Done
About time. My cock is so fucking hard, I’m ready to blow, but I want to be inside you when I do.
My entire body vibrates, and I’m practically quaking on my bed.
Now watch the video for five more minutes, then get your sweet ass over here.
I’m breathing so hard, I’m sure I’m going to hyperventilate as I click play. The man on the screen, climbs over the sprawled and tied woman, grabs some lubricant, and inserts a finger into her ass.
“Oh, Jesus,” I whisper. Does Jaxon plan to do that to me? I’m not sure if I’m thrilled or terrified by the idea. I stare, shocked as he slowly performs the intimate act, and I’m a hot mess of nerves when he enters her completely. I drop my phone, my panties so damp, I’ll have to change before I go to Jaxon’s. Then again, maybe I shouldn’t. Maybe I should let him know what this all did to me. Deciding to leave my panties on, I bound from the bed, unlock my door and hurry outside. When I reach the driveway, I glance around, but Jaxon is nowhere to be found. The light on his front steps is on, so I hurry to his door.
I lift my hand to knock, but the door swings open. We stand there staring at each other for a moment, then he lifts his hand and presses a finger to his lips.
“Cassie?” I whisper.
“She’s asleep. We’ll need to be quiet.”
After that video and the dirty things this man texted to me, I’m not sure I can be quiet.
“Jaxon,” I whisper, about to tell him that when he shifts his stance and goes as still as still as a stealth soldier, his eyes locked on mine. My heart practically stops. I’ve never seen him so intense before.
“I want you,” he says. “I want every inch of you. But before I take you to my room, tell me I can have that, Rach.”
I swallow against a tight throat, not sure I can get the words out, so I nod, ready to do almost all of those things on the video.
“Say it,” he growls through clenched teeth. “I need to hear you say it.”
I have no idea what’s come over him, but I have to admit, I like it. “You can have every inch of me,” I say.
In a fast move that takes me by surprise, I’m in his arms, and he’s carrying me to his room, locking the door behind us. He sets me down, and backs me up until I’m pressed against the wall. His lips come down over mine as he grabs my arms and holds them over my head. He keeps them there with one hand as the other slides down my body, between my breasts.
He pushes his cock against me, letting me know he’s as turned on as I am. I move against him, massage his erection with my body. He groans.
“Cut it out, or this will be over before it starts.”
“I guess the movie got to you?” I say quietly.
“No, baby,” he whispers. “The thoughts of you in my bed tonight is what got to me.” He stands back, and his gaze slowly slides the length of me. He scrubs his face, his gaze full of want. “I need you naked. I need to see all of you.”
My heart jumps. Honest to God, no man has ever looked at me with such need and hunger before. I reach for the hem of my t-shirt and pull it over my head. Jaxon’s eyes latch onto my breasts, my nipples hard and visible though the lace bra. A quake moves through me as he sheds his own t-shirt and reaches for the button on his jeans. He strips quickly, and I take him in. I’ve never seen a more beautiful man.
“Keep going,” he orders in a soft tone. I grip the sides of my yoga pants, give a little extra wiggle to my hips as I shimmy them down my legs. He breathes deeply, and points at my panties. “Give me them.”
I slide them down, slowly lift one foot and then the other. He holds one hand out, and I toss them to him. He rubs the material between his thumb and finger. “So nice and wet for me.”
“Jaxon,” I groan, desperate for his touch.
“Spread your legs, show me that wet pussy.”
OMG.
I widen my legs, and he comes close to me, dropping to his knees before me. “Open up babe, let me see.”
I reach down and spread my wet lips, and his hot breath washes over my clit as he groans in delight. How is it this man makes me feel so important, like I’m the most beautiful, desirable woman in the world?
He flicks his tongue out to taste me, and my legs go weak as he circles my clit. I moan and reach for him when he goes back on his heels.
“On the bed,” he says, and I practically run across the room. His chuckle reaches my ears. I take in his beauty as he comes toward me, his hand on his cock.
“Like what you see?” he asked.
“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “This is way better than in the movie you sent me.”
“Open your legs, touch yourself for me.”
Eager to see his reaction, I slide my hand down to stroke my sopping wet sex.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he whispers, as he rubs his cock harder. I briefly close my eyes, and tilt my head back as pleasure races through me. “Feel good, Rach?” he asks, his voice so soft, and sweet my eyes open.
“Yes,” I murmur, and apply more pressure to my clit.
He drops to his knees by the bed, grips my legs and pulls until their dangling. He shimmies in closer, positioning himself between my legs.
