Post by Alice Cullen on Dec 19, 2012 18:19:28 GMT -5
-I grinned, closing the bedroom door with a quick flutter of my foot against before leaning back. Jasper lay on the bed, that sinful smirk that always had tugged at the innermost parts of my body on his pale face. His brows were quirked, golden eyes never leaving my own, the book in his hand forgotten for a moment as he tossed it onto the nightstand. There was no need for words, not for us. Our hearts, our souls were so in tune with the other’s that speech was superfluous and could never properly express all we felt. Letting my small dainty hands skim up, I slowly began to unbutton my blouse, plucking the pearled clasps apart with excruciating slowness, letting the material part teasingly, exposing the luminescent swell of my pert breasts an inch of skin at a time. He moved then, faster than light and was off the bed and standing before me, his own hands reaching out to slide the top off my shoulders, his lips swooping down to dance along my exposed throat, taking playful nips at the flesh but not breaking the skin. I didn’t even see him toss my blouse across the room, I saw nothing but him, felt nothing but the fiery molten caress of his mouth as it trailed a bit lower, hovering over one breast now, the nipple hardening almost painfully in response to the anticipation.
My head fell back, almost cracking into the door behind me when he closed his lips over the pouting nub, sucking it deep into his mouth, nibbling, tugging with strong pulls. If I had breath left in my body, I’d have lost it right then and there, but as it was, a burst of desire, always simmering for us, flared to life and I was scrambling my hands up his sides, then back down again, trying to undo the snaps on his jeans. A deep boom of patient laughter rumbled through him as he released my breast from his mouth with an audible “pop” and shook his head, capturing my hands with his own, murmuring about how I was forgetting myself, that lusciously promising Southern Accent of his making me shiver again.- So I did. Perhaps I need to be….punished? –my voice was low, almost quavering. Jasper’s face held both tenderness and a touch of censure, as he simply led me to the bed, the fingers of his one hand holding both of mine. He used his free one to pull open the bedside drawer, withdrawing a few things, all the items only serving to make me squirm in delicious, wanton need. We didn’t indulge often in this game often, but when we did, it was one of mutual satisfaction, trust me. The blindfold was first, cutting off my physical vision into nothing but soft blackness and I instantly cut off my “minds eye” as it were. I wanted to be surprised by his actions, they always varied. But right now, Jasper was in complete and absolute control of me.
Next, he ordered me into a perfect state of stilled obedience, which I was able to comply with for a hot few moments as he finished undressing me but when his long fingers brushed the silky trimmed brown curls between my legs once I was entirely naked, I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking a bit. He made a tsking sound, then I felt the flaying, sharply soft sting of the flogger bite into my flesh and couldn’t help the low moan falling from my mouth. That earned me a gagging, his seductive whisper in my ear that he wouldn’t give me what I wanted until he felt I’d learned my lesson.
And that moment finally came, in both senses, a little over two hours later as he undid my bindings, removed the gag and blindfold and let his lips soothe over every loving lash on my already healing skin, lavishing moist affection on both breasts and lower still to the part of me that pulsed in wet pleasure just for him. I gasped his name the moment his skilled tongue snaked out to touch me the way I’d been begging him to all this time, my thighs falling open shamelessly in surrender to him and then I was rocking my body up into his face as my orgasm was finally allowed to rocket through me in glorious abandon.-Jasper…Jasper….-he rose up, clutching one of my legs to curl around his waist as he plunged home, filling me deeply and completely with his rock hard shaft, mouth catching mine, my own scent and taste on his lips as he took us both to paradise.-
My head fell back, almost cracking into the door behind me when he closed his lips over the pouting nub, sucking it deep into his mouth, nibbling, tugging with strong pulls. If I had breath left in my body, I’d have lost it right then and there, but as it was, a burst of desire, always simmering for us, flared to life and I was scrambling my hands up his sides, then back down again, trying to undo the snaps on his jeans. A deep boom of patient laughter rumbled through him as he released my breast from his mouth with an audible “pop” and shook his head, capturing my hands with his own, murmuring about how I was forgetting myself, that lusciously promising Southern Accent of his making me shiver again.- So I did. Perhaps I need to be….punished? –my voice was low, almost quavering. Jasper’s face held both tenderness and a touch of censure, as he simply led me to the bed, the fingers of his one hand holding both of mine. He used his free one to pull open the bedside drawer, withdrawing a few things, all the items only serving to make me squirm in delicious, wanton need. We didn’t indulge often in this game often, but when we did, it was one of mutual satisfaction, trust me. The blindfold was first, cutting off my physical vision into nothing but soft blackness and I instantly cut off my “minds eye” as it were. I wanted to be surprised by his actions, they always varied. But right now, Jasper was in complete and absolute control of me.
Next, he ordered me into a perfect state of stilled obedience, which I was able to comply with for a hot few moments as he finished undressing me but when his long fingers brushed the silky trimmed brown curls between my legs once I was entirely naked, I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking a bit. He made a tsking sound, then I felt the flaying, sharply soft sting of the flogger bite into my flesh and couldn’t help the low moan falling from my mouth. That earned me a gagging, his seductive whisper in my ear that he wouldn’t give me what I wanted until he felt I’d learned my lesson.
And that moment finally came, in both senses, a little over two hours later as he undid my bindings, removed the gag and blindfold and let his lips soothe over every loving lash on my already healing skin, lavishing moist affection on both breasts and lower still to the part of me that pulsed in wet pleasure just for him. I gasped his name the moment his skilled tongue snaked out to touch me the way I’d been begging him to all this time, my thighs falling open shamelessly in surrender to him and then I was rocking my body up into his face as my orgasm was finally allowed to rocket through me in glorious abandon.-Jasper…Jasper….-he rose up, clutching one of my legs to curl around his waist as he plunged home, filling me deeply and completely with his rock hard shaft, mouth catching mine, my own scent and taste on his lips as he took us both to paradise.-
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