“Shit!”
She grits out the word and I laugh because she’s trying to be quiet.
“Does that feel good,” I ask?
Her voice is strained as she answers,
“Ah, yes!”
“Do you want more?”
“Please.”
I withdraw my fingers and run them along her slit, slowly circling and pinching her clit. The smell of her arousal is making me want to fuck her right up against this door, but I have to maintain my control. As much as I want to, I don’t want to make too much noise. She’s getting close, so I back off a little. Lapping at her clit, I ask,
“Do you know how I knew what your favorite flowers were?”
I can hear the struggle in her voice when she answers as I suck on her pussy lips,
“Um, no, uh how?”
I start pumping my fingers into her and say,
“April told me.”
“Hmmm, that.. was…nice.. of her…oh god. Jackson, please I need to come!”
“Show me how bad you want it.”
I’ve seen women do some wild shit to get off, but this was the sexiest shit I’ve ever seen in my fucking life! This beautiful, sexy woman takes a fist full of my hair and grinds her pussy on my face, riding my tongue until the orgasm rips through her so hard that I had to hold her by the hips to keep her from falling. My mouth was covered in her cum and she tasted so good. She fell back against the door and I kissed my way back up her body. I took her mouth to let her taste herself and hearing her moan almost had me bending her over her desk.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you Crys.”
Finally catching her breath, she says, “I sure as hell hope not.”
Chapter 16
Crystal
The rest of the week is a blur. Jackson surprising me at the office was a welcomed distraction. I’ve never done anything like that. The way he made me feel and made me want to do dirty things, turned me on so much. I had trouble focusing the rest of the day, so I took off early and worked from home.
I don’t see Jackson for the rest of the week. He’s working hard building the case against his partner’s killers and it’s been stressful. When Saturday gets here, the girls and I are excited. We’re going to Pure Sin for a night of fun and relaxation. They know I’m spending time in the dungeon with Jackson tonight, and they of course want all the details.
“Are you nervous?” Chas asks.
“I’m more excited, than nervous, I say. I’ve been looking forward to this all week and so has Jackson. This is going to take our relationship to a new level of trust, and I know we haven’t known each other long, but I not only trust him, I think I’m falling in love with him!”
This news of course makes us all squeal like teenagers falling in love for the first time and I’m so relieved that my girls are just as happy for me as I feel right now. We finish getting ready, call an Uber and head out.
The club is very mellow tonight. Loving Me for Me by Christina Aguilera fills the space, her seductive voice drawing me in, instantly relaxing the nervous energy coursing through me. We immediately hit the dance floor. I sway to the music, letting it take over and loosen up the tension in my body. I turn in the direction of the bar and I see those green eyes boring into me. He’s sipping on a drink and I watch as he swirls the dark brown liquid with his finger and sucks it off of his finger. I bite my lip and decide to dance just for him. Our gazes are locked and it’s as if we’re the only two people in the room. My hips take on a life of their own as I run my hands down my body, grazing the sides my breasts, down to my hips. I turn slowly, rolling my hips and all of a sudden I feel those strong, familiar arms wrap around my waist. I reach behind me to grip his thighs and he sways with me, moving in sync with me as if we’ve danced together a thousand times.
“You look absolutely gorgeous tonight,” he says. “Every man in here is watching you.”
He’s right in my ear, his breath tickling my sensitive flesh, sending shivers down my spine. “Thank you.”
I turn in his arms and give him a quick kiss.
“I’m so wet for you right now. I’m ready for you to do really nasty, dirty things to me. Are you ready to do nasty and dirty things to me Jackson?”
He doesn’t answer me, he takes me by the hand, and we walk toward the elevator with purpose. As soon as the doors close, we pounce. He presses my body against the wall and assaults my mouth. A full, claiming kiss that leaves no doubt that this man wants to own me, possess me, and make me his. When the doors open, we make our way down the hall and to the room that he reserved for the night. We walk in, and the room is breathtaking. Dim lighting, showcasing the midnight blue décor. He opens a closet and the walls are lined with different toys, floggers, cuffs, and anything else that couples need for a night of play. I’m fascinated and very eager to get started.
“Come here Crys?”
Jackson’s voice brings me out of my trance, and I walk over to him.
“Are you still sure you want this?” he asks.
Grabbing his face, I look him in the eyes and say, “without a doubt, yes.”
No more words are spoken as he turns me around and unzips my dress, letting it fall to the floor. He kisses my back as he slides my panties down my legs and removes my heels.
“Damn, so fucking beautiful.”
His voice is strained and filled with lust, making me drunk with need.
“I’ll be right back,” he says.
I stand there and take in my surroundings, the excitement building for what’s to come. Jackson comes back with various toys and equipment for us to play.
“Before we get started, I need you to make up a safe word, just in case something is too much, and you need me to stop.”
I’ve read about this before, so it’s nothing new to me and I’ve thought about what my word would be.
“Lilac,” I say.
He smiles and I feel a blush creep up my face as thoughts of what we did in my office fill my head, making this moment feel even more intense. Not able to stop myself, I pull his face to mine to kiss and lick at his mouth. I need to feel him in me, on me, just invading my space. I’ve never been so drawn to someone and this man is not only fueling my desires, he’s consuming my heart. Sensing my need, he allows me to take control.
“I want you in my mouth,” I whisper.
A low growl comes from his throat as I slowly stroke him through his pants. His eyes are expanding orbs of anticipation as I suck and bite at his neck. I slowly descend, leaving wet liquid heat along his skin, the goose flesh tickling my fingers with excitement. I take my time, giving him the same pleasure that he’s given me. I unbutton his shirt and lick around his hardening nipples, needing to touch, feel, and explore every inch of him. His ab muscles contract as my fingers graze over them, the skin so smooth and taut. I love how his body reacts to my touch and hearing him moan as I descend is causing me to ache between my legs. Kneeling before him, I pull his pants and boxers down and I look up into his eyes, showing him the trust that’s already there. The submission of this moment bringing an awareness of the new path that we’re about to take. I caress and stroke him as he grows longer, thicker, harder. My mouth starts watering as I slowly take him in. The first taste is my kryptonite and my head feels light. It’s my undoing as I moan at the pure male taste of him. I’m growing wetter at the thought of him fucking my mouth. I lick around his tip, down his length and back up. In one move I take him all the way in, down my throat, and stay there just for a moment. I hear his breath catch and I look into his eyes as he gathers my hair into his hands and hold me still.