Page 28 of Jagger
I took a second to swipe my tongue over the wide head of his cock, licking up the pre-cum as he tightened his grip in my hair, then opened my mouth as instructed.
“Suck me off, Molly,” he said roughly, and it was very much a demand rather than a request. Before he could say another word, I circled the base of his cock with my fingers, then leaned forward and flicked my tongue over his tip before sliding my lips over the head of his cock, sucking him in as far as I could, swirling my tongue around in the process. He groaned and dug his fingers into my scalp, holding me against him as I moved up and down his length, creating strong suction with the seal of my lips around the flared head of his cock, then releasing him to flick my tongue over the vein on the underneath side. I worked him over and over, sucking, licking, releasing, then repeating until he was groaning loudly above me, and muttering an endless stream of praise and encouragement before begging me not to stop.
“Oh God, Angel, your mouth is fucking amazing. Fuck yeah, just like that, Molly. Do that again. God, yes, so good. Don’t stop, Angel. Please don’t stop. This feels so damned good. More. I need more, Angel.”
I cupped his balls with my other hand, cradling them and carefully rolling them before gently tugging as I sucked him as far to the root as I could without gagging. I used the hand at the base of his cock to jack him off in time with my mouth, and I felt his balls draw up tight and knew he was close. His grip in my hair tightened almost to the point of pain before he dragged his cock free with a growl.
“That feels incredible, Molly, but I’m not coming down your throat tonight. I’ve been dreaming about your juicy cunt, Angel, and there’s no fucking way I’m missing out on that.”
He scooped me up from the edge of the bed and tossed me to the center, where I landed with a squeal. I was laughing as he came down over me, spreading my legs and pinning me to the bed with his weight.
“You think it’s funny that you’ve been driving me out of my fucking mind, woman?” he asked, grasping both of my wrists, and pinning my hands to the mattress above my head. He loomed over me, staring down into my face as my laughter faded and my pulse sped up. His dark gaze was trained on me, and I struggled to regulate my breathing as I felt my body responding to his domination. I squirmed, shifting my lower body so it was in even closer contact with his, then rocked my pelvis. He thrust against me, his cock sliding over the front of my panties. The fleeting pressure against my clit was incredible, and my pussy clenched in anticipation.
With one last thrust against me, he let go of my wrists and shifted away from me, then reached for the waistband of my panties. He slid them down my legs and tossed them over the side of the bed before he shifted again so that he was kneeling between my legs. His fierce gaze zeroed in on my pussy as he slid his hands up my calves and over my thighs, holding my legs open wide. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so raw and exposed, and I knew I should feel self-conscious, but I was loving it too much worry about how my body looked in that moment.
I felt his thumbs running along the crease of my thighs on either side of my center, before slowly rubbing up and down my slit. He smiled as my entire body shuddered at his touch, his eyes flickering up to meet mine as he licked his lips, then lowered his head. My thighs instinctively tried to draw closed at the first flick of his tongue against my clit, and I moaned as he did it again. He shifted once more, settling his chest between my thighs and sliding his hands up under my hips to hold me right where he wanted me.
“You’re so wet for me, Angel,” he murmured as he licked me from my pussy to my clit, flicking his tongue over it before putting his mouth on me and gently sucking on the tiny nub. I gasped as I felt the barest hint of teeth scraping against me, before he sucked hard on my clit then released it, soothing it with a gentle lick before starting over again. He dipped his head and slipped his tongue between my lower lips, groaning as he tasted me. I fought against his hold on my hips, writhing against the sheets in my need to be even closer to him as he devoured me. I cupped my breasts, kneading and squeezing the soft mounds before tugging on my nipples. I moaned again as my actions seemed to spur him on, and he attacked me with a vengeance, his tongue spearing me as deep as he could. He shifted again, drawing his hands out from under my hips and palming my pussy. He ground the heel of his hand against my clit as his fingers delved into my folds. I felt one long, thick finger sliding into me and withdrawing slowly, only to be joined by a second finger a moment later. His movements were slow and methodical, and I knew he was trying to drive me wild. It was working. I bucked up, wordlessly begging for more, and Cole chuckled before lowering his head to flick his tongue against my clit again. His fingers slowly drew back, and he looked up at me from his position between my legs, holding my gaze as he thrust his fingers into me, hard.
“Oh fuck, yes, Cole. Yes,” I moaned as he continued to finger-fuck me while licking my clit. When he sucked on me again, my body tensed on the edge, and I grasped his head to hold him back for a moment.
“You’re gonna make me come, honey,” I told him almost breathlessly, expecting him to stop and move on to the actual fucking part of the evening.
“Good, that’s exactly what I want you to do. I need you nice and wet for me, Angel, because I’m gonna fuck you hard and I don’t want to hurt you.”
