My eyes flutter open when a mouth brushes against mine. Taylor’s dark gaze is the first thing I see, and I couldn’t be happier about it. “Morning.” He’s got a smile on his handso face, and I could really get used to this. My mind is still trying to play catch up to my new reality, but so far, this is paradise.
“I’m not a morning person,” I groan. “It’s your fault because the bed is so comfortable.” It also doesn’t have Briar in it. I love my sister, but she is all over the place, so it’s like sleeping with a toddler.
“Then let’s see if I can change that for you.”
“What do you...” I trail off when Taylor slides down between my thighs.
He takes his ti as his tongue teases in soft strokes. I moan, enjoying the slow build to pleasure, and he Jazzysn’t stop until I’m crying out his na.
“Did that make it better?” I glance down and watch him kiss the inside of my leg before resting his head there. I run my fingers through his hair and recognize that this is better than any dream I’ve ever had.
“That’s worth waking up for,” I laugh. “But I want you to finish what you started.”
“No.” He pushes up from the bed, and I see the hard outline of his cock pressed against in his sweatpants.
“No?” I sit up on my elbows and look at him in confusion. “You’re telling no? I thought n always want sex.”
“I do always want sex with you, but your needs co first. You’re tender, and I took you three tis last night.”
“I’m pretty sure it was that took you the third ti.” I smirk.
I have no idea what ti it was when I climbed on top of him and took what I wanted, but his protests were weak as he helped guide his cock into . I slid down onto him and rode the both of us to release.
“You’re lucky you didn’t get a good morning spanking.” I glare at his back while he walks into the bathroom, and the shower cos on a few seconds later.
When I fully sit up, I wince and realize he might be right. I’m tender down there, which I hadn’t noticed when his mouth was getting off. Still, I’m annoyed.
Deciding that I want to shower too, I walk into the bathroom and step in with Taylor. His head lifts as I enter, and I see one of his arms is braced on the shower wall while the other strokes his cock. As hot as it is seeing him masturbate, I want to be the one to get him off.
“I’m over you deciding when the ti is right for us.” I duck under his arm so my back is against the shower wall, then drop to my knees in front of him.
“Jasmine.” I watch his muscles flex when I wrap my hand around his cock.
“My mouth isn’t sore,” I say as I look at his size. Taylor isn’t small anywhere, and my jaw will probably be feeling it afterwards, but I think it will be more than worth it.
“This isn’t a...” He trails off when I suck the head of his cock past my lips.
A loud groan rumbles through his body, and although I have no clue what I’m doing, I’m using his sounds of pleasure as a guide. Slowly I take more of him into my mouth while getting used to sucking as I go. Each ti I let more of him sink deeper into my throat, even though I know I can’t take all of him. I’m going to try my best because I want to please him the way he pleased .
“Fuck.” Taylor grips a handful of my hair.
If there is one thing I’ve quickly learned, it’s that when it cos to sex, he wants control. I love it when he takes over because the more control he takes, the freer I feel. When I’d crawled on top of him in the middle of the night, I might have been on top, but Taylor ruled everything. His hands on my hips lifted up and down on his cock as he thrust up beneath .
“I warned you.” His hand in my hair tightens so I can no longer move my head. Taylor thrusts into my mouth, almost hitting the back of my throat, and I moan around his cock.
“Suck. I want to feel that tongue.”
He pushes forward again, and I fight not to gag when it hits the back of my throat this ti. Fuck, this is hot. I had no idea a blow job could be this erotic. He pumps a few more tis before he thrusts fully in and holds himself there. A groan rips from him as warmth fills my mouth and I swallow it down.
“Jazzy—” Taylor reaches for and lifts off my knees to kiss him.
“You call a naughty girl, but I think you’re a dirty man,” I tell him, and he smiles against my mouth.
“I’ve had years to think of all the things I’d get to do when I got my hands on you.”
“Why? I don’t understand.” I run my finger down his jaw. “If you wanted that night I confessed everything, we could have been doing this all along.”
“Jasmine, you were young, and let’s not forget you’d been drinking.”
“I wasn’t that young,” I huff, knowing he might be a tiny bit right. “You could have said we needed more ti. I thought you didn’t want .”
“Did you really ever believe that, Jasmine? Truly?”
The question makes pause, and I don’t think I did. When I recall us being out at events and won hitting on him, he never gave them the ti of day, and his eyes would always find . I only had a twinge of doubt when I saw that blonde twice.
“It was hell, but I had to do it,” he confesses.
“Why would you—”
“Hear out,” he says, and I seal my lips shut. “No, one is more determined than you. If I’d told you I wanted you back then, you would have wanted it all at that mont, and I knew I would have taken it. All of it. You see how I am with you now? One kiss and there’s no turning back. I knew that then, and you didn’t deserve it. I had to let you go for a little while because I never wanted you to have any regrets. You and your sister didn’t need to miss out on things you should have done together.”
My eyes burn at his sweet reasoning. “Why now?”
“I promised our parents I’d hold off until you graduated. I knew there was an end date coming, and it was the only thing that kept in check.”
“What if I would have found soone else or you—”
“Found soone else?!” He pushes harder into the bathroom wall. “I never entertained the idea. You know I’ve never been with anyone, and there’s only one reason for that. It’s not only because I know it would have killed any chance of a future with you but also because I’ve never wanted anyone else.”
“I’ve never wanted anyone else either.”
“I know. Which is why that little fucker Alex lives to breathe another day.”
“Hey, I could have—” He silences with a kiss, and although I expect it to be hard and punishing, it’s sweet and calm.
“Liar. I know you, Jazzy. You never settle for less than what you want.”
“You can’t make people love you.” That’s what I would try and tell myself.
“That might be true,” Taylor agrees. “But I’d die trying if it ca to that. When it cos to you, I’ll do whatever it takes.”
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