Page 64 of Sinner's Storm

I almost came right there, but he knew just the right amount of pressure and the right way to tease, to get me to the very brink and not push me over.

“God, you are precious,” he breathed the words, so that even they teased my aching flesh. “I’m going to have so much fun training you.”

I didn’t know what he meant by that, but I didn’t have to wait long to find out.

Taking his time, his wicked tongue licked and flicked as his soft lips kissed and sucked, each a fraction longer than the last, while he built a desire in me, I had no hope to control as he pushed me toward the edge of a precipice.

Then he licked me with his large and long tongue, carefully avoiding my clit and my dripping pussy. He went back and forth between placing kisses on my clit and licking my pussy lips until I was sure I couldn’t take it anymore, and then he slid his fingers inside me.

I moaned loudly and instinctively bucked my hips up to push him deeper inside, and as I did, he pulled them quickly back out.

“Please,” I whimpered,

“Delany,” I heard him say, but when he didn’t continue, I looked down at him to find him looking at me with a puzzled look on his face. “Have you been with anyone else since our time together?”

Laying there, panting, needing my release, I slowly shook my head.

“Are you telling me I’m the only one who has ever been inside this pussy?”

I nodded.

His grip tightened on my legs as he growled, “You’re mine. I’m claiming you. I’m going to seal you to me so that all you think about, see, and feel is me.”

I gulped when he plunged his tongue into my dripping hole. Swirling his tongue around, he made sure that it hit every inch of me, as I could feel my muscles trying to pull him deeper inside. He licked me, inside and out, slowly increasing his rhythm, pushing my legs open as wide as they would go.

I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer.

My climax had been building, coiling low in my abdomen, ready to explode. I started begging and pleading with him, incoherently babbling that it was too much, that I couldn’t hold out much longer.

But he simply continued to devour my pussy silently, and when he latched onto my clit and pushed three fingers into my drenched cunt, my body finally betrayed me.

I screamed out as my climax crashed over the edge, drawing me into an abyss of pleasure. I shook and convulsed, and I could hear Jason moaning in appreciation as he drank from me.

Still in the haze of my orgasm, I heard the rustling of clothes and a belt being undone. Then I felt the pressure of his body draped over my own as his lips brushed my ear. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my entrance.

“You belong to me. Say it,” he ordered, hovering over me, waiting for me to give him what he wanted. Even when I tried to wiggle, maneuver him into me, he stayed rooted in place.

“Say it.”

“I belong to you!” I cried, just as he impaled himself deep inside me.

He slammed forward into me, and it only took a few thrusts before a second, equally toe-curling climax hit me, but he didn’t slow down. He continued to plunge into me like he was a man on a mission. He was relentless in his effort to consume my body, to bind me to him in every way, and God help me, I wanted that too. When his body stiffened inside me, I cried out, feeling his pulsing cock unload deep inside me.

Pulling out of me, I thought he was done.

I was wrong.

Because the next thing I knew, he flipped me onto my stomach, reached for my hips and hiked them back toward him before he plunged back into me.

Holding on for dear life, I stiffened when I felt his thumb against my ass.

“Jason?”

“You’re mine, wife.”

“I’ve never done that.”

“I know,” he growled, as he picked up the pace again. He relentlessly fucked my cum-soaked pussy as my body pulsed around him again. Almost immediately after the tremors subsided, I felt him slide a finger into my ass.