An evil thought crossed my mind.
I smiled.
Chapter Fifteen Jackson
"Angie-please."
I was flat on my back, every inch of my body tingling from her touch. Angie was running her finger tips all over my skin. She lowered those juicy lips of hers to my abdomen.
And bit me.
I held my breath, watching as she leaned over my cock and blew on it.
It bobbed helplessly in the air as she stared at it in fascination. She licked her lips with the pointy tip of her tongue. I moaned as she placed a very wet, very firm kiss on the tip of my shaft.
Then she smiled at me and moved away. Her sharp little teeth nipped my inner thigh next. I reached for my cock, desperate for release.
She smacked my hand away, wagging her finger at me.
"Be a good boy and you will get your reward."
I whimpered like a whipped dog as she worked her way down my legs and back up again. Once again she swerved around my cock to my stomach. It was like watching one of those torture movies. One where you were waiting for the axe to fall, while the subject begged for mercy.
Except I was living it.
She was licking my nipple now, her hand snaking down my chest to my shaft. I groaned in ecstasy as her hand slid over my rod, stroking and teasing it. She squeezed the base and smiled at me.
"Have you been a good boy Jackson?"
I moaned, nodding my head eagerly.
"And will you continue to be a good boy?"
"Yes-oh God-yes ma'am I will."
"Okay then."
She was smiling at me as she lowered her head to my cock. Pleasure shot through me as she pulled it into her mouth, her tongue swirling against me deliciously. She made a throaty sound of appreciation that vibrated me all the way down to my sac.
"Oh fuck!"
I watched in awe as her head bobbed up and down on my shaft. She was twisting her head, running her tongue over the tip with each stroke. I felt my cum rising inside me, ready to explode.
It turned out that little Miss Angelina Randall was a world-class cock sucker.
"Unfff... Angie be careful or I'm gonna..."
I cursed and grabbed her, tossing her onto her back. Then I dove forward, impaling her with my cock. She looked surprised as hell as I rammed myself into her, my cock spasming as I starting to cum.
"Fuck me! Oh God!"
I felt her body quivering in response and reached down to rub her clit. She wasn't getting off that easy. Hell no. Nobody was.
We were both getting off hard.
"Unfffff!"
I grunted as I came, my cock pistoning in and out of her like a steam engine. Her sweet little * clamped down on me as she bucked wildly. I held on tight as she nearly threw me off her.
I knew how to ride rough.
I collapsed forward as the last of my seed sprayed out of me, careful not to crush her with my weight. We were both shaking from the exertion. I realized that I had been wrong earlier when I said I couldn't cum any harder.
That had only been the second most intense orgasm of my life.
This was the first.
I rolled to the side, bringing her with me. I held her tight, not pulling out for a second. I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible.
She just felt that good. I nestled up against her, feeling supremely satisfied. All I had to do was fuck her three or four times a night until she was out of my system.
I felt my cock twitch, ready for round three.
"Jackson, I think that was a mistake."
"It's okay darlin', I'm not mad. We can take turns begging."
"No-not that."
I held her against me, a feeling of deep contentment washing over me.
"What then?"
"I think you should leave."
I leaned up on my elbow and stared at her.
"What?"
"It's nothing personal. I just think we got carried away and-"
"Damn right we got carried away. And we're about to get carried away again."
I looked down pointedly. My cock was still inside her. It was starting to rise again.
"Jesus Jackson, did you take one of those male enhancement pills or something?"
"Do I look like I need a male enhancement pill?"
I growled at her, flexing my hips to drive my cock a little deeper.
"I don't need any of that shit. I just need this."
I grabbed her ass and squeezed.
"Jackson-I really don't think-"
"Don't think baby, just feel..."
She pulled away from me and stood up, pulling on her bathrobe.
"Alright, that's enough."
And just like that, she kicked me out of her house.
Again.
Angelina
"Why? Why why why why?"
I stood under the shower, trying to loofah away the feeling of Jackson on my skin. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin was pink and tender.
It didn't do a damn thing.
I'd washed between my legs over and over again, even hopping up and down in an effort to get his sperm out of me. How could I be so stupid? How?
Short of getting a garden hose, I realized I was shit out of luck. That was probably dangerous anyway. He'd been all the way inside me when he came.
Both times.
That had to be deliberate.
Jackson Delancey wanted to knock me up.