“I guess this means that you want me to get dressed and leave,” Haley said, having absolutely no intention of leaving until he was hers.
He hesitated, making her smile. “Yes.”
“That’s a damn shame,” Haley said, reaching up between her breasts and undoing the front clasp. She held the cups together as she studied him. He couldn’t seem to stop shifting in his chair or take his eyes off her.
“What is?” Jason asked distractedly.
“Well, what if I don’t want it to be over?” Haley asked, slowly peeling away each cup, revealing her breasts.
Jason cursed softly as she let the bra drop to the floor. “You don’t care,” she started to ask as she spread her legs to give him a better view of what waited for him, “if another man touches me?”
She watched as a large muscle in his clenched jaw twitched while she absently ran her fingertips over her breasts and down her stomach.
“No, I don’t,” he bit out coldly.
“Really?” she asked, turning around so that she could lean over the table and grab the Tupperware bowl she’d brought with her. She looked over her shoulder and bit back a smile when she caught Jason licking his lips hungrily as he ran his eyes over her bottom.
“I guess, then I should tell you that Mark, the new biology teacher, asked me out tomorrow night. Dinner at his house,” Haley said offhandedly, popping the top of the container as she watched his reaction.
His eyes snapped up to hers and she couldn’t help but notice all the muscles in his neck and chest were strained.
“It’s none of my business,” Jason ground out.
She picked up the bowl, turned back around, and knelt down in front of him.
“What the hell are you doing?” Jason asked, shifting nervously.
Haley pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she placed the bowl on the floor. She reached over and pulled his boxer briefs down, releasing his rather angry-looking erection. She resisted the urge to run her fingers down it.
“There, that looks more comfortable,” Haley murmured as she picked up the bowl again.
“Oh, God...is that buttercream frosting?” Jason asked in a strangled voice
“Mmmhmm,” Haley said, dipping her finger in the frosting and making a show of licking it off. “Mmmm.” She dipped her finger in the delicious frosting again. “I believe I owe you,” she said, reaching up and smearing the frosting over one of his nipples.
He hissed in a breath when she leaned over and licked it off. “The deal was that I licked an entire bowl off of you,” Jason said between clenched teeth.
“But this is so much more fun,” Haley said, scooping up more frosting. She gave him a sly smile as she reached over and smeared the frosting over the underside of his hard cock. “A lot more fun.”
Jason groaned long and loud at the first swipe of her tongue. Christ, it was a lot more fun than he’d imagined. Granted, it would be a lot more fun to lick it off her breasts and off her little round bottom. He watched as Haley traced her tongue over his cock, slowly licking off the buttercream frosting.
He should stop this. It wasn’t right to lead her to believe that he’d stick around, but when she took the tip in her mouth and sucked hard, he couldn’t do anything more than moan.
She took her time licking him clean, clearly enjoying herself. Finally, when she’d licked off all the frosting, she released his cock with a loud pop. With a soft grip, she ran her hand down his length.
“You’d be fine with me doing this for another man?” Haley asked.
His breaths came quicker as he imagined his little grasshopper doing this for anyone else. He couldn’t deal with it. He knew that he’d fucking kill any man that so much as touched her, never mind did this.
Fuck it.
She was his.
He didn’t care if she didn’t love him the way that he loved her. It didn’t matter. He’d more than make up for it. He’d spoil the hell out of her and keep her in orgasmic bliss so that she wouldn’t realize that she was settling.
“No one else touches you, Haley. No. One.”
“What about you?” she asked shyly, rising to her feet.
