you what life is like fucking with someone like me. I can make you forget all about that man that thought he knew what to do with such a pretty pussy.” He licks my lips, breeching between them with just his tongue.
“You think I’ve got a pretty pussy, baby?” I ask him.
He nods, giving me a boyish grin. “It’s so beautiful, baby. I could take a picture of it and frame it next to my bed so I could jerk off to it while you’re hiding from me in the next room.”
My eyes widen because I was hiding from him and his words are sending me in every which way, but I center my focus on him. I hear steps, a sign of people about to pass by. I don’t know if they can see us. I move to step away from him, but Jagger pulls me back to him. He shakes his head. Fuck, a lustful Jagger makes me so weak. His fingers work double-time, the sensation building as he rights my head, making me see who is passing by. It’s his parents along with mine.
“Have you seen Jagger or Ainslee, I’ve got to talk to them about the way they handle themselves in public.” My dad says.
Jagger snorts, but they can’t hear him. The way his fingers are manipulating my clit could have me calling him a fucking sadist for the way I’m about to lose it and be humiliated in front of our parents. But I want this. I want for them to see. For me to be humiliated in this way, in this sexual way, so does that make me a masochist? My vision blurs as I feel my orgasm coming, but then Jagger stops. Jagger pulls at my boy shorts until they rip which causes my whole body to freeze.
“Did you hear that?” My mother asks. There’s a look on her face, and I just stare at her. I don’t know why. “I don’t think this was a good idea to get them two together.” She voices. Too fucking late, mother.
Jagger lifts me up his body, I feel the tip of his dick at my entrance. “Say no, Ains… Tell me it’s too soon, fuuuuck,” he whispers groaning, sounding like he’s on the verge of tears. “Your gorgeous pussy is gushing right now.”
“Do it, Jagger. Fuck me.” The second I say this, surprising myself, Jagger doesn’t hesitate.
“Hold on to me, Ainslee, and don’t fucking let go.” Is all the warning I get as he circles his arm around my midsection and slaps his other hand over my mouth.
Jagger pushes his hips up, and all of him fills me. My eyes widen and I hold on to him because I feel he’s ripping me apart. He pauses and the only thing I hear is his breathing. I want to roll my eyes at the irony of the song that plays back in the reception hall, Back to Black by Amy Winehouse, but I don’t get that chance as Jagger begins fucking me. Every time he slips almost all the way out then back in, I feel like I’m being transported into a different world. Jagger’s hand muffles my moans and groans. Tears run down my face because my poor, poor pussy is taking a blissful, sensual yet rough beating. No one has ever taken me this roughly in my life and I fucking love it. I have never in my life orgasmed from dick alone, but my build-up is back. I feel myself getting higher and higher with each stroke.
“Well, we’ll call a family meeting.” His dad says. They walk off going somewhere and then Oran passes by as if he’s looking for someone, but then he stops. He turns right to where we are, narrowing his eyes and tilts his head. Then he shakes his head. Maybe he didn’t see us? I don’t know, and I don’t care right now.
Jagger lowly chuckles. Good, he’s paying attention. Stupid motherfucker, but all thoughts wash away because somehow his fingers have found their way to my clit. This motherfucker is a magician and the digging of the rings on his right ring finger and pinky dig into my skin. I cry out as I cum but he keeps going, fucking me like I’m nothing. Like I’m fucking paperweight. Now, I want to call Layla and ask her if she’s a dumb bitch? How else do you give something up like this? How else can you not sacrifice it all for this? More tears escape from my eyes as he’s still fucking me, I can’t take this anymore.My heart is beating through my fucking ears I swear. This torture is insane, so full of pent-up anger, energy and fucking lust. I want this, it’s like I’m on a cloud that I can’t come back from. I let my head go, staring at the floor as Jagger increases his speed and is still playing with my clit. He smacks it hard enough to jolt my entire body and I come right along with him. This causes him to slow, pumping until he’s soft inside of me.
He pulls me to him, my back to his chest, “I’m not done with you, pretty baby.” He kisses my jaw and I swear I’ve invited a divine being into my pussy.
Chapter 6
Jagger
Idon’t want to slip out of Ainslee’s pussy, but I have to. I slowly pull out, frowning at the fact that I can’t fuck her here again. If I do, we won’t leave and somebody will call the cops on us. I’m not in the mood to deal with stuff like that.
“Ains…” I call out to her.
“Hmm?”
“You okay?” I ask her.
She shakes her head but chuckles. “One of these days, I’m gonna knock you on your ass but today isn’t it. I’ve been thoroughly sexed.”
I snort at that. “You have. I’m Jagger Liam Hanlon, I know what I can do to you.” I answer like the egotistical jackass that I am. “Hold on, let me clean you up.”
