touching the bedpost. Bella gasped
out loud, feeling more exposed than she’d ever been in her life, as her pussy
and ass were displayed completely to his devouring gaze.
“It’s so very wet,” he said on an
almost famished sigh, right before he bent his head and lay his tongue flat
against her hairless slit. Bella held herself as still as she could for as long
as she could – but it was pointless.
Jason was too skillful, too hungered
to be ignored. He rolled and dipped and toyed with her pussy, thumbing her clit
while his tongue danced from that erect fuck button and then down to her
swollen, dripping folds. By this time Bella was straining against her
restraints, hating herself so much for loving every minute of it. He
fingered-pounded her, shoving as many as three in at one point and driving them
in piston-style. Moments later, Bella came, screeching out as her whole frame
curved right off the bed like she’d been shot.
He watched as she shuddered her way
back down to earth, his gaze so dark it was like onyx now. This time when he
smiled it was not so mocking, yet no less triumphant.
“Looks like someone’s having fun
after all.”
“You bastard,” she bit out softly,
her own eyes gleaming bright. “When are you going to get me out of these
binds?”
“Until I can be sure you’re not
going to scratch my eyes out, at least,” he drawled, moving back from the bed.
He started to methodically rid himself of his clothes: his open-necked white
dressed shirt, which fit as snugly as his dark, stylish flat-front trousers. He
chucked those off, and Bella could only stare at the bulge she could see in his
boxer briefs as he stuck his thumb into the bands in readiness to pull them
down, as well.
He saw her wide-eyed look, and
grinned wolfishly. “You could say I’ve been carrying more than a torch around
for you these past four years,” he confessed with ironic humor. “I’ve never
wanted anyone this bad in my life…and yet, even now I’m worried that those
three nights are just not going to be enough. Once I get inside you, I may
never want to come out again…”
Bella bit on her lip in half dismay,
half grudging admiration as finally, she got to see all of him. His broad,
toned shoulders, his well defined pecs and abs…He kicked away his underwear and
stood proudly in front of the bed, his cock pole straight with dark curls
nestled jealously at the base. The balls hung hard and heavy, and she had to
quell the urge to lick at her lips in helpless anticipation. Her pussy still
dripped with her juices, and even now their inner walls clenched in hunger to
be filled by that magnificent, purple-headed cock rearing so proudly before
her.
He joined her on the bed, coming to
kneel by her head with his hand fisting his cock. She felt the smooth
marble-like tip against her lips, and she turned her head away half angrily.
Only to cry out in pain when she felt his fingers dig into her hair, tugging
her face back. “Take it, Bella,” he ordered softly yet with a layer of steel that
made her sob soundlessly. Her mouth seemed to part of its own accord, her
nostrils flaring in awareness of the deliciously hot, musky scent of him, so
fresh and so arousing. How she hated herself for submitting to his hard
dominance. Bella wrapped her lips around his thickly veined shaft and hated
herself again, for telling herself at once that he tasted so fucking good.
He let go of her hair, and busied
his hands with stroking her breasts and between her parted thighs, even as his
hips thrust into her face. Even with her own hands tied out of the way, Bella
managed to make good use of her lips and tongue, giving his erect dick endless
lollipop licks around the swollen cap and along the timber-like shaft. She
heard him moan again and again, but wasn’t sure if the sounds were coming from
his throat or hers, because soon she was sucking hard on him, taking more and
more of his inches and never easing up from the pleasure of it. Once or