I trailed my other hand down to my pussy, sliding two fingers inside. “Why don’t you tell me what you’d want?”
He sucked air through his teeth as he put his head back, eyes remaining on me. Then he bent over me, his hand on his cock skimming my stomach. “I’d want you screaming my name when you come on my cock, my tongue. I want to brand you with my cum, claim you with my cock. No one else. And when you come for me, you’ll belong to me. Because now that you’re with me, you’re never faking again.”
I whimpered, his words turning me on more. “What about if I come for you now? Will I be yours?”
“Not yet, honey. You’ll come when I say so. And when you do, you’re gonna look at me. I need to know how gorgeous you are when you come.”
My nipples felt tighter as his words washed over me, my breasts heavier. All I wanted was more, and him, and now. I could have easily reached out to touch him, but I liked the game we were playing. “What did you think about when you jacked off to me?”
He hummed. “I thought about what your breath would feel like on my neck. Whether I’d smell like you when we were done. Whether you’d be a little brat or a good girl. Whether you’d letDaddy take control or take matters into your own hands. How that hot, tight little pussy would feel gripping my cock.”
“Ben,” I whined.
“That’s it, baby. Beg for it. I’m gonna let you have it, but you’ve gotta show me you want it.”
Where had Demanding Jess gone? When did I become so submissive? Why was it turning me on so much? A rush of moisture coated my hand, his face going to a thrilled surprise.
“Ben,” I squeaked. “Did I just squirt?”
“Fuck yeah you did, honey,” he growled. “Now you’re gonna come for me. Eyes on me and tell me who’s turning you on.”
My eyes squeezed shut, but I remembered to open them as my edge inched closer. With a final twitch of my fingers, I came, hard, his name falling from me.
Ben nodded with the greatest admiration in his eyes. “That’s my girl.”
“Come on my tits,” I pleaded. “I need it.”
“You got it, baby. Sit up a little for me.”
He knelt over me as I sat up on my elbows. The fierce motion of his hand and his abs flexing told me he was close.
“Fuck, I could go again,” I gritted out. “You’re so hot, Ben.”
“Do it, Jessie,” Ben said. “Be a good girl and come when I do.”
Before reaching for my pussy again, I pulled my breasts fully out of my bra. Ben’s breathing quickened and his eyes went wide.
“Say my name, too,” I said. “If I’m yours, you’re mine.”
“I’ve been yours, Jessie.” With a yell that was something like my name, a hot spurt hit my chest, followed by a few more. Ben panted over me, running his finger through the mess on my tits. I looked down to see what he was doing and found the word “MINE” written there. In his cum.
I whimpered his name.
“You’re mine now, Jessalyn. You’re so fucking beautiful and you’re mine. Don’t you be scared of it. I’ve got you in every way, honey.”
I’d never had someone go all in so hard in my life. Mikey didn’t hesitate to call me his own. And he said he’dbeenmine. He was putting me first.
Could anything be hotter? To be so wholly desired?
Holding his gaze, I dragged my fingers through his cum and rubbed it onto my peaked nipple, then into my clit. He kissed my neck as I touched myself, whispering in my ear how gorgeous I am. It was then that I fell over the edge again.
“You did so good, honey. I love seeing you lose control.”
My eyes flitted all over his exposed skin, feeling self-conscious realizing I’d just orgasmed twice, and squirted, in front of someone new. “We did that.”
“We did. It was really fucking hot.” He bent down and kissed me. “Stay here. I’ll get you cleaned up.”
I scooted to the top of the bed and looked down at the mess we’d made. Ben came back in the room in just his boxer briefs and an ear-to-ear smile. He used a warm washcloth to wipe first my pussy, then my breasts. His face faltered to a more polite smile.
