Page 64 of Dark Notes, Volume Two

“Spread those thighs, baby. Let me see what belongs to me.”

I kneel beside her, and push her one leg back. Leaning over her I press my face to her pussy and inhale.

“Fuck Angel.”

It’s an awkward angle because I’m not sure this thing can handle my additional weight. I’ll make do.

Pressing soft kisses against her clit, she whimpers and I know it’s not enough. I’ll give her more but I want her to be begging for it. I give her one quick lash of my tongue, and she grabs my head and pushes my face against her skin.

“Jett, please. It’s been too long, stop fucking around.”

I chuckle against her, “Beg for it, Angel.”

Glancing up, I spot the glare on her face and again give her a soft peck against her clit.

“I’m not hearing begging yet, Angel,” I taunt.

“Please. Alright? Please, Jett, please.” She whimpers like my needy little slut.

I press a kiss against her between each of my words.

Kiss. “Please.” Kiss. “What.” Kiss. “Angel.”

Grabbing a fistful of my hair she yanks my head back and screams at me.

“Lick my fucking pussy, Jett or I swear to God!”

I feign shock, “Such a filthy fucking mouth for an angel.”

Sliding my tongue in circles on her clit she relaxes with a moan. I wish I could see her better, but I’ll have to settle for listening to her breaths get heavier.

Pushing two fingers inside her, she begs again.

“I need pain. Please.”

I’m not sure what’s going on to make her need that right now, but I won’t argue either. I bite down on her clit and she unravels below me, bucking her hips up as she cries out in pleasure.

“Good girl, Angel. My fucking good girl.”

I move to the end of the lounge chair, “Come here.”

Does she fucking crawl to the end of it? Fuck yes she does. It takes an incredible amount of self control not to come in my pants.

Hell, this woman is going to kill me by turning me on.

Helping her down, I nearly lose my mind when she kneels on the pavement.

“Angel, you’re going to hurt your knees.”

Mia takes my cock in her hand and stares up at me with a gaze that lights my entire body on fire.

“This is what I want, Rockstar. Are you going to give me what I want?” She purrs.

I slide my hand into the side of her hair, and hold her head gently, “You can have whatever you want, baby.”

Holding my cock up, she slides her tongue up my shaft from my balls to the tip eliciting a deep moan from me.

“Did you think about this when we were apart, Jett? Did you touch yourself like I did?”