my mouth. That part felt weird as hell, but it seemed to work, because he pulled back.
“I’m not ready to come yet,” he said.
“Are you going to fuck my mouth again?”
“Do you want me to?” he asked.
I nodded. Down on my knees, I tried to look as sultry as possible. I folded my hands over my lap, arched my back just a little until my breasts, already highlighted by the bra, were very much on display, and I licked my lips. .
Jackson watched every movement with a heated gaze that promised I’d end up ravaged by the end of the night. “Good. Because I’m planning to fuck your sweet mouth. And then I’m going to fuck your pussy.”
Jackson’s hands gripped my head, more firmly than he had when we were camping. He pulled back, taking his cock almost all the way out of my mouth. Then he pushed back in, sending a warm friction over my lips.
My lips buzzed with the feel of his cock, thrusting. He changed his pace from painfully slow thrusts, to a succession of quick, rapid thrusts. I got lost in the sensations, concentrating on the feel of his cock, and nothing else. The rest of the world faded out, until I was only aware of Jackson’s cock in my mouth.
I began to rock my hips, seeking friction that I couldn’t find, and he stopped, pulling his cock away.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Are you ever going to come in my mouth?” I asked.
“Why? Do you want me to come in your mouth?”
“I’d like to try it.” The reactions I’d gotten from friends had been varied, but anything with Jackson was going to be an experience I’d never forget.
“On the bed,” he said, reaching down to help me up. “Lie flat. I want to see this gorgeous body of yours in this lingerie.”
I did as he said, lying back on the soft bedspread. “Having a bed is kind of a perk,” I said.
“And so is this lingerie. I’m so glad you thought to get it, although the sight of you in this sheer lace and this thong that barely covers your round little ass is making me crazy.”
I wiggled my hips. “Yeah? You like the thong?”
He yanked the brocade cover off the bed, revealing the silky sheets. “You know I do. Spread your legs. I want to see that pussy.”
His blunt words made my pulse race. I wanted to show off my body for him, so once again, I did as he said. I lay on my back on the bed. The silk rubbed perfectly over my heated skin. With no hesitation, I opened my legs as wide as I could, liking that I was giving Jackson what he wanted in bed.
“Now leave the panties on, but pull the thong aside so I can see your pussy.”
I reached down and moved the thin stretch of fabric over. I swallowed hard, knowing he was seeing my bare pussy on display, just for him.
From my spot on the bed, I heard him swear a few times, and let out a harsh breath.
“What?” I asked.
“You just about made me come in my own hand. Seeing you laid out like this, with your glistening pussy open for me, ready for my cock.”
I’d thought I’d gotten used to anything that might embarrass me, but having Jackson stare between my open legs was the most arousing thing I’d ever done. It also made my entire body flush bright pink.
I glanced up to see him holding his hard cock in one hand, just barely stroking it in his fist. Next he said, “Put your arms above your head.”
I did, stretching my arms up above to hold onto the headboard.
“Perfect view,” he said, letting his eyes rove all over my body. “I can see almost all of you at once. Except that gorgeous ass.”
He crawled forward onto the bed and pushed my legs even farther apart. “I got to taste you while we were camping, but I didn’t get to see you like this.” His tongue flicked out over my clit, and I writhed against the silky sheets.
I let my head rest against the soft pillows, while he buried his face between my legs.
“Sometime I’m going to have to tie you up,” he said, pushing one finger into my pussy. “But maybe you’ll be able to get away after what I taught you.”
That sounded promising. I liked the idea of being restrained by Jackson. I could imagine him pushing