“Stand at the foot of the bed and strip. No sitting. Eyes on me. Every stitch of clothing off.”
I inhale a quick nervous breath and begin following orders. Taking my clothes off one item at a time as he holds me in place with his hot hazel stare.
“Now what?” I breathe heavily.
“Stop being greedy.”
He opens his zipper and pulls out his massive cock, stroking it slowly as he stares me down.
“I know you want this dick, but you’ve got to wait for it.”
His dirty words make my skin warm.
Especially my cheeks.
“You’re a beautiful girl and you’re all mine. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“Touch your tits for me.”
I follow his instructions, but my pussy starts to ache as I do.
“I rented us this room because it’s what you deserve. Do you know how much I hate touching you in my dorm room?”
“No.”
I didn’t know that.
“When I become a pro baller, this is what life will be like with meall the time. You will only have the best.”
“Okay.”
“Can you see a future like that, Willow?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good. Now keep one hand on your tit and slide the other down to your pussy. Do you feel how wet you are?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Jackson.”
“Shit.” He rubs himself harder. “I love it when you call me by may government name.”
“Now, slide a finger inside of your pussy for me, Willow. Show me that you’re ready for this.”
“Ohhh!”
I’m slightly bent forward as I work my finger inside of myself. It feels exquisite. Better than when I’ve done things like this by myself.
“Stand up. I can’t see you.”
“But–“
“No buts, figure it out.”
