lick every inch of your body until you beg me to
take you. But I will hold back until I’m certain you’re insane with cravings. You’ll cry out for me to take you, and still, I won’t enter your tight, pretty cunt.”
“T-take me. Please.” She moved her hands over her belly and
thighs.
“Not yet. Not until you’re clawing my back, thinking you can’t
take another second of my wicked teasing.”
“G-God!” She leaned back into her pillow, writhing on the bed.
“Tell me, Jessie. Are you good and wet for me?”
She touched her mound and found she was. “Uh-huh.”
Jackson’s breathing was erratic and labored, but he continued his
dirty talk, thrilling her beyond reason. “I’m going to lap up every drop of your sweet cream.”
“G-God! I-I’m close.” Her fingers splayed through her swollen
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pussy.
“Good girl. Touch your clit, now. Think of me.”
She obeyed and pressed on the bundle of nerves. An image of
Jackson on top of her, plundering her insides with his cock whirled in her mind. She could almost feel his weight on top of her. She clutched her cell, and continued flattening out her clit.
“Fuck!” Jackson yelled through the phone.
Everything inside her went kablooey, detonating every cell in her
body. Her womb convulsed and carnal sensations took her on a ride.
Her body shook like a leaf in the wind, and she screamed her lover’s name over and over. “Jackson! Jackson! Jackson!”
* * * *
“Sweetheart, are you awake?” Jackson whispered.
Jessie stirred. Her cell was still to her ear. The orgasm had sent
her to the moon and back, and she’d drifted off as the last of the
climatic vibrations weakened. Who knew phone sex could be so
amazing? “I am. How long have I been out?”
“Thirty minutes.”
“You didn’t hang up?”
“No, sweetheart. I wanted to say goodnight.” That he’d waited
made her feel so special.
“That’s sweet.”
“Darlin’, I’m really glad you’re spending time with Phoenix.”
She stiffened. “You are?” Did Jackson have any sincere feelings
for her at all?
“Yes.”
None of what he said made sense. “I don’t understand how.
Surely, you know your brother wants more from me than just a dinner partner. Don’t I mean something to you more than a cheap thrill?”
Angry tears welled up in her eyelids.
“Jessie, of course you do.”
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“Then why are you willing to let me be with a guy who clearly
has more in mind with me than being a chaperone?”
“It’s not what you think.”
“Really? I’m listening.”
“Know this, I love you. Are you enjoying being with us?”
“Yes, but—”
“But nothing. It’s pleasurable for you. Just go with it.”
“Perhaps you say that to all the women you guys share.”
“I’ve never said that to any woman. You’re the one and only.”
Could he be telling the truth? Jessie longed to confess her love to him, too, but she was scared. If she did, she wondered if he would
eventually crush her heart. So, she remained silent.
“You deserve to know everything, but it’s too much to share over
the phone. Do you trust me?”
God help her, she did. “I guess so.”
“Then just go with it. You’ve been denied so much pleasure your
whole life. You’re in Wilde now. We specialize in pleasure. Let go. If I believed that anything would displease you, I would stop it. But I know better. Nothing short of happiness is what you deserve. Phoenix has only your best interest in mind, I promise. No matter what
happens, you will always be mine.”
“I want to believe that. I really do.”
“Trust me, darlin’, you will.”
* * * *
Phoenix’s cell rang, pulling him from sleep. “Hello.”
“We have to tell Jessie the truth about our family.” Jackson’s
voice sounded anxious.
“Lil’ bro, we can’t tell her. She’s just not ready.” He looked at the clock. Two thirty-five in the morning.
“I just got off the phone with her.
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