Christmas Pet by Jamie Knight
Chapter Thirteen - Pearl
I gripped the edge of the table and threw my head back. James licked and sucked my inner thighs, making me sway with dizziness. Every now and again, he would move his thumb to the one spot that always sent me tumbling. This was better than any fantasy I’d ever had.
He kissed one side of my thigh then the other before gently opening me up. The man knew how to drive me insane. He ran his tongue up one side and then the other. I half moaned, and half whimpered.
He pressed the flat of his tongue against my clit.
Oh, my God.
He stopped pleasuring me, and I groaned in frustration. He wasn’t playing fair. I was so desperate I was close to pushing him to the ground and sitting on his face. “Please don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
The tip of his tongue swirled around my swollen bud, sending me higher with every rotation. I dug my fingers into his scalp, not caring if I hurt him.
He laughed and stretched me tight. Stroke after stroke. Lick after lick.
The circles became slow and concentrated. Time slowed. He caught my clit between his teeth and flicked at the tip. Time stopped. And then I was gone, gone, gone. My whole body convulsed, my cries reverberating around the greenhouse. I didn’t care how loud I was, and I didn’t care if anyone heard.
Nothing else existed in the world except my climax. My thighs tensed and imprisoned his head. James continued to lick and suck, and I squirmed and thrashed against his face.
When my spasms lessened, his tongue turned tender and gentle, easing me slowly back down to reality. My sensitized clit couldn’t withstand anymore. I pushed his head away. Reverently, he kissed his way up my body then kissed me violently, intensely.
“Fuck me. Take me, James.”
“With pleasure.” He placed his hands on my knees and spread me wide.
His eyes flamed. “I want you to come on my cock. Hard. I want to hear you cry. I want to hear you scream.”
He continued kissing me. Devouring me. With zero build-up, he reached between my legs, teasing my slippery and still sensitive clit. I spread my legs further, granting him access. He curled his hand around his cock and slid in. Both of us groaned at the same time.
I hissed out a breath. His width and his length felt glorious inside me. I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead against his as he edged deeper. I clenched around him and drew him in, needing every inch.
“God, Pearl.”
He kissed and licked my lips while thrusting. I was his. I belonged to him.
His fingers explored every inch of my skin they could reach, and his cock drove me to the edge before dragging me back.
The faster he moved, the louder my moans became, but I needed more. I needed him to become an uncaring animal. A beast.
I wound my legs around his waist, and he rammed deep.
“Pearl,” he bit out. He reared back and pounded hard.
The echo of his climax against the glass and was so loud I expected the ceiling to shatter. My second orgasm claimed me, and I dug my fingers into his back, calling, screaming his name.
James thrust a few more times before stilling. Sweat misted our skins, and our breathing slowed.
“That…” I gasped.
He grinned. “I know.”
I stroked my fingers along his shoulders. “We should probably go back. People will begin to talk.”
“I don’t give a fuck what people say. Get dressed. We’re leaving, and I’m taking you back to my apartment.
