Page 135 of Broken
Laying on top of her, he stared into her eyes. “I’m glad you’re here,” he murmured.
“This feels personal,” she whispered.
“Itispersonal.”
“We’re not at Asylum. I’m Jacqueline, not Jack, and you’re Prescott, not Mac. I’ve hated you for so long, it feels strange being here with you.”
“You can hate me… and still suck me.”
She bit back a smile. “A hate suck it is, then.”
She stroked his back with her fingers, then ran them over his shoulders and latched on to his triceps. “I’ve thought about blowing you for a while.”
“One of my favorite Jack fantasies,” he replied before kissing her.
The intensity of their embrace turned them into feral animals, but she broke the kiss. Gasping for air, she said, “Suck my tits.”
When he captured her hard nib in his mouth, wetness seeped from his erect cock. The more he sucked, the grittier her sounds.
“Mmm, so good,” she whispered. “Bite me.”
He’d forgotten that she liked it rough.
“So, fucking good,” she rasped, the huskiness in her voice catching his breath. “Time to get sucked.”
She nudged him off her.
With a devilish gleam in her eyes, she repositioned between his legs. After tucking her hair behind her ears, she lowered her face and licked him like an ice cream cone. Pleasure flooded him, and he watched with total anticipation as she devoured him with her mouth.
She cradled his balls, massaging them while she worked him in and out of her mouth. She raked her teeth over his shaft, sucking hard on the head.
Euphoria pummeled him with hit after hit of sweet pleasure. Then, she slowly withdrew and started licking and sucking his balls. White-hot streaks of desire thrummed through him. She stroked his shaft, spreading the oozing wetness over him.
Then, she angled herself so she could see him and stared into his eyes. Jack was a dirty girl. She was uninhibited at the club, and he wanted all that wildness now. He wanted her to unleash her energy on his cock and suck him bone dry.
“You taste so good,” she said. “I want you to come in my mouth.”
Repositioning over his saluting boner, she devoured him in a low, raspy groan. She worked his shaft faster and faster, while taking him in until he banged against the back of her throat. He was a big boy and there was still plenty she couldn’t suck, but her talented hands worked his entire shaft.
“Fuck, Jack, you feel so good. You’re a naughty girl.”
She increased her speed, bobbing over him, while sucking the pleasure from him. The orgasm started deep inside him, the waves of ecstasy taking hold.
“I’m gonna come so fucking hard.”
She rolled her talented tongue around his head faster and faster, then slid him inside.
The release shot out of him so intensely, his body jerked like an earthquake, the pleasure pouring into her welcoming mouth.
When he stopped, she slowly pulled off and vanished into his bathroom. He lay there boneless, yet eager for more. Time to take good, good care of her.
Seconds later, she crawled in next to him. With gentle fingers, she cradled his still hard shaft. Minty breath wafted in his direction.
He rolled toward her. “You’re so fucking talented, and you were well worth the wait,” he murmured.
Then, he pushed out of bed and returned with two neckties. “I know you like when I restrained you, so I’m going to bind your wrists together while I feast on your sexy pussy.”
She released another lusty moan.
