Page 17 of Feral
Jacob
“Caught you, little mouse,” I growl, my voice coming out hoarse and husky as my hand greedily cups her sex.
She stands and we come face to face.
Her small figure against my hulking one.
Her softness against my hardness.
I lift her dress, push her panties to the side and slip two rough, calloused fingers inside her warmth, stroking her gently.
Fuck. She's so wet.
So ready.
Her soft moan of pleasure makes my already hard cock ready to explode.
“Goddamn, baby girl. You’re driving me crazy, you know that?”
“I am?”
Fuck, I love how she’s still playing innocent.
I pull my fingers out of her and notice the slightest smudge of blood. I crack a smile and she blinks at me with feigned innocence.
“We can stop.”
“If you think a little blood is going to stop me from fucking you raw, little girl, you’ve got another thing coming. Touch me.” I take her small hand, placing it atop my crotch.
She goes to work, unzipping my pants and rubbing her hand over my length, teasing me.
“Fuck, yes, sweetheart. Take that cock out. Yes. Touch it.”
She does as she’s told, sliding my throbbing cock out of my briefs gently, silently appraising its weight, size, and girth. My breath hitches as I try to soak in the magnitude of this moment.
This is fucking happening.
“I want you to suck me, sweet girl. I want those pretty lips wrapped around me.”
I shift to adjust my leg to a better position, holding on to the table to balance myself and she looks up to meet my eyes for a long, heated moment. She palms my dick harder, squeezing it, and then her hand drops lower, doing the same with my balls.
“On your knees,pichouette.Daddy can’t fucking wait a second more.”
She leans forward indulging my request and I stop breathing altogether when her face is within inches of my cock.
God almighty.
She looks up at me with those taunting, incandescent eyes, and then without warning, she grabs my throbbing dick and runs her tongue from root to tip.
Slowly.
Relishing the fact that I am only holding on by a thread.
I thrust upward, instinctively, craving her touch.
Her mouth.
Anything.
