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Authors: Ella Maise

To Love Jason Thorn (30 page)

His fingers started thrusting deeper, my
wetness seeping out of me all around his fingers, and I mewled into his mouth
as I tried to push my hips forward to take more of him.

When he hit a specific spot, I tore my
mouth away from his and held on to his shoulders, my fingers curling in.

“Holy crap,” I whispered, spreading my
thighs wider. “Jason.”

Warmth started to creep all over my body,
every inch of my skin erupting in goose bumps. I was almost there, so I told
him exactly that.

“I’m so close,” I murmured, my eyes close.

He added another finger into me and I
arched my back.

So fucking close.

It was going to be one of those long,
intense orgasms. Nothing crazy, at least nothing
too
crazy, but still
one of those sweet, I’m burning all over in a good way kind of orgasms.

He gave me his fingers with slow, deep
thrusts as his thumb ghosted over my clit, making me practically lose my mind.

Letting go of his shoulders, I leaned back
and propped myself on my hands, opening my legs even wider, asking for more.

“Jason, please,” I mumbled when he didn’t
quicken his pace and let me fly.

“You need it hard?” he asked with a low
growl to his voice.

I bit my lip and nodded.

“Tell me,” he ordered. “Tell me what you
like.”

I opened my eyes and gazed at him, barely
holding myself together. To hear the friction his fingers were causing, to know
that he was aware of how wet I was for him… Knowing I was blushing, just a
little, I spoke when I was still getting lost in his intense gaze. “Harder.
Faster.”

That was all he needed. His fingers went
deeper, his thumb pressing harder. A soft moan escaped from my lips, mixed with
his name, and I felt it happen. It started right between my legs and spread
through my entire body. My toes twitched and I groaned louder as Jason kept thrusting
in deeper, stretching me open and pulling more and more out of me.

It lasted longer than any other orgasm I’d
ever had, and it was just with his fingers.

I was more than ready to try out his cock.

When I found it in me to open my eyes and
look at Jason, he was a sight to see.

Breath uneven, eyes blazing, he kept
working me until the last tremors left my body. Then he took his fingers out of
me and his hand went behind my back, pulling me to his waiting lips.

His kiss was savage. We bit each other, licked
each other, completely devoured each other. We took as much as we gave. It was
amazing. The best of the best. I thought it couldn’t get any better.

Twisting my hair around his hand, he pulled
my head back. I knew my cheeks were flushed and my lips were swollen, but I
needed more. I was hungry for more of him.

I let my hand slowly drop from his shoulders
to his chest, then toward the thick bulge in his jeans, the bulge I could
barely make out in the dark. When he realized where my hand was going, he caught
my wrist and stopped me.

“Not done with you yet.”

With those words, he took off my shirt and
gazed at my full breasts slightly spilling out of my bra.

His hands reached for my breasts, but he
didn’t take the bra off of me. Instead, he cupped them, slightly lifting their
weight up as if he was sizing them.

“I want to do so many things to you,
Olive,” he said when he could take his eyes off my breasts.

“I want you to do so many things to me,” I
whispered back, my heart picking up speed.

He quirked his eyebrow. “Do you, now?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I’ll do every single thing that is
possible to do to you. Is that good for you, little one?”

My brain tingled. I was starting to love
how he sounded when he was calling me ‘little one’. I nodded. Finding a little courage,
I added, “I want everything, Jason.”

His eyes went half-closed and his lips
kicked up at the edges. “And I want just you, Olive. Lie down, then. You made a
mess on my fingers and I need to clean you up.”

I flushed and hesitated for a second.
Should
I apologize?

“Come here, sweetheart,” he said, noticing
my reluctance to lie down.

When I was in his face again, he cupped my
cheek and kissed my tingling lips, coaxing me to open up to him.

“Will you let me taste you? Because your
scent is making me crazy and I need to lick you up pretty bad.” he whispered
into my mouth.

While I was distracted, his fingers pulled
down the cups of my bra and he twisted my nipple with one hand, causing me to
groan and whimper.

When our lips parted, he spoke gruffly.
“Lie down for me, baby.”

I did. A little timidly maybe, but my back
still hit the island.

Jason spread my legs open and stared down
at me, his eyes moving over my breasts, and then slowly down.

He nudged my pussy open with two of his
knuckles, spreading my wetness all over. Then with a slow slide of his fingers,
he spread what was left on them over my nipples.

When his mouth closed around the hard peak
and he sucked, my eyes fluttered closed and an electric shock ran through my
body, causing me to twitch. While he was still devouring my breasts, licking
and biting, he gently lifted my legs and pulled them over his shoulder, letting
the backs of my knees rest on his shoulders.

Then his hands held my hips and his head
dipped lower, biting and licking on his way. When he had finally reached his
goal, I was a quivering mess.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he whispered, his
hot breath on my sensitive flesh doing all kinds of things to me.

Then he licked me, from bottom to top,
pressing his tongue firmly against my clit and then swirling it around. I
arched my neck and swallowed.

Looking at me as he dropped small kisses on
the inside of my thigh, he asked, “How many men have you let touch you like
this?”

“What?”

“How many men have gotten to see you like
this? All wet, hot, and pink?”

Dammit…
Again with the blushing. I had dated three guys in total and apart from Marcus,
you could barely call them men. One was from high school after Jason had left
us. The other one I’d only dated for a few months my first year in college. Out
of all of them, Marcus was the only one who had gone down on me, so how did I
even answer his question?

