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Jared didn’t pay heed to my words. The man simply took charge by hoisting my body upwards. Everything happened at such a speedy rate I barely grasped that my pussy sat on his mouth. He groaned as he looked up at me. Powerful hands slid my straps off so my breasts were on display. I stopped breathing altogether when the tip of his tongue aggressively glided across my slit. Strong large hands held my hips down, locking me in place to endure his vicious tongue-lashings.

“God…you’re…” I choked on my saliva when his hands traveled towards my bottom, kneading and cupping it harshly while he furiously made me rock my hips harder into his mouth.“Oh, fuck!”I yelped.

The moment his tongue pierced the entrance of my channel, I threw my head back and screamed. My cries went on for a long time. He didn’t stop until my body gifted him my essence, which he devoured with gusto.

I was a panting mess when his palm connected with my ass cheek, spanking it hard.

A guttural groan came out of his throat before his tongue restlessly circled my sensitive clit while he gazed at me with great satisfaction. “We’ve only just begun…Don’t you dare fall asleep on me.” Another smack landed on my other cheek before he shifted us again. Too out of my mind to argue with him, I found myself on my knees. He situated himself behind me, effectively taking my slip off, baring my fully naked body f0r his perusal and pleasure. “Your body’s fucking insane…” He parted my ass cheeks wide before applying his tongue to run through my clit all the way up to my other hole. My legs quivered at the alien feeling that coursed through my body. His tongue rested on my virgin hole before he poked the tip of his tongue into the entrance then glided it all the way down to my nub again. My body strained, immediately tensing at the thought of him doing anything there. “Jared—”

My complaints, whatever they were, had all but disappeared when I felt his fingers rubbing my clit in a quick circular motion while his tongue glided in between my holes. He did this a few times before his speed picked up, ceasing my brain activity altogether, and all I could feel was the multiple sensations he awarded my body. I was panting his name, begging for release, and in a matter of minutes, I came when his palm struck my pussy hard.

Even after I came, he carried on granting me one orgasm after the next until I’d fully surrendered to sleep. My body fell onto the mattress after the last wave of orgasm drained me of energy.

He was an expert; there was no mistaking that. There was a reason women went gaga over him…Beast, they said. I believed I had just found out why.

CHAPTER15

Jared

Bloody.Fucking. Hell. Gisele’s body was probably the finest I’d ever had. She was all natural, unlike the others I’d had before. I had no aversions to women who liked plastic surgery. One got used to it, I supposed. But after exploring Gisele’s body, I doubted I could appreciate the other women like I used to.

This woman would be the death of me. Not only was I being pulled apart inside, but it seemed my arrogance had proven me wrong. I had believed I had it all under control, but tonight had shown me otherwise. Her sadness was slowly letting her sink into depression, and I couldn’t stand idly by and let her go into oblivion. How could I when I had vowed to take care of her?

Little did I know that sentiment was going to undermine every single thing I had prided myself to be—my indomitable self-control. Throw me the gauntlet, bypassing and breaching foreign countries and institutions without a trace, give me the toughest of projects—not once did I ever fail. They called me Phantom because I couldn’t be traced. I left no trails, no crumbs; one wouldn’t even guess I’d gone through their mainframe. I wasthatgood. Well, up until Gisele came along…then I found myself second-guessing my stance. The absurdity of it all…It was so cliché. Values defeated by a woman…right. I was quite stunned at my actions, so stunned, indeed, that I couldn’t even bring myself to ponder about it due to deep mortification. If people found out the truth, they’d immediately think I was pursuing her because of her wealth and her stake in the company. But it was far from the truth. Any man would fall at her feet. I daresay a blind man wouldn’t be able to resist her bewitching charms, either. Not only could she play like an adorable goof, but she could instantly turn into this stunning bombshell by merely using her eyes. God fucking damn…those eyes. Gray eyes with bright flecks of gold and copper—no mortal man could resist those come-hither eyes, and she used them impressively to bend me to her will.

And bend me, she did.

My mouth salivated. My cock twitched. My passions heightened. My senses spellbound.

