Page 48 of Crucified By the Dark
“I always have been, but I had a very special teacher who helped me reach my potential.” He kissed her hard, his tongue tasting and exploring her mouth. He loved that she tasted like her morning coffee and minty from brushing her teeth. Jeremy released his hold on her hair.
“Now, get on your knees.”
Morry stared at him for a moment, and he couldn’t decipher the look in her eyes. And even though he’d ordered her to do it, he was still shocked when she grabbed the button on his jeans and sank to the ground. There was no stopping the shiver that traveled through his body as she released his hard cock from the confines of his jeans.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned as her hot mouth teased the end of his cock.
She slid her lips over the head, then drew back, releasing him from her mouth. The feel of her tongue swirling on the tip had his hands finding her hair once more.
“Don’t tease me. I just…Oh, fuck yes,” Jeremy mumbled, as inch by inch, he slipped into her mouth.
He was stretching her mouth wide, and she made little gagging sounds when he reached the back of her throat, but the sound was such a turn-on that he pulled out and thrust back into her mouth until she made it again.
Gripping her hair he fucked her mouth, and growled having to hold back enough that he didn’t hurt her, but god damn she felt so good. His pace quickened as he took all his pent-up anger out on her sweet mouth. Morry suddenly pulled free of his cock, and he almost growled at her like an animal, except she dipped lower, and he gasped as she sucked his tight balls into her mouth while her hand stroked him at a blinding pace.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” were the only words he could get out as the orgasm churned.
Jeremy was ready to blow, and as he opened his mouth to warn her that he was seconds away from coming, she pulled her mouth back and gripped him hard with both hands. It was the final straw. He leaned against the wall and groaned as he came hard. His cock unloaded like it had been weeks and not just hours earlier that he’d fucked her until he couldn’t stand.
“So fucking good,” Jeremy panted and opened his eyes to look down at Morry. “Oh God, you look stunning like that,” he said as he took in the streams of come sliding down her chest and over her tits. “Can I take a picture?”
One eyebrow rose. “No fucking way,” she said.
Jeremy smirked. One day, he would get his picture.
Reaching out, he grabbed a towel and handed it to her to clean herself off. Luckily, a dirty laundry bin was in the corner, and he tossed it in when she was finished.
“You planning to finish the job,” she asked, and he knew exactly what she meant. He never left her unsatisfied, but this wouldn’t be much of a punishment if he did that.
“Nope. You have to stew about what you did,” Jeremy said as Morry slowly rose to her feet.
He softly tweaked the hard nipples, begging him to stay here a little longer and fuck her. He was beyond tempted, but he corralled his desire. He was never satisfied very long before he wanted more of her.
“Now you can sit in your wet panties for the rest of the day, aching for my cock to be inside you.” He dropped his head to her nipple and sucked it into his mouth, making her moan. “Don’t make me punish you again. Next time, I just might pummel that tight rosebud of yours until you’re screaming for me to stop.”
Stepping back, he grabbed the tank top off the shelf and handed it over.
“Jerk, I’m not wearing any panties,” she mumbled, but she was smiling as she pulled the shirt on. “You ordered me not to remember?”
“Oh fuck that’s even hotter.” He rolled out his shoulders and had to think about anything other than her pantiless pussy.
Oh, he definitely was,a jerk and he just realized how big of a jerk he could be when he wanted something, and that something was Morry.
Today was a lineup of shit things she didn’t want to do. There were many days like that in general, but the two phone calls on her agenda this morning were especially shitty. The phone was on the third ring, and she was ready to hang up when Lindsay’s cheery voice filled the line.
“Hello, this is Flare for Beauty and Hair, Lindsay speaking. How can I make you look glamorous today?”
It was a voice that had once made her laugh. Now, it only made her want to reach through the phone and smack the woman. They never should’ve been friends. They’d always been complete opposites, yet somehow, they managed until she and Andrew fucked it up. Literally.
“Hi, Lindsay,” Morry said and felt like punching herself for making this call. It burned her ass like a bad case of hemorrhoids that she needed to ask anything from this woman.
“Oh, hi there. One moment, I just need to get to an area where I can hear you better,” Lindsay said. Morry could hear her walking, and then a door closed. “I needed to get to the family sitting area so Andrew didn’t hear me.”
“Thanks for taking my call. I’m just checking in on Kyle to see if there is any news.”
In truth, she’d been happily texting her son on the new phone she left him, but when Morry asked how he was doing, all she got was the patented teenage response of,fine. That response was highly unhelpful, so she resorted to calling Lindsay.
Surprisingly, Lindsay had handed over one of her business cards the day Morry snuck into the hospital. Morry never planned on using it, but then again, she would call and make a deal with the devil himself if she thought it was possible. Anything to save her son.
