Jase, Fields, J. [story reading TXT] 📗

one who surrounds it. I want to fucking own you and for you to allow it, because God knows you already own me.” Jase grabbed my face and his eyes were burning, “When I have been kicked in the balls all week and I feel like my world is crumbling around me and have to force myself to be fucking strong, I need you to let me fall into you.”

“And only me,” my voice trembled.

“No one else, ever.”

He kissed me, starting on my cheek. Sweetly, adoringly, lovingly, he kissed my nose, my forehead and then my lips. His lips covered mine surrounding them, gently sucking them. His tongue licked my lips and then stroked my tongue. I really didn’t mean to but I moaned and he pulled back and clenched his teeth.

His eyes were glazed and hooded, “I am going to take you and you’re going to let me.” His hand ran down my back and he squeezed my ass hard as he lifted me onto the table. He kissed me hard and then stepped back, closed his eyes, and groaned before he walked out of the room.

I will not speak, I will not speak, I will not speak, I told myself over and over again. I did not want to mess this up by saying the wrong thing.

Jase opened the door and I looked behind him, the shop was dark. He walked up to me as he pulled his thermal shirt over his head. I noticed he had a new tattoo running up his left side, it was all black and I was about ready to ask him if I could see it when he kissed me and started to unbutton my blouse. He removed it and my bra and stood back looking at me as he undid his jeans and pulled them down along with his black boxer briefs. He was absolutely beautiful. He lifted me up and held me against him as he unzipped my skirt and pushed it down. My breasts rubbed against his and they burned, they were heavy and my nipples were so hard it was almost painful.

He snapped the strings on my underwear and sat me back on the table. He pulled my knees apart and rubbed his rock hard cock against me. He licked his lips and kissed me moving from my lips to my neck, as he continued to rub himself up and down me. He took my breast in his mouth: sucking at first, it was gentle, and he moved to the next and did the same. When I moaned, he bit down and groaned against my chest. He moved down my stomach and then licked an imaginary line between my hips and then down. He stroked his tongue from back to front over and over groaning as his tongue dipped deeper and deeper into me. My hands gripped the edge of the table and I felt the warmth deep inside me begin to burn and spread throughout me before it was radiating throughout my entire being.

He kissed my thighs and up my stomach.

He licked his lips, “So fucking good,” he growled, and grabbed my face and kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips, “I could do that to you all night long,” his finger circled around my clit, and then he lowered it and pushed it deep inside me. I felt myself clench around him. “So fucking tight,” he laid me down kissing me and he slipped another finger in. He bit his lip and his nostril flared.

When I finally couldn’t hold back the noises brewing deep inside my chest, he pulled his fingers out and grabbed his pants and pulled a silver foiled package out of his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth. My knees pulled tightly around his hips, the burn was too much. He slid the condom down him and pulled the end out, and grabbed me behind the knees bringing my heels up around him. He leaned over and nipped my pebbled nipples and my legs fell open impudently-- I swear I had nothing to do with it. He rubbed himself across my clit and I whimpered. I opened my tightly closed eyes and he was flush and his pecks flexed as he pushed into me. My mouth opened and I silently yelled.

“I need to hear you Baby, don’t hold back on me,” he pushed deeper and I clenched my teeth, embarrassed by what may come out of my mouth. I watched as his hips gyrated slowly and his jaw clenched, he was holding back. One hand kneaded my breast as the other held my ankles together behind his back.

I let out a whimper followed by a deep moan as his thumb grazed my clit and he pushed in further. His hips circled, “Fuck Baby you feel. So. Fucking. Good. Your tight little pussy is fucking squeezing the life out of me.” He squeezed my breast, and my hips pushed into him and I whimpered. “I need more Baby, let me give you more.”

“Yes,” I finally breathed out, “Yes, please,” I whimpered and he closed his eyes and pushed harshly into me. It was painful until he swayed his hips and hit something deep inside me. My whole body tensed.

“That’s it Baby, cum for me,” he moved back slowly and then back in. Each thrust took my breath away and pleasure surround me so intensely that I had no way of controlling what came out of my mouth.. until I finally felt my body start to relax.

I could never have imagined this, this, “So, good,” I whimpered and my hips met his.

He hissed and pulled me up and kissed me as he thrust in and out of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my tongue licked his: praising him, tasting him, enjoying his body more than I ever felt humanly possible. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him and as if it were even possible,