wet and ready for me,” he said.
Emily was always wet
and ready for him. Not a day went by when she wasn’t thinking
about him. When they were at work she found the time they spent
together the hardest.
“ Tell me what
you want, baby. I want to hear you say the words.”
She stared at his
lips then into his eyes. “You. All I want is you.” She
meant every single word.
Fighting him was
impossible, especially when she wished for the same things he did.
Why couldn’t
she let herself be with him? She’d never been open with any man
other than him. Jason wouldn’t hurt her.
Are you sure?
Look what happened to your mother when she let your father in. He
took advantage and left her broken and alone.
Emily cut off the
thoughts and allowed her body to rule her decisions. She grew tired
of the never-ending doubts that plagued her.
“ Fight it,
baby,” Jason said.
****
Jason saw the battle
she fought. He’d met her mother and the deadbeat she called a
father. The moment he’d been introduced to them, he’d
known why she held a part of herself away from him. He didn’t
know if Emily knew it yet but she was afraid of being hurt. She cut
herself off from all emotion because of fear.
He hated seeing her
like this.
In the depths of her
eyes he saw two emotions. The first emotion was desire. Jason saw her
need to connect with him. He understood because he’d suffered
in the same way. There hadn’t been a woman in his life where he
could be himself, until Emily. She didn’t judge him for being a
Dom or being in the lifestyle. It helped that she was part of the
lifestyle. The moment he’d first met her, Jason had fallen for
her.
In response to him,
Emily slammed her lips down on his. Her tongue plundered his mouth as
she rubbed her body against him. This was her idea of fighting. It
wouldn’t be long before she started pulling away from him. He
let out a sigh and then claimed her mouth. If it was all she was
willing to give then he’d take it, for now.
“ Please, Sir,
fuck me,” she said. He heard the begging in her tone. Closing
his eyes, he waited for the pleasure to wash over him. Whenever she
called him by his title it affected him in the most delightful of
ways.
He let go of her
hair and reached down between them. Grabbing the thick length of his
cock, he rubbed the naked tip against her wet slit. Cream coated the
head, giving him natural lubrication. She moaned and thrust her
pelvis against his length.
“ Stop that.”
She paused as he
eased the head into her entrance. Jason felt the tightness of her
cunt squeeze him with every inch he sunk into her.
Jason gripped her
hips and forged his way to the hilt inside her. She cried out. Her
head rested against the wall and a cry left her lips. He stilled,
relishing the feel of her pussy contracting around him. Her pussy was
trying to suck him inside.
“ Feels so
good,” she said. She stared at him between drooped eyes.
“ Let me make
it better.” He eased out of her tightness and then slammed back
inside. Her cries rent the air as he fucked her against the door.
Jason didn’t give her time to get used to his invasion. He
fucked her hard and fast, watching her tits bounce with each thrust.
He’d missed
this. Being inside her felt like pure heaven and cemented his
determination to claim her as his own.
Pulling out of her
wetness, he thrust at her entrance, only allowing her to have the
tip.
“ Stop teasing
me.”
He sucked her large
red nipples. She succumbed to him. His legs started to ache from the
position but he wanted to see her come apart before they moved.
Reaching down
between them, he fingered her clit as he thrust inside her. The
pleasure of the angle and the feel of her around him built his
release. Within minutes Emily screamed as her release swept over her.
He felt each tight pulse as she came. Closing his eyes, Jason fucked
her harder than ever before.
She held him close
as he took her against the wall.
His grip tightened
on