Page 11 of Aces High
Her breath shakes, and she tries. She tries to say what I’m asking for, to meet my demands, but she shakes her head and gives up on trying to force words out of her mouth that she doesn’t believe in. “No,” she admits quietly. “I don’t think I’m sexy.”
“Oh, baby. We’ll solve that tonight.” I can’t make her love herself, but I can try. At the very least, I can tell her what I see for a night. I’ll show her what her body looks like through my eyes. “You think you’re heavy, too heavy, but you aren’t,” I whisper against her ear as she rocks against my hand, chasing her orgasm. “You’re the perfect weight to flex my muscles and show you how strong I am.”
I drop my head into her neck, kissing and licking over her pulse as it rockets up. Her head falls backward on a loud groan and her pussy clamps down around my fingers at the same time. She comes hard, crying out, grinding against me, head back, moaning with all she’s got at the ceiling.
Her legs shake at my hips, and I start to worry she’s going to fall. As soon as she opens her eyes again, coming down from the high, I grip her ass in both hands and pull her away from the wall, bringing her down to the floor. I stay between her legs as I get down on my knees. “You’re going to use these soft thighs as earmuffs for me. Right?”
“I-”
“My ears are getting cold, Bubbles. I need you to help keep them warm for me while I’m busy.”
Chapter Six
Brittany
Jacob really doesn’t seem to think I’m too much. Oddly, it almost feels like he can’t get enough. My thighs clench tighter around his head, and my fingers dig into the back of his head.
He flicks his tongue against my clit a few more times before forcing my legs to open wide for him and breaking away. “You have to earn it,” he reminds me. His eyes are hooded and dark, and I can see the evidence of his work all over his chin. “Tell me how sexy you are.”
“I can’t, Jacob. Please!”
“You were so close. I could almost taste it. Don’t you want to come?”
“Yes!” More than anything, I want him to give me another one of those amazing orgasms. No man has ever made me feel the way this one has tonight, and even though I’m still feeling a little insecure, it’s easy to forget those thoughts once he gets started.
“So tell me, baby.” He drops his lips to the inside of my knee and kisses so gently I can barely feel it. “Tell me how fucking gorgeous you are, because you are fucking gorgeous. Look at me, baby. You’ve got me on my knees in the entryway begging you just to tell me how good you feel. Do you see what you’ve done to me?”
His words set butterflies free in my belly that flutter along the nerve pathways through my limbs. I do see what I’ve done to him. He couldn’t take his hands off me once we got here. He couldn’t wait long enough to get to a bed to touch me. I’ve unraveled him. The antisocial grump is kneeling on the floor two feet from the front door with the taste of me on his lips because he’s desperate to please me.
“I see,” I admit. “You think I’m pretty.”
He turns his face to my thigh and growls against it, vibrating every inch of my thighs and up to my yearning cunt. “You’re torturing me, Bubbles. I don’t want you to tell me what I think. I know what I think. I want you to tell me you love yourself.”
My back stiffens against the floor. “I love myself.” Even if I’m not one-hundred percent in love with my body, I know that my size doesn’t define me, especially since I’ve done so much to try to make the outside match the inside, and it just won’t budge. I love myself, but I wish I knew how to make other people love me too.
Jacob groans as he leans his face down between my legs again. “Keep going,” he says just before his lips and tongue touch my most sensitive parts again. “Tell me more.”
With that kind of encouragement, it’s hard to say no. “I’m smart,” I shout, gripping his head between my thighs again. Who knows if he can even hear me, but I’m going to do what it takes to earn the attention of this man. I’ll give anything to be devoured by him. “I’m funny.”
My back bows against the floor as the pleasure sweeps through me so hard and fast that I don’t even have time to suck in a breath before I’m screaming, grasping for a way to hold onto the earth so I don’t go flying off. Stars dance behind my eyelids as I heave for breath. He must have spent a lot of his time in school learning how to eat pussy, because I’m pretty sure he just consumed my soul.