Bree looks down at me, as she hungrily gyrates on my fingers. The lyrics are about being a student, and I feel the timing of Janet’s words, and her actions, are a silent request from Bree. She whimpers when I grab my dick and jerk it a few times to spread my wetness.
“Get on.”
I don’t need to say much more because Bree doesn’t hesitate to impale herself. Her eagerness, and the wetness of her perfect pussy, has me moaning harder than I anticipated.
“Oh, Jason. It’s like I can’t get enough of having you inside me,” she confesses between moans. “You’re so deep right now.”
I pull her into a hard kiss as she undulates her hips to find her rhythm. I end the kiss by biting the apex where her neck and shoulder meet, then once more, on her collarbone.
“Why do you bite me?” Her lidded eyes tell me she doesn’t mind.
“Breadcrumbs.”
“Breadcrumbs?”
“Yes.” I grab her ass to make her work harder. “I like leaving you little reminders of how I fucked you.”
Her growl is sexy as she grabs my hair and grinds harder. “Don’t hold back. Do your worst, Daddy.”
I pause for a moment because her words mess me up. Janet Jackson is a bad influence. I’m sure I’ve been called ‘Daddy’ before, but off Bree’s lips, it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve heard. She hums when my dick twitches inside of her.
I grab her jaw and pull her closer until our lips almost touch. “You seem to like testing me, Bree.” Her tongue juts out to lick my lips further goading me. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Fuck, she’s driving me crazy.
Her eyes light with excitement when my hand slips down to her throat. Adding pressure, I pull her close and nip her bottom lip. My free hand digs into her hip.
“Still interested?”
One of her hands grabs my wrist and the other my shoulder.
“Yes, please.”
Leaning forward, I lift her a little, then plunge into her hard and steal her breath. I push her away until I’m supporting her by her neck, her grip tightens on my wrist and shoulder, her nails digging into my skin. It makes me hotter. She wraps a leg around my waist while I hold the other damn near midair to use as leverage. I push back into her hard and slow, picking up the pace until she’s moaning with Janet. When the song ends, she’s at the mercy of the pace of my choosing. I give her everything she thinks she craves by testing her thresholds. I fuck her to the point of pain, then bring her back to pleasure, switching between the two, with no distinct pattern, until her eyes roll back.
Bree’s leg starts trembling. I can’t stop no matter what my burning abs say. The first sign of tremors, urge me on until she yells. “Oh, God. Oh, Jason. Fuuuck! Now, I’m privy to Bree experiencing the biggest orgasm of her life. I feel the warm liquid slide down my dick.
“Fuck, baby did you feel yourself gushing?” I’m still going, feeling as if I’ll die if I don’t cum inside of her. “You like being my dirty girl, don’t you?”
“I love it,” she whispers, weak from her orgasm.
“Good. I’m about to fill your pussy up with my cum to leave you a souvenir of how you like to be fucked.”
Pulling her back to me, I scour her mouth with mine until my own release threatens to make me pass out. She whimpers when I fill her. I fall back on the chair rest, and she follows, plopping her head on my damp chest as we gasp for breath.
What the fuck did we do?
Something has shifted inside of me, but I close my eyes to fight against it.
I didn’t plan this.
15
Bree
Iwake up disoriented, and it takes me a moment to realize where I’m at.
