“Open your eyes, Tasha. Let me see you,” he demanded as he stilled inside her.
She responded immediately making him smile. He began to gently rock inside and against her as he reached down and began rolling her nipples between his finger and thumb pushing her even closer to what felt like a glorious orgasm.
“Oh God, James, please don’t stop,” she cried.
“I won’t stop, baby. I want you like this all night. I love to see you this way, knowing I’m the only one who does this to you.”
As she felt she was almost at the point of no return she rolled her eyes and shut them briefly.
“Let me see you, Tasha. Look at me when you come, baby. I like to watch you and I like you to see me watching you,” he told her.
She opened her eyes again and the sight of him over her, watching her and her inability to take her eyes off him was more than she could take and she was suddenly bucking, almost convulsing beneath him crying out to him, “Oh James, I love you, please don’t stop.”
When she’d come down from the burst of euphoria he was still moving gently inside her and kissing her ear, then her neck and shoulder. She was shocked to feel another orgasm building so soon and as it gathered pace it felt even more powerful than the first. A look of disappointment spread across her face as he withdrew from her, but her disappointment was short lived as he traced a path with his lips and his tongue down her body, her chest, breasts, torso, abdomen and then her naval. He dipped his tongue into her naval and for no logical reason she could fathom she felt the sensation between her legs making her squeeze her thighs together tightly. He continued until his face reached her mound and pubic region where he gently licked her, whilst at the same time he pressed down firmly with the flat of his hand. His hand maintained a constant pressure while his tongue travelled south until he was lapping against her and then his tongue curled slightly to probe her, resulting in an even more intense orgasm than the previous one making her cry out incoherently this time.
This was how the night continued. It was as if Jim was on a one man mission to pleasure her over and over, like he had that night in London when she’d literally begged him to stop. He didn’t. He continued until she was almost ready to lose control completely. His pace was slightly gentler tonight and the talking wasn’t quite so forceful, although he was still telling her exactly what he wanted from her and what he was going to do to her and when. She really loved the dialogue, it was a real turn on for her and as he continued she could feel yet another orgasm within her ready to be released, but suddenly her mind wondered and she found herself questioning whether this was something he always did, talked to them, them being the other Mrs Mayburys and the also rans. Did he talk them through it, step by step? Suddenly she was back to the present, thrashing around again, swearing this time as she struggled to cope with the intensity of it, but at least she didn’t cry, much to her relief. She felt Jim withdraw then wrap himself around her.
Chapter 29
They lay motionless, breathing deeply and loudly for a few moments until Tasha attempted to get up.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jim smiled across at her.
“To the bathroom.”
“But we haven’t finished, honey. This is just an interval.”
“I gathered that we hadn’t finished,” she said as she rolled towards him. “After all, I think I am up to about six orgasms to your zero. So, give me a moment and I’ll be back to rectify that for you.” She grinned before licking her lips seductively, backing away.
“No can do, baby.” He quickly pulled her back towards him, holding her tightly.
“What?” Tasha was confused as to why he was preventing her from moving.
“What, what?” he asked in reply.
“I meant what did you mean when you said,no can do, baby?” She fidgeted until she had moved into a half sitting position.
“Ah, I see. What I meant was that you couldn’t come back and rectify my lack of an orgasm because I’m not letting you go, honey.”
“But I have to,” she protested, making him laugh at her unsuccessful attempts to break free from his grip. “James, please I really need to pee.”
“How badly?” he asked with a darkening expression.
“Really badly.” Her voice came out a little whiny.
“Don’t whine, Natasha. That could ruin the mood, honey. Now forget about the bathroom and let me make you come again.” He gently flipped her onto her stomach and lay down next to her, partially across her back.
“James, I can’t,” she shouted as she began to kick her legs.
“Stop it.”
“James, please I am going to pee myself if I don’t go soon.”
“No, you’re not,” he spoke calmly, gently stroking the length of her legs, knowing what he planned on doing would bring her nothing but pleasure. There really was no need for her to resist this.
“You won’t pee unless you continue debating this, baby. I’m cashing in my prize, Tasha so no bathroom and no kicking.”
“What prize?” asked Tasha, confused, but she did remain still once Jim gave her a little distance.
