Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
The hand between my thighs now expertly unfastened my jeans and before I realize what is happening, he tugs my jeans down.
“Jackson, don’t…” I shake my head from side to side wanting to inject some common sense into this situation.
Not only does he not answer, but this jerk has the gall to pull my panties down as well.
Knee him in the stomach, a little voice in the back of my head screams but I remain still when he grazes my slit with his index finger.
“Fuck…you’re already wet for me.” Jackson brings his face down until he’s eye level with my pussy.
Why am I not fighting him? I hate this boy. He has been the cause of so much stress for me but here I was allowing him to touch me more intimately than anyone has ever done before.
He pulls my pants down even further until they rest around my ankles.
I tremble. Not because I want this, at least that’s what I tell myself. It’s because my body is no longer under my control. Jackson is now my puppet master, pulling my strings so masterfully with each caresses and press of his lips.
As he eases his middle finger inside of me, a quiver of pure electricity runs up my spine and makes my toes curl. How can I hate someone so much yet feel this good?
“Do you hear that, baby doll?” He asks, sliding his finger in an out. The sloppy, gushing sound of my wet pussy mortifies me.
Not only is Jackson in control of my body, he’s aware of it too. But I refuse to answer him. I bite my bottom lip to keep from blurting out something foolish.
He chuckles almost as if he’s read my mind. “That’s the sound of good pussy. It already knows who it belongs to be. I bet it tastes amazing as well. Should I put that to the test?”
I open my mouth to deny him even though I know he probably won’t listen but all that comes out is an embarrassing squeak.
Jackson eases his finger out of me, and pops it in his mouth. “Mmm, just as sweet as I thought it would be. And you know what I’m going to do now?”
My imagination fills in the blanks but once again, my voice fails me.
His aqua stare bores into me as if he can see into the deepest recesses of my soul. Jackson hooks his arms beneath my thighs and lifts the lower half of my body as if I weigh nothing.
My body is aflame with an incredible heat that’s taken over every inch of me and I no longer have the will to fight it. Jackson doesn’t simply put his mouth on my pussy. He clamps on to it as if it holds the very essence of life and he needs it for his survival.
The way he sucks on my clit sends waves pure bliss coursing through me. I feel sensations I’ve never experienced in my 18 years on Earth thanks to my greatest enemy.
If someone would have told me I would end up in Jackson Champion’s bed with hm sucking the life out pussy I would have thought them insane. Yet here I am on the verge of what I think is my first orgasm. Sure I knew how to make myself feel good but I still haven’t mastered my body well enough to get myself off completely.
Jackson seems to have no issue, feasting on the juices that drip from my core. He makes love to my pussy with his mouth so thoroughly my eyes cross. He’s not eating my pussy. He’s devouring it.
He slides his tongue from my clit to the crack of my ass before showing it all the way in into my damp heat.
“Oh, my god, Jackson.”
Damn.
Was that me? God I’m pathetic. I’m not supposed to want this let alone like it.
I fight the urge to thread my fingers through his hair. I ball my fists at my sides, but I can’t keep the moans from escaping my lips.
Something unknown takes a hold of me and my thighs start to quiver and my legs start to shake. What feels akin to a volcanic eruption takes over my body and a scream rips from my throat.
My juices run down my legs but Jackson, keeps going. That greedy motherfucker even slurps my pussy like an animal.
But I can’t no longer deny how much my body craves this.
A booming knock on the door brings reality crashing down on me like a ton of bricks.
“Jackson, are you in there? What’s going on? Who are you in there with?”
Teagan’s voice has the effect of nails scraping against the chalkboard. The euphoric sensations I’d felt only seconds earlier disappear.
With a strength I didn’t know I possessed, I pushed Jackson off me. I’m not sure if he would have continued or not but it isn’t a chance I wish to take. I roll off the bed and pull up my underwear and pants.