I couldn’t stay strong when she asked me like that. “In control of what, Jas? You’ve been controlling me since the day you walked in here.”
29
Jasmina
HE THOUGHT I WAS in control, but I couldn’t even stop myself from making love to him.
I wanted every part of him, and I wasn’t going to stop now. He cared who’d done this, he’d cared enough to look into it the moment he saw a scratch on my face.
He cared.
And I guess I hadn’t known I was starving for someone to care until I wasn’t anymore, until Callahan gave me exactly what I’d needed.
Controlling how I felt for him was out the window now. He nodded once, his bright blue-green gaze holding mine as he gave me the reins.
If I wanted him, he was going to let me have him.
I moved fast to get the rest of him naked. I had his cock in my hand within two seconds and was yanking his neck down with the other hand so I could kiss him. We moaned as we fell into one another.
I loved that he was hard as a rock, was so ready for me even though I gave him hell half the time. I turned as I kissed him so I could push him down onto the bed, then I was climbing over him fast, wanting to have him back inside of me, where I knew he belonged.
His hands were at my hips right before I could bear down on him, though. “Jas, you’re in control. I’m giving you that. But give me a taste of your pussy first. Let me get my face wet.”
My thighs were already shaking for his cock, but I knew how talented he was with that tongue of his. I crawled up so that my body was right above his face as he laid on his back. I gripped the headboard and said, “Make it worth it, Knight.”
He chuckled, and I heard him breathe in deep as he dragged his lips against my inner thigh and growled, “Sit on my face, Viper. Give me what I want.”
I didn’t even hesitate now. I gave him what I wanted, but also what he wanted too. He thrust his tongue so deep inside me immediately that I was arching on him and moaning his name right away. His hands kneaded my ass cheeks and coaxed me to rock on his face quickly, chasing my first orgasm like I’d gone too long without it.
I had.
The man’s mouth was an expert at making me feel good, and I wanted it daily. I wanted it so much I could hear how I got wetter and wetter against his lips.
“I need this. I need it,” I chanted as I rocked on him harder and harder. He moved one hand over my thigh so he could circle my clit, and I knew I was about to lose it.
My nipples tightened, and his eyes met mine as he moved his other hand between my ass cheeks to graze a hole I never let anyone explore.
He did it without hesitation, and it felt so good that I rolled into the sensation, careening off the edge into ecstasy as I screamed his name.
“It gets better every time.” I couldn’t hide the disbelief in my voice as I scooted down his body and laid on top of him, his cock between my legs, resting right at the entrance of my center. Even though I was completely taken care of, my pussy still clenched for him.
“It’s always going to get better, Jas. And I’m here any time you want it,” he murmured against my hair with a smile. I felt his hands smoothing down my back like he thought we were about to be done.
I hummed and pushed up on my hands so I could straddle him, giving him a smile. “Good. Because I still want you inside me.”
His jaw ticked twice as he looked down at my stomach. “You sure?”
I wiggled over him and lined that pierced tip up with my entrance. “Oh yeah, Callahan.” And then I lifted myself and dropped down fully on his cock, gasping at the pressure and the sweet stretch of him inside me again.
“Fuck,” he said, dragging out the word. And then he held me there for a moment. “You good?”
He was making sure my injuries weren’t painful, but he didn’t have to. There wasn’t pain.
Only wild, hot pleasure.
“Better than good, Callahan. Sure you can still take me as rough as you did the first time?”
“I don’t know if—”