Hypnotized, my eyes glowed with rabid hunger at the sight of the gorgeous sated woman sleeping before me. I wanted her so fucking much. I had never felt this much pain consuming my cock. Her beautiful bottom marred pink from my constant spanking. She welcomed it all without complaint. Each smack, her cunt dripped more of her juices.

Her legs were still splayed apart after she had collapsed face down. Perverted bastard that I was, I couldn’t resist dipping my tongue to her glistening pussy once more. The sweet musk of her sex made me groan in vain. My lips began to trail upwards, worshipping her perfect round bottom, the beautiful arch of her spine and her shoulders. Hovering above her, my body gently half-pressed against hers before my lips found her neck.

“Gisele?” She was fast asleep, but I was wide-awake and had a throbbing dick to contend with.

Pulling my strained cock out, I gripped the base before guiding it towards her parted folds. I let out a guttural hiss when my bulbous tip stroked against her heat. My body became enslaved to the marvelous sensation of our sexes rubbing together. My lips sucked on her earlobe while my left hand gripped her left ass cheek to allow me more access to her sex. My body wound tightly as I frantically thrust my dick into her clit. When my orgasm was seconds away, I swiftly jerked my cock and reluctantly spilled my cream in my hand.

After washing off in the bathroom, I came back to bed. I pulled her body against me. My lips rested against her neck. Her sweet ass rested against my hip, and my raging hardness sat against her pussy. My release didn’t do much, it seemed. I wanted more, but I knew it’d be unwise. After tonight, I knew my need for Gisele would only worsen. How would I cope then?

I wouldn’t. Therefore, I had to take all the measures needed to make sure I didn’t stray far.

When I woke up at dawn with her pliant body still stuck to mine, I knew then I was walking a very delicate line, and if I ever dared cross it, there’d be no turning back.

Was I ready for the consequences those actions entailed?

No, I surely wasn’t. But I couldn’t stand seeing her stare into space, either. So, why deny us when I craved to have my tongue dipping into her wet heat? The blinding smile she granted me after I gave her release made me feel quite…gratified.

As a result, I gave myself five days, arguing that once she started school, she’d be too distracted to spare me any time. So, in those five nights, I indulged her in every way I could. The only penetration she had was from my tongue, because had I used my fingers, it would be too difficult to resist not going all the way. Each night, I ached, drowning in my own misery, but I steeled my resolve when my eyes would draw to her cunt each time she passed out. I would reason that there was no harm in gliding it over her warmth, but I knew, even then, my tethered hunger wouldn’t be able to fully stop from sliding it into her entrance.

My control was undoubtedly slipping. Every night, I suffered in bed. The ache, beyond unbearable.

Gisele Weber was a siren threatening to unravel the very fabric of my existence. More importantly, my cock had indubitably fallen under her spell. It was enamored, and it sought more of her company. However, due to mounting reservations, I had never chanced getting her hand anywhere near it. The word temptation was conceived purposely for Gisele. She was the epitome of the word. It was rather endearing that I doubted the woman realized the magnitude of her power. Give her a few more years; she’d use it to her advantage. May God help the rest of the male species. They’d fall at her feet and worship her without question.

Although I preferred Gisele single, I couldn’t deny her right to date men around her age. She ought to live her life, flourish and blossom through life’s experiences and tribulations. I wasn’t going to be the barrier that would hinder her from becoming the woman she was destined to be, and she’d be an extraordinary one. The man she’d someday love would be one lucky bastard.

Stoically, I would be the man watching from the sidelines. Her steadfast guard. Her constant rock. The man to assist in honing her skills so she could someday run the company alongside me. I’d be her mentor like her father was to me, forever her loyal champion in the background.

This was the final goal, and I wouldn’t waver from my vows and promises. Therefore, before our bridges were burned, it was wise to end any physical intimacy with her. Besides, she had men fawning all over her already. She didn’t need me, not in that sense. Furthermore, it was rather unflattering competing alongside men who were a few years younger than I was. Gisele would have her admirers, and I’d carry on with Rose until our arrangement had run its course.

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