Page 46 of A Love Bite
I don’t know how anyone can deserve pleasure, but I’m not going to argue with him.
Jake continues to lick and suck my clit and pushes two fingers into my pussy. A moan slips out.
“I love that sound,” he murmurs.
Jake's tongue continues to dance in perfect harmony with his fingers, exploring every inch of my sensitive core. The sensation is exquisite, and my arousal builds rapidly. His eyes lock with mine, and I can see the passion burning in them. He wants to give me pleasure as much as I want to receive it. The way he worships my body is almost overwhelming but in the best possible way.
As he increases the pace, I can feel my heart rate quicken, matching the rhythm of his fingers and tongue. My mind is filled with thoughts of our bond, our connection, and our love for each other. We have overcome so much together, and maybe I should be afraid about what might come tomorrow, but I’m not.
Whatever comes, I’ll still have Jake.
I’ll always have Jake.
Jake's eyes are locked on mine, full of intensity and desire. He looks up at me with a smirk, his fingers moving faster now, sliding in and out with precise determination. My breath hitches as he nips at my clit, causing a wave of pleasure to crash over me.
"Fuck," I moan. "Jake, keep going, please."
He doesn't need to be asked twice. He increases the pace of his fingers, teasing my G-spot. His tongue dances around my clit, making it swell with pleasure. My hips start to rock in time with his rhythm, as if we're connected by an invisible string. I can feel every inch of me opening up to him, surrendering to his touch.
As he deepens his kisses on my most sensitive part, I involuntarily arch my back again, trying to push his fingers deeper inside me. Jake responds by changing tactics, shifting from gentle teasing to aggressive thrusting of his fingers. He curls them to hit the perfect spot, sending a shockwave of pleasure coursing through me.
"Oh God!" I cry out loud, feeling the tension building up inside me.
And then I fall over the edge, coming so hard that I can’t stop from screaming.
Jake draws back and wipes his mouth. “Pretty even, huh?”
“Ah…” I’m so dazed I can’t think.
But then I see that his cock has started to harden again, and I grin.
“You know,” I tease, reaching for his cock and stroking it again, “you did say you wanted to come inside me.”
“I did, didn’t I?” he agrees. “Alex, I don’t know if I can so quickly again.”
“It should still be pleasurable to try, right?” I reason.
He laughs and shakes his head. “You’re impossible.”
“You know you love me.”
“With all of my heart.”
Jake climbs on top of me, and I can feel his hardness pressed against my entrance. The anticipation of feeling him inside me is almost too much to bear.
He looks into my eyes, and I see the love and affection in them. "Are you ready, Alex?" he asks softly, running his thumb over my lips.
I nod, unable to speak past the lump in my throat.
Jake leans down and kisses me gently before positioning himself at my entrance. The head of his cock slides in smoothly, stretching me slightly but not causing any discomfort. We both moan at the sensation, our bodies responding to each other's touch.
I’ll never tire of this, of him. Each time we make love, we grow that much closer together.
A surge of pleasure starts deep inside and radiates outwards. His every thrust feels like a promise being fulfilled, a bond being strengthened. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer, wanting to feel as close to him as possible.
Our bodies move in perfect synchronicity, our movements becoming almost fluid as we find our rhythm. Jake's hands are on my waist, guiding us both in this dance of passion and desire. I can see the veins standing out on his neck, his muscles tensing with each thrust.
How can I love him more and more with every passing second? I can’t imagine life without him, and I don’t want to.