Be Careful What You Wish For by Jade C. Jamison Page B

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    I was aching, on fire, tingling from every single nerve in my body, and as his lips moved down my body again, I could feel the flames growing higher.   He reached under my skirt and grabbed the front of my panties with violence.  They were wadded up into his fist and he pulled them down hard.  They tore at my skin as they obeyed his command, and even though the motion hurt my flesh, I could barely feel it.  I heard a gasp rush from my lips, but I knew relief was coming.
    But once he had my panties down past my knees, he trailed his fingers back up my thigh with a feather touch, sending chills through to my core.  He got closer to my pussy, though, but then he stopped.  I groaned in frustration and he smiled again but brought his lips to my cleavage, brushing my skin with soft moist kisses that did nothing but make me more aroused.  His fingers trailed up and down, up and down, but never homed in on their intended target.
    I couldn’t take it anymore.  I’d been resting my hands on his shoulders, trying to keep my fingers from digging deep, but I was ready to snap.  I bent one of my legs to pull it out of the panties and then wrapped it around his at the knees as though I were holding him down, but I wanted to press him into me.  I thought it could give me some relief.  I dragged my fingers down his chest, and even though his t-shirt was still on, I hoped it communicated my impatience.  I understood it.  I got that he wanted to savor our time together, but my thought was, instead, that we had our whole future ahead of us.  We could take our time later.  Right now, I needed him.  I couldn’t think of anything I needed more.
    I grabbed for his belt and unbuckled him, almost challenging him to stop me again.  But he didn’t.  I felt more eager as I unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down.   He got his face close to mine, his eyes boring into mine.  They were sexy, ablaze, and serious.  I couldn’t help the playful smile that I knew lit up my eyes as I slid my hand inside his jeans and brushed his cock with my hand.  Then I took my index finger and glided over its length from base to tip.
    I had his attention.
    I swirled my finger around the head then and brought my other hand to the back of his neck, pulling his mouth into a kiss.  And as he felt the sensation of my mouth on his, I took his cock into my hand and squeezed gently, hoping he knew how serious I was about not messing around anymore.  I broke from the kiss, the one he was having a hard time concentrating on anyway, and said, “I need you, Kage.  I need you right now.”
    His eyes seemed a darker green as he looked in mine and he took my bottom lip in his mouth again, sucking it gently while he obeyed my wish and entered into me.  It was slow at first, but then he gave me what I needed.  He rammed into me, hard and forceful, and I cried out.  Yes, this was what I’d been begging for.  Each thrust brought me closer.  I tried to kiss his neck but I was distracted, my mind focusing on the sensations below.  I realized the nails of one hand were digging into his neck, the others in his ass, as though I wanted to guide his actions.  But he didn’t need my help.  His body and mine…they knew what to do together.  I tilted my pelvis to adjust and squeezed against him and he needed only to move inside me a few more times before I hit the top.
    It was a slow build, gradual and almost elusive.  I felt the orgasm right there and as I squeezed again, it came over me, but it was slow.  I thought it would just be a small, subdued one, but as he continued driving into me, the full force of it gave way and I moaned, unable to hold it in.  It was an explosion inside my head, one filled with pleasure, and I could barely register that he was coming too.
    When he was done, he rested his head on the bed just above my shoulder.  His body enveloping mine…it felt so right, so perfect, and I never wanted this moment to end.  I knew it