Chapter Seven

Jason

If I died now, I'd be the happiest man to ever walk the face of the earth…

I press her body closer to mine, loving the delicious little sounds that she's making from the back of her throat. I rock my body against hers, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I press her closer because I can't seem to get close enough to her. Then I stop, staring into her face.

She's never looked more beautiful than in this moment, with her eyes half-hooded with unabashed lust.

"You're so fucking sexy, Bianca," I say, letting my eyes rest on the curve of her breast. "I wonder if these gorgeous titties are as delicious as I imagined them to be."

"Why don't you find out by yourself?" She says with an audacious smile that only serves to excite me further.

I let the corner of my mouth curl into a smirk as I yank up her shirt and claw her bra in half. Her breasts tumbled out. I pause, staring at them until her nipples harden under my heated gaze.

I place slow, gentle kisses from her chin, down her neck, stopping in the front of her throat to nibble gently. She grips my shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh, her breaths coming out in short, needy pants.

I shift my hips, rubbing my erection against her.

She gasps, subconsciously grinding her body against mine.

"Easy, Kitty," I tease, smiling down at her. "I plan to take my time with you."

"Don't be a tease, sir," she says with a playful glare, despite the deep blush spreading across her cheeks.

I like that she still maintains her sense of humor even when she seems so shy; it makes her seem so much more adorable.

"I'm the boss here," I say, running my mouth along the side of her neck, then I stop at her ear and whisper; "I call the shots."

She shivers slightly in response, letting out a soft sigh when I lower my mouth down to her chest, licking, nipping, sucking, but I didn't touch her breasts, loving the way she's squirming in my arms.

I know what she wants but I want her to ask for it, so I lift my head to look into her face. "Is there something you want, love?"

She swallows nervously, her cheeks growing tedder as she nods in affirmation.

"Use your words, baby," I say, letting my finger brush over her nipple in the slightest touch. Her breath catches, a violent shiver racking her body.

"My breasts…" she gasps, breathing hard. "Could you… touch them?"

Something about her shyness turns me on even more.

"Anything you want, baby, just ask," I say before lowering my mouth to one breast. I lap at her nipple softly then stop. She arches her, a stifled moan escaping her throat.

"Want more?" I ask.

"Yes, please" she replies almost impatiently.

Chuckling softly, I move to the other breast, sliding my tongue around her nipple before suckling it gently between my lips. Heat floods my body at the sound of her long, lusty moan. I suck harder and her moan turns into a cry. I place a palm between her legs, running my mouth up her neck to her ear.

"I'm going to fuck the living daylights out of you, Bianca," I murmur gruffly into her ear, loving the way her breathing becomes strained.

She blushes as I trail one finger delicately over the outline of her breast, then pinch her nipple, "Is that okay, love?"

"Oh god, yes Jason. I am so glad it's you," she says, breaking into a grin.

I return her smile and grab her breast, letting it fill my entire palm. "I thought as much," I murmur, lowering my mouth to her breasts and at the same time sliding my hand down between her legs. But I barely touched her, drawing lazy circles with a finger over her panties. Gently teasing more of those breathless moans from her lips.

"Please," she mutters, her breathing hitching slightly. "Oh, please…"

"What are you begging me for, Bianca?"

"Touch me…please." She responds, bucking her hips against mine in a desperate attempt to create friction.

"Be more specific, love," I say, prolonging the torture for the both of us.

"I want you inside of me. Now!"

"That's my girl," I say, stepping slightly away from her. "Now, strip."

She obeys, hurriedly taking off her clothes items. "Stop," I commanded just as she was about to take off the last piece of clothing; a sexy lacy black pants. "I'll do that."

For a moment, I let myself take in her nakedness, the perfect curve of her body, her slim toned limbs and perfect creamy skin.

Damn.

"Baby, you're gorgeous," I say, gently pushing her towards the bed. I position her so she's standing with her back to me. Blood rushes to my cock at the feel of her perfectly rounded ass against my groin, causing my head to swim.

"Bend down. Ass out," I command, barely able to control myself, but knowing I need to be careful with her.

She obeys instantly, jutting her ass out in a perfect arch. A guttural groan bursts out of my lips as desire jolts through my entire body.

"Ah, fuck," I moan, running my palm over the smooth expanse of her ass. "I can't wait to slide into his tightness… hmmm…"

I finger the edge of her black lace panties. "These are gorgeous, but they have to go," I say, then slip my finger under her panties and between her folds.

She gasps, rocking backward into my hand. I let out another deep moan as I unzip my pants and take my cock. I stroke my hand along my hand length in two fast pumps, continuing to work her so she is read for me. Gently, I begin pumping into her inch by inch, allowing her to adjust to my length and the new sensations.

Finally, I am fully seated inside her. Ever so slowly, I begin to thrust, hoping she can adjust quickly because I am on the verge of losing control.

As she relaxes around me, I ask, "Is this good for you, baby? Feeling any pain? Or are you ready for me to fuck your brains out?" I nip at her shoulder while I wait for her response.

"I'm ready," she gasps out.

"Hang on, baby," I say, spanking her ass. Then I withdraw slowly and thrust into her again; hard and fast. She screams my name, shuddering as a wave of climax overtakes her body. Placing one hand on the small of her back, I pin her in place and continue to move in and out of her. Her body jerks back and forth with the strength of my movement. The bed bangs against the wall and with every sharp thrust, our skin slaps together lusciously. Her moans and cries grow louder. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge too, ready to explode. I flip her over seamlessly and continue pumping into her with enough force to make her teeth clatter.

I'm far too gone to be gentle… to be considerate.

Bringing my two palms down onto the bed on either side of her head, I look into her eyes. She closes her eyes, shielding herself from my intensity.

