Chad had gone down on me before, but never had it felt like this.
No man had ever made me feel like this.
“Oh, f*ck,” I gasped as he dove in deeper, his movements becoming more frenzied.
“You taste amazing,” he mumbled against my core. I felt myself coming closer to the edge. The motions his tongue made caused a knot to form in my stomach. I knew was going to explode.
“I can’t hold on-” I cried out. “Please-“
Screaming out in pleasure, I fisted at the cold, hard ground as he forced me to ride out the wave of pleasure he had created within me. I wasn’t sure how I had come so far when only the other day I was trying to avoid seeing him.
Now, he had me writhing in ecstasy over and over with no warning. He just took what he wanted, and I was subjected to his pleasure. I suppose it was my fault after what I did to him this morning.
“Your body reacts to me so well.” He looked at me as he licked his lips.
The arrogant tone of his voice pulled me back to reality as I quickly pulled my body from him and scrambled back on the ground, panting as I came down from the high he created.
“So confident, aren’t you?” I replied sarcastically, causing him to laugh.
“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy that, Becca.”
Watching his eyes scan up and down my body, I couldn’t help but feel the lust build within me. I wanted him to f*ck me till I begged him to stop, but admitting that would only add further to his ego.
This was a game to him, and I never backed down from a challenge.
“I’m glad that you could prove you could make me cum, but that still doesn’t prove you can ensure Tally won’t find out. So as much as I enjoyed that, I think it’s best I go about my day and let you enjoy your swim.”
“Running away,” he says. “Didn’t take you as a girl who would.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t take you as a man who did nothing but talk and barely show action. Yet, here we are having a conversation about what you did and didn’t do.”
It was a lie, I know. He had just enjoyed my pussy like a four course meal, but I couldn’t let him see the true satisfaction in what it did.
My sarcastic attitude did nothing but amuse him, and while I wasn’t aiming for amusement, I found his reaction to my words comical.
“I thought you said you were going to be a good girl, Becca,” he replied.
“Hmm-” I replied, thinking over his words, “I guess I lied, too. That’s something we have in common now, isn’t it?”
My words seemed to stun him as he stared at me. Warm satisfaction rolled through my body as I watched him in the water, staring at where I was now standing next to the pool.
James had been more than amazing getting me off, and the rush of pleasure he created in me was definitely something I would want to do again. But he had to learn this was a game of wits, and I would not bow down to him.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. You have no idea what you’re getting into…” he warned, with lust filled eyes. “You will beg for me to stop.”
“Weren’t you the one that said I would be begging you to f*ck me as well?” I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest.
Tight-lipped, I watch the corner of his lips turn up. “Yes, I did say that, and it would have been true had you decided not to play this game. However, the tables have turned, and I will take you when you least expect it.”
“I doubt that. Anyway, if you will excuse me. I need to go take care of a few things, and I would hate to mess up plans you had for today.”
Turning on my feet, I carried myself back towards the house and quickly closed the door behind me. A sigh of relief escaped me as I felt the safety of distance put between James and I.
Yes, I wanted him. But it was a ridiculous notion because he wasn’t the kind of man to want me, and to be honest, I didn’t want to be someone’s toy.
The confliction was real, and I hated that I couldn’t be decisive about what I was doing.
At least I could say that he lived up to his legend so far.
That tongue of his had skills that would keep me wet and excited for years to come. I just had to pray he didn’t take my words too seriously. Otherwise, I would have a sadistic daddy with a twitching palm coming after me.
The thought alone was exciting, but the anticipation of knowing it was killing me.
“Tally, where the hell is your toaster?” I asked as I scanned the kitchen, looking for the only appliance that didn’t seem to sit on the counter.
“Uh, you’re really asking me?” Moving towards the kitchen counter, she pulled herself up on it, taking a seat as she bit into a golden red apple, watching me search through every cupboard.
She wasn’t any help, and it already irritated me. I got little sleep after what had happened between James and I the day before.
Groaning in protest, I stood, looking at her with my hands on my hips. “How do you not know where it is? This is your house.”
Shrugging her shoulders, she rolled her eyes as she continued eating. It was only when James walked into the kitchen I became rigid and froze in my spot. His body brushed gently by mine as he went for the coffee pot.
“Good morning, ladies,” he said with a smile and a chipper tone to his voice.
“Morning, Daddy,” Tally said as his eyes slowly scanned towards me.
“Are you having a good morning, Becca?”
Of all the times he had to address me, it was right in front of Tally. I was, in a way, pleased with him speaking to me, but the thought of what had happened between us in the pool kept swirling through my mind.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.