Page 41 of Craving Paradise
I move my hand so I can slide it between my thighs, but Jasper jumps on me, grabbing my wrist and slamming it into the bed.
“Don’t fucking try to take your pleasure away from me. You have had me tied up in fucking knots for days. You will not deny me this,” he pants into my ear.
Then the next thing I feel is him thrusting into me. He pushes deep inside as his teeth sink into my shoulder.
“Fucking, fuck, fuck,” he rages as he pushes me hard against the bed.
A scream escapes my mouth as he continues to slide further into me as if he has grown so much more since the last time he was inside me.
“You will take everything I’m about to give you like a good girl. I want you to scream this motherfucking club down. I want them to know that tonight you’re fucking mine. That I’m your master,” he growls as he pulls himself back out and thrusts deeper inside me.
I’m at his mercy, unable to move. He pushes me hard against the bed so much so, the velvet cover is rubbing against my clit in time with his thrusts, and the gentle thud of his balls hitting me sends sparks crisscrossing over my eyes. Who needs fingers?
The next thing I know, Jasper is wrapping his hand around my ponytail and uses it as a rein. He pulls my head back, making me arch my back as he sinks deeper inside. Damn, it feels so good. The new angle has him hitting that perfect spot that will have me detonating in seconds.
“You’re taking it like a good girl, aren’t you?”
Fuck, yes, I am.
“Your cunt feels like heaven wrapped around me.”
What feels like heaven is him being so deep inside me.
One of Jasper’s hands slides down as he glides it over my clit.
“Your pussy clenches down real hard on me when I touch you. Do you need my fingers to make you come, baby girl?”
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I nod. A moan falls from my lips as he begins teasing me while he continues to fuck me into oblivion.
“That’s it, flood my fingers.”
I don’t know how I can get any wetter, but he seems to get more from me. His thick fingers dance across my heated center as his thumb dances around my clit while his fingers hold me wide open, and his dick slides between them.
“Give it to me. You’re getting closer, I can feel it. Clench down. Suffocate my dick with your pussy,” he demands, and I do.
I clench down hard against his dick, kegeling the hell out of him, producing the deepest guttural moan I’ve ever heard. At the same time, his fingers furiously lead me to the precipice of an orgasm until I can’t stop the rolling freight train that has my entire body tingling and convulsing. Then the biggest buildup of desire releases and has me screaming down the damn club like he wanted me to do. The orgasm keeps rolling on and on as Jasper’s finger flies over the sensitive area, pushing me further over the cliff. The only reason I’m still upright is that Jasper has my hair wrapped around his fist. He doesn’t let up, his thrusts continuing to manically hit the detonation button as his fingers pry another orgasm from nowhere. My bones are liquefying as we speak.
“You’ve got more in you, baby girl. I know you have,” he teases against my shoulder.
No. I can’t. There’s no more in the tank.
“Maybe my fingers aren’t enough. Looks like I need help.” He grunts.
Help?
Is there someone else in the room?
I heard no one come in, but to be fair, I’m a little preoccupied and blindfolded. Then the sound of buzzing begins, and my entire body quivers.
“No, oh, fuck no. Are you trying to kill me?”
Jasper’s dark laugh echoes against my neck as he places the vibrator on my already oversensitive clit and turns it up. The vibrations rocket through my body, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I squirm and try to move my body away from the torture device, but I can’t.