He quirked his eyebrow. “You’re counting?”
His mouth lowered and he sucked my clit.

My body quivered again.

I shook my head. “No. I just…I’m not sure
how to answer.”

He pushed a single finger inside me and
waited for my answer.

“Only one went down on me,” I said softly.

“Marcus,” he guessed menacingly.

I wasn’t going to answer
that
.

He added another finger. “Jason,” I
whispered, a new orgasm already looming ahead.

“From now on, he doesn’t get to touch a
single hair on your head,” he growled from between my legs and started lapping
up all my juices. My body shuddered and my hands reached for his hair, my
fingers roughly grabbing anything that was long enough to hold on to.

I couldn’t decide if I was more turned on
by the fact that there was a legitimate possibility of him being jealous of
Marcus or by how good he was with his tongue—probably a healthy mix of the two.

His licks become firmer and he started to swirl
his tongue around my clit as his stubble did wonders, scraping against my
tender flesh. Lifting my hips up to his mouth, I moaned and my fingers
tightened in his hair, holding him down.

Realizing what I was doing, I quickly let
go and Jason stopped what he was doing.

I’m telling you, he was making magic.

“Don’t hesitate with me. Not now, Olive,”
he said, lifting his head from between my legs. His lips were all red and
glistening. I wanted to devour him, and I was planning to. “Grab on to my hair
and do whatever the hell you want to do to me.”

Ovaries explosion!

I lifted my hands and threaded my fingers
through his hair again, slightly gripping. His eyes held mine captive the
entire time. I had a feeling he needed to have me as much as I needed to have him,
which was mind-boggling.

His tongue stroked through my folds and I
started to have trouble keeping my hips down. He yanked me forward, my ass
almost resting on the edge.

When he covered my clit with his mouth and
started to suck in pulses, I cried out his name, pushing and pulling at his
head.

It was too much.

“Jason…I can’t…oh, god…you have to stop.”

He pushed two of his fingers back inside, curled
them up, and found my G-spot. I fell over the edge again, just like that. Legs
twitching, body shaking, my cries ringing in my ears…I’d like to think it was a
beautiful sight, but I knew it wasn’t. Finding purchase on his shoulders, I
lifted my hips up and down, trying to prolong it as much as I could.

When it was all done and I stopped
contracting around his fingers, all my bones had fallen out of my body and I
had become a very happy noodle.

Jason’s head lifted from between my legs,
but not before he gave me one, last, slow lick, sending a slight tremor
throughout my body. When I felt his lips against mine, I smiled lazily and
sucked his tongue into my mouth.

He moaned and let me play with his mouth
for as long as I wanted.

Then I was in his arms again, my legs barely
wrapped around his back, one arm circling his neck, the other gripping his hair
in a tight fist, and we were moving.

I was as high as a kite, all dopey and
smiley. I doubt I would’ve minded if he’d taken me to hell in his arms.

When my back hit a soft mattress and I
bounced, I opened my eyes to see that he had brought me to his room.

There was just enough light coming from
outside for me to watch him take off his shirt and then go for his jeans. While
he kept his eyes on me, I propped myself up on my hands and chose to watch him
undress for me.

Those abs…

Second Ovaries explosion.

I had a very detailed plan of how I was
going to lick and kiss every line.

“Move up, Olive,” he said, gesturing with
his chin before he took off his briefs.

And it was a good thing, too, because I
wasn’t sure if I could watch him take off his briefs and not say something that
would surely embarrass me, so I pushed myself up toward the pillows. The moment
I was settled down, Jason was crawling on top of me, his hands on either side
of my face.

When our gazes met…

I was a goner.

His eyes still staring down at me, he
reached to his left and opened a drawer, presumably taking out a condom—I’d
already gone through his room and knew that’s where he had a few of them lying
around.

He put the edge of the foil packet in my
mouth and pulled it away when I had it between my teeth.

“Put it on me, Olive,” he murmured against
my neck, dropping the condom on my stomach.

How was I supposed to move my arms or any
part of my body when he was kissing and licking my skin like that? When I
didn’t move, he nudged my neck with his nose.

“Please, Olive. I can barely hold it
together.”

With shaky hands, I reached for the condom
I couldn’t see, and then reached down and touched something hard and thick, something
that bobbed. Before I could attempt to put it on him, Jason’s lips were on mine
and he was groaning into my mouth. Forgetting about the condom, I slipped my
arms around his shoulders, but before I could get into it, he stopped and
pulled his lips away.

“Don’t stop. Put it on, baby.” His voice
was so thick, so seductive.

“But, how am I—”

His pushed my legs open with his knees and then
his cock was stroking my pussy.

Oh my god…

I groaned and let my legs open wider for
him.

“If you want me inside you, look at me and
put it on,” he repeated again.

Barely holding his stare, I reached down
and grabbed the thick length of his cock, stroking it once, twice.

Growling deep in his throat, Jason bit on
my neck, gently sucking the skin.

Because I was dying to have him inside me,
I stopped playing and slowly rolled the condom on him.

And rolled.

And rolled.

And rolled.

Holy crap!

The moment my fingers left him, Jason
pushed his hips forward and the head of his cock pushed at my opening. I gasped
with equal amounts of pleasure and pain.

From somewhere in the house, Jason’s phone
started ringing.

“Don’t think about it,” he murmured and
pushed in a little bit deeper.

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