my head. Fuck this is hot. I usually hate this part, the grand reveal of my less than adequate body. The look on his face as he watches me and masturbates is enough to inject me with all kinds of crazy confidence. This punk rock Disney prince wants to fuck me, and he wants it bad. Sexual desire kicks insecurity out the back door and I move like a fucking pole dancer.
Hush puts one hand on my shoulder and I watch his perfect face as he resumes his frenzied motion. His eyes are intense, locked on mine, and I feel glorious under his scrutiny. I reach up and cup his balls. I roll them gently in the palm of my hand and feel like the most powerful woman in the world right now, I am the centre of his world. I move forward and open my lips and poke my tongue out as if in communion. He doesn’t shove his cock back in my mouth though. He keeps jerking his rock hard shaft and keeps me a few inches away from it. I know he is going to cover me with his cum at any moment, and I want to help him get there. I take one finger and slide it into my mouth, cover it with hot saliva and the remains of his precum. He draws in a sharp breath and says “You are so fucking sexy, I am going to take my time with you after this, have you sobbing my name by the morning. It will be the only thing you know how to say. I’m gonna have you wiggling underneath me so many times you won’t know where your cunt ends and my cock begins.”
I believe him. I smile, and suck my finger again, adding extra lubrication, and reach around to finger his ass. He tenses when I find his entrance and loosens up as I work my forefinger inside. I cup his ass cheek in my hand and curl my finger at just to right angle to work his prostate. I am dying to have his cum inside of me any way I can, so I open wide and slide my mouth onto his cock once more, pulling him deep into the back of my throat with the finger up his ass. His entire body goes stiff, I can feel his muscles bulge, rock hard, he quivers and I know this is the release. My tension is so high at the moment that I convince myself I can feel his pleasure. Warm waves of orgasm travel from my pussy and I have to concentrate on his twitching cock so I don’t fall back with my eyes rolling in their sockets. He thrusts and grunts his finish, and I moan with him. I already want to sob his name and his cock hasn’t even met my pussy yet. What the fuck have I signed myself up for? I watch his face relax, he rubs his hand over his head and he laughs. I’m so startled I pull away and ask, “What’s so funny?” He doesn’t respond and I’m left there, half naked, cum running down my chin and my finger still up his ass. I reach the point where I’m almost feeling nervous when he looks down again and rubs the top of my head.
“Oh Jade, my fucking God, that was…” he pauses, runs his finger along my jaw line and continues “most definitely not funny. I needed that, it was such a release.” I am relieved and pull my finger slowly from his ass; he reaches down and helps me up.
“I thought you were losing your mind,” I say, “and I didn’t know if that was a good thing.”
“Oh, it is a good thing, and maybe you do make me a little crazy,” he replies and wraps his arms around me. “It’s a very good thing.”
“I need a drink, can I bring you something?” I ask, looking for a reason to go wash my stink finger.
“Vodka?” he asks and I nod yes as I leave. He’s pulling his socks off and heading towards my bed as I shut the door.
I make it to the bathroom without running into Eva and Diesel. The apartment is dark and quiet with just the faint bass of a television from the downstairs neighbor. Mr. McAdams, he must have fallen asleep with the late night news on again. The world feels normal out here, away from Hush. Even with the remains of the X in my veins tingeing the edges of things with a soft light, I can harden myself against the craziness that ensued so far. This is where I normally check the
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