He lowered his head again and ran his tongue up and down my folds and continued fingering me at an almost brutal pace. He licked over my clit with his flattened tongue, then pointed it and flicked at me, before sucking hard on that delicate bundle of nerves. His fingers slammed into me one last time as he sucked my clit, curling inside me just right to set me off. My body tensed, my back arching off the bed like a bow string as I came with a scream, my entire body jerking and shuddering with my orgasm. I flopped back down on the bed, a feeling of blissful weightlessness flowing through me as I took a ragged breath.
“So good,” I murmured, running my hand through his hair as he looked up at me. Jagger shifted, sliding up my body and catching one of my still-hard nipples with his teeth. He tugged and my body jerked again with an after-shock.
I vaguely registered his movements as he reached over to the bedside table, then I heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper as he tore it open, quickly sheathing himself. He rose to his knees between my open thighs, maintaining eye contact as he knelt over my body, then positioned his hard cock at my entrance. He slid the head up and down my slippery folds, nudging against my clit and smiling as I gasped at the sensation. He leaned over me, propping himself up on one arm and slipping the head of his cock inside me, inching it in then pulling out, then inching in again as I moaned and reached for him.
Chapter 8
Jagger/Cole
I gritted my teeth and clenched my jaw so tightly it ached as I struggled to retain control. It would be a fucking miracle if I didn’t crack a molar. I’d thought the feel of her mouth wrapped around my cock was incredible, but now as I slowly worked my way inside her warm, wet cunt, I knew I’d never felt anything this good.
“Angel, you feel so fucking good. So damned tight. Your sweet pussy is gonna strangle my cock, isn’t it?” I asked with a groan, throwing my head back and trying to control myself. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her into the mattress and ride her hard, but she was so tight, I was afraid I would hurt her.
Molly gasped and writhed as I bottomed out inside her, before withdrawing all the way to the tip then plunging back inside. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around my waist. I felt the scrape of her heels on my ass, then she brought her hands up and clutched my shoulders so hard that her nails dug into my skin. Those little bites of pain spurred me on, and I thrust into her a little harder than I intended. I stilled, concerned that I had hurt her as she moaned beneath me.
“Yes, Cole, God yes,” she moaned again, raking her short fingernails over my chest. She flicked over my nipples and my abs clenched, causing me to buck my hips. Molly looked up at me and grinned as she reached up and tugged on both of my nipples, quickly releasing them, and flicking them lightly with her fingernails before tugging on them again.
Dammit, this woman was going to be the death of me. I’d tried to be good. I’d tried to control myself, to go slow, to give her time to adjust before I fucked her the way I’d been dying to, but the unholy grin on her face told me that she was trying to drive me wild.
“Fucking hell, Molly, I’m trying to hold back but you aren’t making it easy on me.”
“I don’t want you to hold back. Fuck me, Cole. I want to feel you for days,” she said on a throaty whisper. She undulated her hips, rocking her clit against me as I pressed against her, then clenched the walls of her pussy even tighter around my cock.
“That’s it,” I almost roared, instantly losing my grasp on the last vestiges of my control. I braced myself over her on one arm, using the other one to keep a tight hold on her hip as I pulled out then plunged back into the hilt. I kept up a pounding rhythm and my sweet Angel met me thrust for thrust. The headboard banged into the wall with the force of my thrusts, letting every asshole in the place know exactly how hard I was fucking my woman.
“You like this, Angel? You want me to fuck you into the mattress, don’t you?” I almost growled at her, keeping up my relentless invasion of her cunt. The way her wet heat clung to me as I tunneled in and out of her tight pussy was enough to drive me out of my mind. I couldn’t get enough, and I had a feeling that I never would.
“Uh-huh…you feel so good inside me, Cole. So fucking good,” she said breathlessly as she slammed her hips up to meet mine.
I let go of her hip and leaned back just enough to unwrap her legs from my waist and slide them up, so they were draped over my shoulders. I slipped the high heels off, letting them fall to the floor as I leaned forward again, almost doubling her over as I braced myself with my hands on either side of her body. This new position tilted her pelvis up at the perfect angle for me, and I groaned loudly as I thrust back inside her. She panted and whimpered as I pistoned my cock in and out of her at a brutal pace. I could feel the telltale tingle at the base of my spine, but there was no fucking way I was coming before she did, so I slowed my thrusts and eased off of her. I sat back on my heels as I pulled my rock-hard dick almost all the way out, then grabbed her ankles and held her legs straight up in a vee. My gaze locked on her pink, puffy center as I watched the way my cock tunneled back into her.
“You should see how fucking sexy you are, taking my cock like this. Your pretty little cunt is taking everything I have, every inch of me, every hard thrust. You like it rough, don’t you Angel?” I asked, clenching my jaw with the effort of staving off my impending orgasm.
