Chapter 20

Jack

My cock throbbed as I stared at her hot little body. She curved everywhere she was supposed to, two sweet breasts sitting perky and full above it all.

I stepped forward, wrapping my arms around her as she looked away and down. She was a bundle of nerves, but she was still reacting to my touch and submitting to my desire.

Once she was laid on the bed, I settled beside her, still drinking in her soft, smooth skin with my eyes. She was thin but not so skinny that she looked like she might break, and she had a mole on her left hip and several on her arms.

There were a few stretch marks on her thighs, but they were faded and old, and they seemed to add to her appeal. She had a past.

I also noticed the faded but not quite gone bruises on her side, a large one over her hip and several smaller ones down the same side.

"These look like they were painful," I said, gently running one hand over the largest. She looked away but didn't flinch or stop me.

"They were, but they're almost healed now," she replied.

I gently bent down and pressed my lips to the first one before moving on to the next I saw and the next until there was only the worst one left. I had to shift down the bed slightly, but I was even more gentle as I pressed a kiss to it.

"There," I said as I moved back up the bed and wrapped an arm around her.

She didn't say anything at first, but her eyes said it all, her gratitude there in the way they lit up and fixed on my face.

"Thank you," she said a moment later. As she opened her mouth to speak again, I pressed my finger to her lips.

"Nothing should mar such beautiful skin," I said before kissing her, my hand reaching around to cradle her neck and stroke her cheek.

She yielded to me, pressing her body closer and making her desire obvious. And I didn't plan on disappointing her. Pushing her legs apart, I shifted my weight until I was between them and over her, every inch of her mine to claim.

I trailed kisses down her neck, wanting to taste her skin, to take her nipples into my mouth and make her mine. She moaned as I cupped her breasts and rubbed my fingers across her rosy pink buds.

As I took the first one into my mouth, she shuddered and bucked her hips upward toward my groin.

I chuckled at her eagerness, but I had no plan to rush this time. She'd lie beneath me and let me do as I pleased with her body first.

Her hands came up to run across my chest, but I pushed them away again, pinning them above her head. Then I brought my mouth down on her second nipple, hearing her gasp at the sudden roughness after how gentle I'd been. Still, she yielded, not even fighting my grip on her and my shift in attitude.

I took her nipple between my teeth and bit gently while my free hand twisted the other, making her whimper and mewl. My little kitten.

As she shuddered again, I returned my mouth to hers and slid my hand between her legs, cupping her pussy and finding her hot and slick, her folds parting with little effort.

"I'm going to take you again soon," I said, as much a promise as a declaration that she was going to be mine.

"Please," she replied, her eyes wide and her breathing ragged.

"When I'm ready and not before."

She opened her mouth to object, but I kissed her again before she could speak, thrusting my tongue between her lips as my fingers did the same to her pussy. Groaning against me, she opened up and let me claim her even further.

When I pulled my fingers back out, slick with her juices, she whimpered, her eyes fixed on me as if she was pleading with me not to leave her empty.

I couldn't help but smile at how much she was being my little kitten. She was delicious. Lifting my fingers, I touched them to her lips before sliding them into her open mouth for her to taste.

She sucked on them, and for a moment, I imagined pushing my cock into her mouth and as deep down her throat as she could take it. But that could wait. She wasn't leaving this hotel room until I'd had her in so many ways, but I wanted her pussy first. I wanted to claim her slowly.

As she sucked on my fingers, I shifted myself and brought my cock to her entrance. Her eyes went wide as I took my time sliding inside and pushing myself down as deep as I could get. Moaning, she tilted her hips and let me push even further.

She was mine, completely mine.

I pulled slowly out only to slide in again, the feel of her hot pussy wrapped tightly around my cock so perfect that it took all my control not to ravage her again. It helped that I'd already had her once. That had been to satiate a need. This was to enjoy and savor every moment.

Her body quickly responded, her cunt growing tighter and tighter as she reached her orgasm and cried out, her body tensing underneath me and shuddering with each wave.

I almost lost control again, her pleasure bringing me close to my edge, but I wasn't done with her. I slowed, tightening my grip on her wrists to keep her still beneath me as I wove my other hand into her hair.

Pulling back her head, I exposed her smooth, graceful neck and trailed kisses down it while I stilled inside her for a moment. She was going to cum for me again before I was done.

As she came back down a little, I stoked the fire once more, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs and gently easing in and out of her again. Closing her eyes, she moaned and surrendered to me.

I gently picked up the pace as she thrust back, eager for me as much as I was for her. Our bodies moved in harmony, each stroke bringing me closer to heaven. Just as I tipped over the edge, too, I heard her cry my name and tense beneath me, her tight pussy rippling with a second orgasm as I pushed as deep as I could get and filled her with my seed.

Resting my forehead against hers, I met her gaze as we cooled together, our bodies still entwined. I tried not to think about anything but how good it had felt to claim her the same way her character had.

Slowly, I slipped beside her, keeping her in my arms and kissing her again and again, almost as much to convince myself she was genuinely there as to taste her again.

Neither of us spoke. Neither of us needed to. Our bodies had said everything we wanted to say.