Page 32 of Whispered Surrender

I lick the marinade from the tender morsel, and I want to take a bite, but he shakes his head. “I’ll tell you when I want you to stop sucking, Angel,” Jay says, and I feel my center moisten with desire.

“Your eyes just dilated, and your breathing pattern changed. Will I find you all wet and creamy for me after just a few sucks?” Jay says, running the piece of chicken against my lips.

I nod but I know he expects an answer. “Bite into it and chew slowly,” he says, and as I do, I watch his eyes darken with desire. I finish chewing, and he’s watching intently. “Swallow, Angel, I want to feed you some more,” Jay says and reaches for another piece of chicken, doing this a few more times. “This time, I want you to do exactly what you did before while I prepare our dessert,” he says, placing a piece of the buttery chicken to my lips. I lick, and then suck the flavoring before I chew as Jay holds it to my mouth.

He has taken a spear of pineapple, and as soon as I swallow the piece of chicken, he holds the pineapple spear to my lips.

“Suck, Angel. I want to watch you eat from my fingers,” Jay says, and my core begins to drip with desire as I slowly suck the delicious juice from the sweet tasting fruit. “Eat now, Angel,” he says, and I bite into the delicate flesh of the delicious fruit, chewing and then swallowing.

I am entirely sated and full, and he places his hands under my knees, lifting me, and takes me to the shower, sliding me down the length of his body, pressing me against the hardness covered by his jeans as he does. “I’m going to clean you, and then put you to bed. You can rest or read while I work,” Jay says, shedding his clothes and walking me underneath the luxurious showerhead that rains down on us.

He positions my head so that my hair gets saturated and then pulls me close to him as he lathers my hair, soaping it and massaging my scalp and nape. I moan with pleasure and feel his cock expanding against my backside. He tilts my head so that he can let the rain pelt down against me and rinse the suds from my hair.

He applies a creamy sweet-smelling conditioner to my hair, pulling me back against him, out of the rain, while it soaks in and he rubs his cock against me. He caresses my nipples and twists the perky nubs at the same time. Oh, God, it sends a volt of electricity right to my core, and my hips move needing to feel him closer, pushing back against the solid wall of muscle behind me.

Jay laughs a soft velvety laugh, right in my ear, mixed with the warmth of his breath and the heat and wetness of his tongue.

“Angel, bend and brace yourself on the wall. I don’t plan on being gentle with you,” he says.

He moves the stream of water, positioning it around us, allowing me space to face the wall. “Hands on the wall, feet all the way apart, ass out and up for me, Angel,” he says, and my center tightens with desire. I do what he’s asked, and feel so open, so exposed and desperate to feel him inside of me. I gasp as I realize he’s behind me, on his knees and he’s washing me, there. He’s using his fingers, circling with soap around my sacred bud. I know I need to stop this, but the feeling is incredible, and he continues circling as he slips his tongue into my center, slowly in and out.

“Fuck my tongue, Angel,” he commands, and my hips begin to move, up and down on top of that big wet tongue that is dizzying.

He turns on the secondary showerhead and uses it as a vibrator against me, letting it pulsate against my clit with a delicious wet warmth that adds to the stimulation he’s already causing. He has been edging me up for the longest time with his tongue in my pussy and his finger circling my ass, as soon as the jets reach under the hood and find my bundle of nerves, and he tells me to come, at the sound of his command I am convulsing around him and screaming his name. “Jay!”

“Angel, push your ass back and hang onto the shower. I’m going to drive into your pussy so hard that you won’t be able to sit without feeling where I’ve been for the next week,” Jay promises as he slides in with one quick thrust.

I feel him all the way into my lower belly, and he pulls out and shoves in again. My center instinctively wants more, and I brace myself better against the shower. God he is strong and I have less than a thirty-second wait before I find out just how powerful he is and just how hard he fucks!

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I am leaningagainst the shower panting, and he is still inside of me, but he pulls me up, close against the steely hardness of his body as he withdraws from me and tosses the condom into the garbage next to the shower. “Let’s rinse the conditioner out of your hair,” Jay says, kissing my neck before he repositions the showerhead, massaging my scalp and letting the water rinse it out of my hair.

He helps me out of the shower and takes a large towel from the warmer, wrapping the velvety material around me before handing me one for my hair. It is long, and it usually takes a while to dry, so I flip upside down and wrap the towel turban-style around my head.

“Fucking hot, Angel,” Jay says, his eyes lingering on the cleavage the towel pushed between them has created.

I look down because this entire time with him has been a dream, and I don’t want it to end, but I know that it will, just like all the rest of the times. It will end, and my heart will be crushed just like always, but I am not going to think about that. I am going to let myself enjoy our time together.

Jay has just dried off, and my eyes have followed that lucky little towel for the tour. He rubbed it against his dark brown hair and his neck, playing it back and forth across his torso to get the rest of the water droplets from his chest. Then he slides it lower, running it across his tight, toned, and muscular ass and then dries each leg separately. His thighs bulge with power and I imagine how powerful they looked while he was pushing his cock into me over and over. Fuck he is hot.

I am caught up in my little dream, my little fantasy when he lifts me.

“Cross your legs when I turn you around,” Jay says, placing me on the granite counter, facing the mirror, completely nude. He slowly removes my towel and my hair spills out over my shoulders in all of its tangled glory, and I watch him in the mirror.

“Angel, you are so beautiful, I want to take care of your every need,” he says, starting to slowly slide the brush in his hands through my hair.

He’s surprisingly gentle, and before long he has brushed through all of my tresses and rid it of any tangles. “Ready to dry you now,” Jay says, reaching for the hairdryer that is hanging from a copper-colored holder on the wall. He turns it on and begins to slowly dry each section of my hair, brushing and straightening as he goes. When he’s done, he captures my nape with his mouth, sucking my neck and licking me as he watches my reflection.

“You like it when I take care of you, Angel?” Jay asks.

“You have no idea how much I love it,” I say, shivering as he holds me.

Jay’s eyes dilate in the mirror. “Let’s get you into bed. I have work to do and you need to rest,” he says, scooping me up from the counter, spinning me into his arms so that my face is pressed against his chest as he carries me to bed and kisses me. I lie tossing and turning, unable to rest. Too many naps and the time difference, along with delays with refueling and maintenance, are messing with my mind more than they usually do. I slide into my clothes and head into the main cabin to see if I can find water. The entire crew is sitting around watching some sort of footage on the big screen. I walk behind the couch and toward the bar, open the refrigerator and take out a bottle of water, downing its contents before taking another one to keep with me.

I don’t see Jay and go in search of him, opening the security cabin door. Jay is sitting at a computer desk and a tall blonde air attendant with a beautifully curvaceous body, one that ballerinas can only dream about, is draped around him from the back.

“Sometimes I despise your job. You know I hate it when you make me wait, especially for shit like that,” the blonde says, wrapping her arms around Jay’s neck.

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