Fifty four

OLAMIDE

I met his lips again, wondering what the hell I was doing. I was supposed to be thinking of ways to find my brother. At least, figure out a way to find David Flament but here I was, drowning out my insecurities with the touch and kisses of a broken man. Jason ended the kiss and put space between us.

"I want to see you, Olamide." He explained in a voice filled with sensuality. "All of you."

What did he want to see, I wondered as I looked into those doe eyes expecting an answer to creep out of his perverted thoughts. With nothing but gory images of the filthy things he wanted to do go me oozing out of his mind, I proceeded to speak. I had not the slightest idea what Jason wanted of me "I—"

"Let me see you," He repeated, his finger making a circular movement on the surface of my swollen lips. His face looked sincere and adoring, but his mind, a completely different story. Understanding I was clueless to his demands, Jason slid my brassiere off with a gentle motion, following the fabric up my ribs with kisses. "Truth or dare?" He whispered.

A coy smile crept up my lips and I looked him straight in the eye. "Dare,"

His features implied that he was taken aback by my reply. He really did think I was that boring. "I dare you to remove your panties while you look at me," He whispered, licking his lips.

"Your fantasies are blatantly disturbing, you know that?” I teased, but I obeyed, loving the way he seemed completely fascinated by my movements. His hands came forward, thumbs just barely grazing my nipples and making me gasp.

"You have no idea," he said, drawing me into him the second my panties touched the floor. Our chest rubbed together as his mouth took mine again. The contact sizzled my ability to think and fried all logic. His palms grazed under my thighs while another cupped my ass as he lifted me until my legs were wrapped around his waist. My nails scraped along with the hard muscles of his bare back, reveling in the hot feel of his smooth skin under my hands. Nipping at his neck, I gasped when he swung into motion. In seconds, I found myself on the kitchen table. "On your knees," He ordered.

Obediently, I knelt, but I figured it was my turn. "Truth or dare, Jason?"

"Dare," He responded without the slightest hesitation. The hunger in his eyes was frightening. Yet inviting all at the same time.

"Rid yourself of that brief," I muttered, enjoying the teasing look Jason sent my way. "Nice and slow."

His grin was devilish. “As you wish.” He promised before gliding his hands upward, stopping at the waistband. I caught my lower lip between my teeth, watching in fascination as he inched the briefs down, slowly revealing his fully erect cock.

He paused, glancing back at me. I couldn't help but gawk at his bobbing member, as it practically pointed at me

He was hard. For me.

"Spread your legs for me," He commanded and I obeyed. My back arched against the table as Jason proceeded to reward me with his wet kisses. "Oh," I whispered, as his tongue whipped all the right places. I gripped his hair hard and mouthed incoherent words as his adept tongue worked faster. "Jason..."

His palms held me in position, only allowing me some movement as I jerked my hips toward his talented mouth. It was too much. Very needed. It was everything.

My body burned, fire shot out from the heat between my legs to scorch my every nerve. I spasmed like an epileptic as the orgasm caught me by surprise. Jason's calloused hands were the only thing that kept me from falling off the table in a hot sweaty mess.

But Jason was not quite done with me. Oh no, far from it. The horny wolf had just given me an appetizer of things to come. Seconds after I had settled from my orgasm, Jason slid me against me and leaned in for a kiss. His mouth tasted sweet. I could save the aftertaste of my juices. Imprisoned by his weight and his member heavily pressing into my stomach, all I could manage was gasp. But then his clever fingers had me arching again, bucking against him as he continued to toy with my body. It was like he knew it better than I did.

Perhaps he did.

So my hands got busy as well, cupping him, stroking him as he suckled at my breast. His massive cock throbbed against my body until I could no longer bear the tease.

"Jason," I whispered, hooking his body closer to mine by locking my legs. "I need you."

"I thought you would never ask," He answered, guiding his cock to the center of my sweet misery. He used the crown to tease at the slit between my legs, letting out a moan of satisfaction every time my body opened up to him. "You're fucking beautiful," He admitted and while it was probably the lust talking, I took it all. Hook, line, and sinker.

I opened for him, welcoming him home as he sank into my body finally. He began to thrust slowly and I moved with him, rising to meet each thrust and draw him deeper. I could not keep my eyes open, and Jason had locked my mouths in a kiss that swallowed my shouts as I came again on a cry of his name.