Ignite (The Disciples #4) - Cassandra Robbins Page 0,84
as I jerk open the medicine cabinet for the Advil.
She sighs and I shake my head. Poor Antoinette. There’s no way I can’t not fuck her. I’m ready to bust out of my jeans. I take off my shirt and unbutton the top button of my jeans, at least trying to give him some room.
I should let her rest. But fuck that. I have something way better.
I turn and open up my buffet and grab the bottle. This might be Rip’s greatest achievement. He perfected this product a couple of years ago. We sell it at only one of our dispensaries and online, although it takes him time to make it, so it’s popular to say the least.
I walk out and admire her ass. Fuck, I want it. It teases me as I walk past to get her a bottled water for the Advil.
“Here, Cookie.” She grins and swallows them right down. “Okay let’s get you feeling better.” I grab a pillow. “Here let’s put this under your stomach.” She gets on all fours and I groan, causing her to grin and raise an eyebrow.
“Lie down and be a good girl.”
I take the bottle and get on the bed. She stiffens but stays still. “Open your legs.” She slowly does but not nearly enough.
I unscrew the top of the gold bottle and fill the dropper. When I spread her legs further, she gasps.
“Wait. What happened to aloe?”
“Shh, relax, baby.” I reach down and spread her ass open more to drip the liquid oil onto it, watching as she instinctively clenches up, then relaxes, letting it drip right in.
“Fuck, I want this ass.” My voice is harsh, and she tries to move.
“Don’t move. Your sunburn will hurt.”
“But, oh my God.” She puffs in and out as I open her lips and drip the rest on her clit.
“Good girl. You’re gonna be warm and blissful in a minute and not even remember about your burn.”
I smile. Her breathing is harsh; her hands clutch the sheets and her face relaxes. That’s the magic of this formula. It’s quick to stimulate, but if you give your body time to absorb the hemp and other ingredients, the release is another level. I intended to wait before I took her ass, but this might be exactly what she needs. I set down the bottle and pump a large amount of the cocoa butter-aloe lotion into my hands and slowly and gently rub it on her back. She hisses but I can tell the hemp oil is distracting her already. I slather it all over her arms and back, massaging her tight, defined muscles in small circles.
“Axel,” she says on a sigh, moaning as I start on her legs and feet. “I think that’s enough massaging.”
I can’t help but smile. “Just breathe. Trust me,” I say, massaging her ass.
“Fuck,” she shouts as my hands rub and slide up and down. The room smells of cocoa and coconut from the oil.
“Please.” Her nails scratch the bed and her hips slightly grind against the pillow.
“Turn around. We need to get your front.” She easily flips over, her eyes almost feverish as she reaches for me.
“Baby, if you can’t sit still, I’ll tie you up. And with your sunburn, it won’t be fun. Don’t move unless I tell you.” I reach for my tiny bottle and this time she moans and spreads her legs wide open. Her glistening pussy is ready for me. In fact, if I blew on her clit she’d go over, but what fun is that?
“Did I tell you to show me your cunt?”
Her eyes don’t waver, and I have to give her credit. Antoinette is not into depriving herself of pleasure.
“Did I?”
She blinks at me but arches her back. Placing my hand on her stomach, I push her down. “Bad girls don’t get orgasms.” Her eyes widen as she closes her legs. I sit up and take the dropper and drip the oil onto each of her erect nipples. The oil trickles its way down her sides and to her back.
“Now, my greedy princess, spread your legs. She does and I let the drops slowly drip onto her clit. “Wider,” I hiss. My cock is ready and if her pulsing pussy is any indication, she is too.
“Talk, Antoinette. What does it feel like?”
“Jesus,” she whines again. Her hands reach for me but drop with a thud. “It feels warm and powerful, like nothing in this world will ever make me feel this good again.”