"Open your eyes," I order. "Look at me." She obeys. "That's it," I encourage, my voice gruff with desire. "Keep your eyes on me, baby."

I'm sweating profusely, my breathing clipped as I continue to slam in and out of her. Then I lost control, and at about the same time, her body started to tremble with a second orgasm. The world goes black and. I feel myself drowning in the dark chasm of pleasure, anchored only by the sound of her voice calling my name… over and over again.

***

The next morning, I open my eyes to see her staring into my face. My chest instantly fills up with a strange yet welcome warmth. The feeling of waking up to Bianca beside me is indescribable, never in my life have I felt so content, so… at peace.

"Have I died and gone to heaven?" I tease, reaching out to cup her beautiful face. "Are you my guardian angel, gorgeous?"

She laughs, the soft tinkling sound that never fails to arouse the butterflies in my stomach. "Do you flirt with angels now?"

"Only ones that look like you, love."

She rolls her eyes at me, her lips tilting upwards in an amused smile. "You know? I couldn't help watching you sleep… You're so beautiful," she says, leaning into my touch. "If I were an artist, I'd make millions selling paintings of you."

"You flatter me," I say, pressing her warm naked body closer to mine. I start to lean in for a kiss, but she stops me with a hand to my chest.

"What are you doing?" She asks, laughing. "Oliver will walk through that door in ten minutes."

"Well then, we have enough time," I say, sealing my mouth to hers. She instantly melts into my embrace, her mouth opening up eagerly beneath mine. I kiss her hard, then trail my mouth down the elegant curve of her neck, kissing my way down to her shoulders, chest, and abdomen.

I intend to take things slowly this time and savor every inch of her, but Bianca doesn't share my sentiments. She grabs me by the shoulder and drags me back up her body. I smile at her attempt to take control, allowing her to do her thing. Leaning back, I grab both her knees and press her thighs open, baring her completely to my gaze. She blushes softly and tries to close her legs, but I hold on firmly.

"Don't hide from me, love," I whisper, gently running my thumbs over her thighs. "You're so beautiful… simply gorgeous."

She blushes but smiles, extending her arms out to embrace me. I oblige her, wrapping my arms around her back. She gasps when I swing her onto my lap, moving to the edge of the bed.

In one brutal thrust, I set her down on my length so suddenly that she let out a sharp cry of shock. I bury my head in her neck, running my hands over her back and bottom, on her breasts, rubbing against her nipples. Everywhere. Then I pull her back up and slam her down again. She screams throws her head backward and screams my name, her fingers digging painfully into my shoulders. I hold her down as her body trembles uncontrollably against mine.

I run my lips over her chest and neck, whispering sweet nothing in her ears until the last spasm racks her body.

She starts to pull away from me, but I hold her in place. "Oh no, darling," I murmur, nipping her ear. "I'm not done with you just yet."

She whimpers as place her on her back at the edge of the bed, putting her arms out to stop my rapid descent towards her breasts.

"Wait," she cries. "Oh, Jason…"

I grab her hands and pin them to the mattress next to her head. "Can't wait," I growl gruffly. "Trust. Surrender. Let me take control." I pause, my gaze softening as I lean forward to kiss her forehead. "I won't hurt you. I promise."

She nods and my heart melts at the surrender in her eyes. At that moment, I know for sure that I am hopelessly in love with Bianca Harris.

I kiss her again, gently nipping at her bottom lip. Still holding her arms pinned, I enter her sheath, surprising her with long, slow strokes. I keep my gaze fixed on hers. She tries to shield herself from the intensity, but I hold her down with my eyes. I let out a deep moan, my body burning with excitement as her legs came around my waist, pulling me in deeper.

I lower my mouth to her neck, my teeth scraping lightly against her skin. I kissed my way down to her collarbone, grazing sharply and then licking the sting away. Then I bring one hand between our bucking bodies and press on her clit. She cries, her teeth sinking into my shoulder. Clinging onto my back with one hand for support, she threads her free hand through my hair, holding me tight while she moans and writhes beneath me.

Suddenly I stand up straight, grab her under the knees, and raise her hips for deeper access. My thrusts become ruthless m as I slam into her over and over. And over again.

Our bodies slap together, luscious and wet. Her cries grow louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounted. I'm on fire. She's burning… We're both headed for destruction but neither of us cares.

I stop. She whimpers in protest. Then I flip her over, positioning her on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. I didn't touch her at first. She makes another impatient sound. I start to trail my fingers down her spine. She shivers, her breath catching. Then I plunge into her, gripping her hips to steady her.

I remained still for a moment, my body seized by an overwhelming pleasure. Then she wiggles against me, urging me on. Wrapping her long hair around my fist, I gently tug her head back. She follows my lead, rising to her knees to meet my mouth in a hot, searing kiss. I kissed her long and hard until I exhausted the air in my lungs. Finally, I release her, placing her hands back on the bed then I slam into her sheath, so hard she falls forward onto her elbows.

"Oh, fuuuuuck…" I growl. It feels so good. "You feel so good, baby."

I did it again, with enough force to have us both rocking forward. I've never felt so exposed. So raw. My chest fills up so suddenly I want to scream the words; I love you, Bianca! I want to possess her, protect her… I want her to be mine.

Pressure builds within me, my muscles turning to jelly, pleasure singing through my veins. She's so wet. So sweet. So eager… and I can't anymore.

"You're mine, Bianca," I growl, clinging onto her as we both shatter into a million pieces. She threw her head back, her body quivering violently but I didn't stop slamming into her. "Say it!"

"Yes!" She screams, clutching my shoulders for dear life. "Yes, Jason, I'm yours!"

"Fuck, yeah," I murmur, raining kisses all over her neck and face.