Enamored: The Submissive Mistress (Special Double-Length Episode) (The Erotic Adventures of Jane in the Jungle) Read Online Free PDF Page A

heavy, thick and straining in her hands, and she felt a responding pulse of awareness between her legs. No , she told herself fiercely.
    Darkdale watched as she took him into her mouth, groaning low and deep when her lips closed around him. She tasted him: salty and musky, crisp and male, sliding his hot, hard length deep into the back of her throat.
    He shuddered a little, his thighs trembling beneath her arms as she propped them on top of them and worked his thick length in and out, deeper, shallower, then impossibly deeper. The sounds he made, the taste and feel of the rod that had so recently given her pleasure, had lust traveling through her own body.
    As she worked him, her mouth tight, her lips wet and full from the friction, Jane felt the flutter in her belly growing more intense, and the hot lick of lust moving to her hard little clit. It pulsed and throbbed, and her quim grew wet and more swollen, ready to be filled by the cock she sucked and licked and swallowed.
    Her breasts were tight and her sensitive nipples brushed against his spread legs as she moved, and after a moment he reached forward to touch them. Jane gasped around his cock as pleasure shot through her; he pinched and tweaked, massaged and rolled the sensitive tips until she was fairly writhing against him. Juices trickled from her quim, and she was tight and hard and swollen as she sucked and sucked, faster and faster.
    Darkdale suddenly stilled, then grabbed her by the head as he jammed himself up into the back of her throat. Jane gagged and coughed as he spurted into her mouth, hot and thick and salty. She felt the soft little shudders of his orgasm as he emptied into her mouth, and his firm hands held her in place as she swallowed his seed.
    When he at last released her head, she pulled away, breathing heavily, her body humming and taut, ready and unfulfilled.
    “Lick me clean,” he said, settling back into his seat, whiskey back in hand again.
    Jane moved forward to him once more, lifting his slick, softening cock and gently sucking and licking the last bit of salty ejaculate from it. She still quivered, for the scent of him, the musk and the pungent smell of sex, filled her nostrils and the heat of his body radiated against hers.
    When she was finished, she released his now-flaccid cock and sat back on her haunches. Her sex throbbed, and she pressed her knees together in order to find some bit of relief for her pulsing clit, but thwack!
    Jane gave a surprised shriek and reared back as the crop came down suddenly, just missing her shoulder.
    “You will have no pleasure, no satisfaction without my permission,” he snapped. “Keep your knees apart, Jane. I will not tell you again.”
    She bowed meekly, and now her little pip seemed even harder and more engorged, her juices even more slippery and abundant. Her breasts were tight and sensitive, nipples thrusting toward him in an ignored invitation.
    Darkdale looked at her for a moment. “Spread your legs wider. I want to see your hot, red pussy.”
    Jane scooted her knees apart, and felt her quim swell even more, thickening and pulsing…ready. Very ready. Dripping.
    Please. Oh, please…
    “Lift your hips. You may rest back on your hands. I want to see your pussy. Is it ready for me?”
    Oh yes. Dripping. And ready. But Jane refused to speak those words aloud. Instead, she did as directed, positioning so her hips were as high as possible and lifted toward him as she levered back on her hands.
    “Hmm. Perhaps it would be best if you turned around.” He sounded amused, and aroused. “And get on your hands and knees…” His voice was low and dusky. “Show yourself to me.”
    Jane’s clit pulsed in response, lust stabbing her deep and low. Then she positioned herself as directed, her arse facing him, her knees spread apart.
    “Lovely. Absolutely lovely,” he purred. The sound of his voice—the low, velvety timbre of it—made her throb even more.
    She heard him moving, sensed him rising