11. Zane

Chapter eleven

Zane

I like teasing, and I think I've given her long enough to back out if she doesn't want this. Taking a moment to remove her gag, nothing short of her crazy safe word will stop me from claiming what I want.

"Come on then, kitten. Let's hear some begging from you." Beg me to stop, beg me for more; it makes no difference. My hand drifts down her stomach, feeling the softness of her skin under my fingertips. I can feel her muscles tense as my hand approaches where she wants me most. Her breathing is getting heavier and I know she's getting more aroused by the second.

I tease her a little longer, circling around her navel before finally reaching my destination. My fingers slip between her folds, already wet with desire. I can't help but let out a groan at how good she feels. She's so responsive to my touch, and it only makes me want more. I start to move my fingers in slow, gentle strokes, finding all the right spots that make her moan and arch into me.

Her hands grip onto the headboard tightly as I continue to stimulate her, kissing and nipping at her neck. I want to hear more of those moans, so I add a second finger and pick up the pace.

Jasmine starts to tremble against me as she nears orgasm. But just as she's about to fall over the edge, I stop all movement.

She lets out a frustrated groan and looks at me with pleading eyes. "Why did you stop?"

I give her a wicked grin and lean in closer to whisper in her ear. "Because I want you to beg for it."

"Beg?" she whimpers.

"Lie down, kitten, I want to see your face."

Jasmine rotates clumsily between my arms until she's lying down on the bed.

"Good girl." I lean down to kiss her. "Now beg."

Her eyes widen in surprise but then quickly turn into determination. She wraps one of her legs around mine and pulls me closer to her body, grinding against my hand.

"Please," she gasps out, "please don't stop."

I continue my movements again, satisfied with her begging for more. It only turns me on even more knowing how much she wants this.

Her body tenses again as she reaches climax for the second time tonight. And this time, I let her ride it out until she's completely spent.

Finally satisfied with this small victory of making her beg for pleasure, I pull back and look into her glazed over eyes. Instead of protesting, she moans, pushing her leg into my fingers.

"Such a good girl. Keen for more?" The question is whether I should keep playing with her or if it's time to pluck the cherry. It all depends on how she'll reflect on this afterwards. If this is the best time of her life, I'll have her orgasming until she's crying out for my cock. If she wants this over with, then it's time to make this virginity barrier a thing of the past. Peeling my clothes away, I'm ready to take this to the next level with her.

Mounting over her body, my naked cock rests between the cheeks of her arse. Reaching around, I take her throat and lift her towards me, close enough to nibble on her earlobe. "Let's see how practised you are." My finger rubs over her clit, pressing in to work her body into a frenzy. Her hips alternate dipping and rising as she tries to help me get her off. "Beautiful girl is hungry like a proper slut. How have you resisted nourishing yourself for so long?"

"Don't know… what you're missing… if you… don't…" She's so close now, my wet finger moves with ease.

"So true, baby."

"Oh god, please no."

"You can call me Zane if you like," I laugh at her cussing me.

"Bastard," she bites back. "Stop, please, I'm so close."

"That's the point, kitten."

"I don't want this," Jasmine says with a shaky breath.

"Then you know what to say and it will all be over. Do you want to say your safe word?"

"No."

I punish her words with my fingers, rubbing until her legs give out under her. She wants this; she just needs to admit it to herself.

She knows it, I know it. I knew it when she let me touch her in my office.

"I know you want this." I dare her to correct me.

"I do," she confesses. "Please, I need this. Fuck me like a whore. Wreck me, breed me. Please."

Her submission is beautiful. I knew from the moment I saw her that she wanted to be on her knees. But she has it wrapped up in denial so tight she's convinced herself.

"Fuck me," Jasmine hisses between clenched teeth.

I ignore her words as I admire the beautiful body on show before me. I need a moment to slide the condom on, but she's acting like I've abandoned her. I need time to prep this honey for the beast that's about to come knocking.

I run my hand up her inner thigh, reminding her I'm still here.

"Stop teasing." Jasmine kicks her leg back at me, trying to pull her knees together as my finger slips back inside.

"Any bananas with that order?" I chuckle, pressing deeper. "You can say all the words you want, but you haven't said the one that counts."

"Arsehole."

"And, soon you will have it all and more. I promise you that."

My fingers press deeper, stretching, readying her for me.

"Not enough. Please, I need more."

"And I need to taste your wet cunt."

My lips kiss her skin from her knee up to her delicious rear. As my tongue laps across her sex, her limbs decide to try the tango and she twists practically in half.

"That's it, kitten. Get comfortable."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Evil man, give me more!"

"Very soon, I enjoy playing with my toys first." This girl is so ready for me.