“Don’t do anything I didn’t tell you to do. Don’t think, unless I give you the thought.” I nod, but it’s not good enough. “I need verbal confirmation. Understand?”
Gah. Who knew bossiness could be so damn arousing?
“Yes.”
“Good. Open your legs wider.”
The music starts once I comply. Two Weeks by FKA twigs Is loud but not deafening. I feel the first few notes of the bass reverberates through my body. My already tight nipples silently beg for his attention. The blindfold successfully shields me from knowing Jason’s exact location. I feel his warmth as his body moves over mine. I want to touch him, but I don’t because he hasn’t told me I can. He pushes my legs open farther for me to accommodate him being on top. The head of his erection rubs against my belly. It’s damp and the knowledge makes me wetter.
The woman begins to sing soft, airy, and seductively over the almost aggressive beat. The tips of his fingers ghost over my lips then they’re gone.
I whimper my disappointment but he shushes me, then whispers, “Taste.”
Jason’s tongue teases the parted seam of my lips just as I hear the singer says something aboutthirst. He gently clasps my jaw as he deepens his kiss. This kiss is not possessive and demanding like the others. It’s exploratory and delicious. It’s an oral seduction. My center aches for him, dying to feel all of him again, but then his lips are gone.
My skin’s alight with anticipation. I can feel him. His beard tickles my cheek, and I find myself throwing my head back and gasping in pleasure when his teeth connect with my collarbone the moment the lady sings the wordhigh.The beat intensifies for that moment, adding to the surprise pleasure.
He’s gone again, making it impossible to know what he’ll do next.
Did she just say motherfucker?
“Oh,” I moan in unison with her nexthighbecause Jason nips my left nipple then grazes it with his tongue and teeth.
“Feel,” I hear him warn.
My skin pebbles, causing me to shiver when the tips of his fingers slide between the valley of my breasts and down almost to my belly. His touch disappears and restarts down my right side to my hip; however, when the lady singshighagain, his teeth sink into the opposite hip.
I groan, and my hips buck, trying to participate.
“No,” his single word is growled, making the denial far more arousing than it should.
My body is strung so tight with want, that I’m not sure how much more of Jason’s teasing, and the sexy song making me feel things through its vibrations, I can take.
Jason moves again, and I stop trying to guess. I’m never right. His mouth is near my ear.
“Touch,” he tells me before the second verse begins.
His hands wrap around my wrists and raise my hands to his face. The beard tickles my palms. Jason guides my hands down his chest; his hard pecs flex under my touch as he emits a low moan. I feel every hard ridge of his pecs, then abs, as he takes my hand on a tactile tour of his body. I press harder, wanting to feel all or him and etch the memory of his perfection into my brain.
The beat changes, and I know what’s coming. I don’t know what he’ll do, but I know it’ll be something to shock and pleasure me like the otherhighs.
Jason pushes one hand lower while he pulls the other upward. Whenhighis sung this time, I whimper when he simultaneously begins nipping and kissing the sensitive skin inside my wrist, while wrapping my other hand around his hard, silky erection. My core clenches with need. His tongue teasing such a sensitive area, while my hand strokes the part of him I want more than anything, is the hottest yet most frustrating thing I’ve ever experienced.
The teasing ends just as abruptly as he started, but I forgave him when he sucked the opposite nipple on the nexthigh. He eases off again, and I lose him for a second. I want to protest. I know the rules. Plus, I can tell the nexthighis going to—
“Fuck!” I moan as I grip the sheets.
Jason’s bearded face has found my inner thigh; each kiss sends a rush of warmth to my lower belly. I suck back a tear. He’s gone again. I feel a new nip, and his hot, wet tongue sliding against my opposite hip. His random kisses are beginning to linger. I leave my legs open as far as possible when his fingers start to tease my inner thighs; his fingertips start near the apex of my thighs and slowly slide toward my need. I’m doing my best not to squirm as my juices flow. The song’s tempo changes; the more aggressive bass has pleasure swirling low in my belly.
It’s on the tip of my lips. I’m ready to beg, but I don’t get a chance. Jason’s expert tongue slides up my slit. The sound I make falls between a moan and a sigh. Everything throbs for him. His thumbs spread my lips as he continues oral perfection. I’ve never been this into the moment, feeling and wanting everything the guy is giving me. My body is tingling like it did last night. A knot in my lower belly is tightening.
It’s a hot tension and more pleasurable the tighter it becomes. My body is dying to get to the other side.
It reminds me of…Ahhhhh!
Jason jars me out of the thought with a smack to my inner thigh.
“Only me,” he demands.
