The sound of my name — my real name — on his lips was like an aphrodisiac, and a fresh surge of wet heat filled my pussy as he dragged out and thrust back in.
“Think you can drink me up?”
“Uh-huh,” I said around his dick. I’d never had a guy come in my mouth before but I was more than ready to try with Jagger. I wanted to make him feel as good as he’d made me feel, but I was surprised to find that I alsolikedhaving his dick in my mouth.
He groaned, thrusting faster into my mouth, and a minute later I felt the hot squirt of his semen, musky and salty, shoot to the back of my throat.
“Fuck yes,” he grunted. “Fuck… Swallow it down, pretty girl.”
I swallowed every drop as he continued to thrust, his movements slowing until he was finally still.
He stroked my head. “That was so fucking good.Sofucking good.”
He pulled out of my mouth and repositioned himself next to me, his body pressed to mine.
I felt him working the cuffs around my wrists as he freed them one at a time.
“Hang on,” he said. “I want to hit these lights before I take that blindfold off. The light is going to feel like a lot at first.”
I felt his shifting weight on the bed, heard the soft shuffle of blankets and sheets.
And then his hands were on my head, pulling off the blindfold.
I blinked, surprised to find myself in the darkness of Jagger’s room even though he’d told me he was going to turn off the lights.
He tucked me into the crook of his arm and looked down at me with an expression I couldn’t name. “Hi.”
“Hi.” I didn’t know why I felt shy now when not long ago he’d had his face buried in my pussy, but there was something strangely intimate, sweet even, about the way he held me in the dark, the way he was looking down at me after what we’d done together.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
I thought about it. Thought about being demure, telling him I felt fine. That what we’d done had been nice.
But none of that came close to the truth. Because the truth was, I felt awake for the first time maybe ever, my body humming with possibility.
“Like I want to ride you like a horse.”
His laughter was surprisingly big and loud in the moment before he laid his hand against my cheek.
“I like the sound of that.” He ran his thumb over my lower lip, his blue eyes shining in the dark. “And I promise I’m going to take you up on it.”
“Why didn’t you do it tonight? I…” I sighed. “I wanted you to.”
“It’s going to be better our way. Trust me. And believe me when I say there’s nothing I want more than to fuck you too.”
I lowered my eyes. “Is it because of Bram? Is that why you haven’t done it yet?”
I heard the bitterness in my voice. I just wanted a place — one place — where I could be something other than Bram’s little sister.
“Look at me, Cassie.” Jagger tipped my head and I met his gaze. “This isn’t about Bram. Although I will say it’s a bit of a buzzkill to talk about your psychopathic big brother after you suck my dick.”
“He’s not a psychopath,” I said. “He’s just…”
Jagger’s mouth quirked in a wry smile. “Misunderstood?”
“Well… yeah.”
“Okay, but let’s not talk about your misunderstood, psychopathic big brother in bed, deal?” I nodded and he continued. “The important thing is that you know we’re going to play, and we’re going to play our way, and none of it is going to be about Bram.”
