Page 36 of Escape

Jasmine couldn’t hide her little whimpers as I rubbed against her, trailing closer and closer to where I knew she needed me. If I was being honest, I needed her, too. I was still riding the high of our little cam show. And the way she shoved the gun into my mouth and took her power back had me dripping. When she clipped the leash on and claimed me as her own, my heart and clit swelled with pride and I was ready to fulfill my first task as hers.

I kissed her deliciously soft and curved belly, making my way across the hills of her thighs and finally planting a kiss between them over her dress. Her gasp made me look up for permission, but her eyes were squeezed shut, her pillowy lips parted.

Dipping my head under her dress, I repeated my pattern of kissing over her belly and thighs, my mouth watering as I moved closer to her lace panties. I rubbed my nose and cheek over her warm center, pulling more moans from my perfect girl’s lips. As the tangy, sweet scent of her filled my senses, my eyes rolled back. Something feral in me grew, a primal need snapped back into place. I needed to taste her.

As I bit into the front part of her panties, pulling them slightly down, Jasmine lifted the dress to reveal my face and tugged harder on the leash, pulling us back towards the wall. She looked down at me with a molten, dangerous desire as she threw her leg over my shoulder.

She was dripping already. The sight made me want to dive right in and devour, but I’d been waiting for this moment my whole life. I wanted to savor it.

I licked all around her lips, biting and kissing everywhere but the place she really needed me. With an adorable little huff, she wrapped the chain leash around her fist and pulled. My face slammed into her soaking core and the beast was set free.

Dragging my tongue from her entrance to her clit, I was already growling in pleasure. She tasted better than I’d ever imagined. Salty. Sweet. Jasmine. Perfect. Mine.

I didn’t know what was better, the taste of her, the desperate little sounds she made or the stinging feeling of her fingers digging into my hair and pulling me deeper. I followed her lead as she shifted her hips and slid my tongue inside her.

“Fuck, Kel…” Her breathy moans urged me on.

Needing to feel even closer to her, I opened my mouth wider, pushing my face up so my tongue could go as deep as possible. I flicked my tongue inside her, massaging every inch of her silken walls. I knew I had found the spot when the sound of her skull smacking back against the wall was louder than her moans. She gripped my hair tighter, pushing and pulling at the pace she needed.

Thrusting her hips into me, I could feel her swollen, needy clit sliding over my face. I was drunk on her. In heaven. Smashing my face into her even harder so she could use me however she pleased. She took everything she could get, smearing her arousal all over my face as she grew closer to her peak.

“Shit…shit…fuck…” Her words were broken and jagged as they ripped from her chest.

Her thrusting became more frantic. My eyes stayed glued on her the entire time, trying to catch any glimpse of her over the curve of her belly. Whenever her face came into view, I would almost lose my breath at the look on her face.

Not that I wasn’t already losing all my breath between her legs…happily so.

She was truly a goddess above me, blessing me with her holy essence. Her curls bounced around her in a golden brown halo. Her big, doe eyes would flick between me, the ceiling and squeezing shut. Her plump, brown lips stayed parted whether she was moaning, panting or biting at them. Her thighs, belly and still covered breasts swayed with each thrust. I was exactly where I wanted to be. I couldn’t wait to get out of these cuffs and fill my hands with her to worship every inch.

“I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” Her legs tightened around my head. “Gonna come…all over your face…do you…” She looked down at me, beautiful and breathless. “Do you want me to come all over your face, baby?”

I nodded as hard as I could, moaning and eager to have her make a mess of me. She shuddered. Cries spilling from her lips. Her fingers tightened around my hair, her pussy squeezing my tongue as she rode out her pleasure. When she finally came down, I could feel the shaking in her legs.

She planted her hands on my shoulders and leaned over for support. I licked her taste from my lips and gazed up at her. What caught my eye had me pushing up to my feet faster than we both could register.

Chapter 29

Jasmine

I was still processing the most mind-blowing, earth-shattering orgasm I’d ever had in my life when Kel shot to her feet. The sound of hard plastic clattering against the tiles stung my ears as she viciously tore her wrists from behind her back.

I stumbled back as she rose to her full height…she had to be at least 6’4”. Her hands were free, the cuffs lay in shambles on the ground. Her chest was heaving, her face still glistening with my wetness.

She stared at the exposed skin of my chest, right above my breasts. I looked down to where she was looking as her hand delicately raised up and took my gold heart necklace pendant between her fingers. It was the same necklace I’d worn every day since my wedding day. I never took it off. I had almost forgotten it was there. Like it was a part of me.

I watched as Kel studied the smooth surface of the heart, her eyes falling in disappointment. But before she could drop the jewelry back to its spot, I took hold of her wrist and fingers, guiding her to turn the piece around. Her eyes softened when she finally saw the engraved “K”.

“I always had you right here against my heart, where you’ve always belonged,” I whispered as I caressed her cheek with my free hand.

Her eyes glistened with tears and in one fluid movement, she pulled her top up and off her body. She grabbed my hand and placed it at the top of her sports bra and tugged down. There, embedded between her breasts, was a shining, gold heart pendant that matched my own. But hers had a little “J” engraved.

“You are my heart.” Her voice was low and smooth, wrapping me in a velvet embrace as tears welled in my eyes.

Kel had gotten us the matching pendants after saving up for an entire Summer. She climbed into my window early in the morning on the first day of senior year and placed it on my pillow before I woke up. I wore it religiously under my clothes every day up until the day I left her, but I always kept it. On my wedding day, I’d found it while digging through my jewelry box before the ceremony. When I found it at the bottom of the box, my whole world tilted, throwing me off balance and almost sending me bolting for the door.

That day, I’d let go of all hope that I’d ever be happy again, but when the little engraved K sparkled up at me, I knew that if Kel ever came back into my life, I’d be hers. I wore the necklace as a secret prayer. Maybe a manifestation of some sort. At the very least, a sweet reminder that love did exist in the world, even if it wasn’t meant for me.

The tears finally broke free and I crushed myself into her solid body, wrapping my arms around her. She instantly melted into me, wrapping her thickly muscled arms around me and squeezing just enough to make me feel secure. I breathed in her scent, letting the spicy tones ground me. Somehow, my dream had come true. She was here. She was in front of me. She was mine again.