Page 8 of Jack's Second Chance
He stood and moved around the room. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but that only increased the anticipation. The bond that tethered me to him felt his every move, his every decision. Like a tie that could never be broken. It was the same tie I felt anytime I saw him over the years, and it only intensified the closer he was to me. I heard him drop a couple of things on the bed, and then he made his way back to me.
“Stand, kitten. Remove your panties and crawl back onto the bed.”
I did as he asked and faced where he was standing. He pointed to the side of the bed and I saw what he had gotten out for us. The one thing that stood out most was the shining silver toy. A length that was comparable to the man himself. It was something that I was eager to find out what he had planned to do with it.
“Lean against the pillows and spread your legs.”
I slid back and watched as he moved a chair from the corner of the room to the end of the bed.
“Pick up the toy, Kitten, and show me how you pleasure yourself.”
I grinned. This was going to be fun, after all. When I reached for it, my eyes caught the evil sticks. The intricate handles were beautiful, but it was the long, thin stem that made my heart race. Stingy pain was one of my favorites and it seemed I might be moving the ball closer to my court.
“Don’t touch them,” he said when he caught my longing gaze, “They are not for you to play with tonight. They are there as a reminder of what’s to come. If you agree, of course.”
“Tease.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing, sir.”
“That’s what I thought. Now fuck that pussy of yours and let me watch. I can see it is already glistening with need.”
He was right, there was no need for lube, I was dripping with the prospect of fucking him. I moaned as I took the heavy rod and slid it into my core all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck, that’s good. So smooth and long,” I groaned as I slowly pumped it in and out of my pussy while I stared down at Jack, whose hands looked as if they were about to break off the handles of the chair.
“Pinch your nipples with your other hand.”
I ran a hand up my stomach and over my breasts, pinching and pulling at the tight nub while I bit my lip.
“It’s good, but I prefer your teeth and your cock to my fingers and toy,” I said, trying to provoke the beast inside him.
He only nodded his approval and watched as I plunged the toy deeper inside of me, tilting my hips into it with each thrust.
“Rub your clit. Let me see how you like it.”
I did as he asked, even though my inner brat was raging to come out. I slid my fingers in between my folds and began a slow and deliberate movement to tease myself just enough to make me want to cry out.
“Are you edging, little girl? Holding out until you get what you want?”
His question brought my eyes back to him. He could see right through me and a blush ran over me at getting caught at my own game.
“I asked you a question.”
“Yes, sir. I am edging. I want you. I need your cock. Please.”
“Come for me. Now.”
His tone left no room to argue. I relaxed my mind and laid my head back against the pillows again so I could watch him as my body gave into the relentless movements. The teasing of my fingers, the hard rod inside my core, was too much. If this was all I would get tonight, then I was going to make it worth it. Jack stood just as my legs began to shake. My orgasm ran through me slowly, like a lazy wave crashing into a pier. It was intense as hell and I tried to relax and let it ride, but my pussy pulsed and my center rocked and before I knew it, Jack’s body was covering mine. He tore the toy from my center and held my hands above my head as he thrust his cock so hard inside of me I cried out in the sweet pain of the intrusion. The pulses of my orgasm had been trying to waver, but he wouldn’t let it. He pulled back and pushed into me again, harder than before, and slowly pulled back out until nothing but the head of his cock was still inside of me.
I cried out in need and joy and everything else my body needed as I shook under him.
“Is this what you wanted, kitten? Did you need your master to fuck that little pussy, right?”
“Yes, yes, sir. Please, more.”
I begged as I wrapped my legs around him, trying to pull him into me. Jack’s movements were timed perfectly. He pressed forward with long, steady strokes as my climax finally slowed.
