His tongue glides farther upward, skillfully avoiding the places I want him to touch me the most. He licks his way over my belly, past my navel, and between my breasts. He follows his path farther upward passing my neck toward my ear.
“Are you still sure that this is what you want, Jolene?”
I nod my head. John responds by biting my earlobe, hard.
“I need words, princess,” he growls in my ear. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I say breathlessly.
John was right. My last boyfriends were losers compared to him and his skilled tongue and hands. This passion that’s been hiding inside of me for years, comes rushing out all at once. There is no way back out from this. Tonight, I only want to enjoy, not overthink. Enjoy and let myself go.
“I hope you realize what you’re getting yourself into, Jolene.”
With his nose, he caresses my body, trailing farther down. From my neck to my armpit to my breasts. His tongue makes these insane circles around my hard, eager nipples. Then he moves south to my stomach. He licks and kisses me everywhere he passes. I try to stay still, but it’s like I’ve lost control of my own body. John’s fingers follow the path he has just kissed, caress the welling of my breasts, farther to my stomach.
His touch gives me an intense feeling deep inside of me. Never in my life have I felt this turned on. I spread my legs for him. Trying to get him to touch me there. I’ve never been this bold about what I want before, but it feels good.
“Mmm, someone is getting impatient. Do you know what I do with naughty girls?” John growls.
He keeps skillfully avoiding my most intimate parts. What is it that he wants? Because right now, I’d do anything for him to touch me. Anything he wants as long as he gives me what I need.
“Please, John,” I gasp. “Please make me come.”
“Good girl.”
It’s like my words have a magical effect on him because he finally gives me what I need. His mouth devours me. There’s not a piece of me he leaves untouched.
Stars shine brightly behind my eyes. This was what I needed. I need him. More than I need my next breath of air. It’s the moment I realize my plan has turned against me. I try to make it clear to him that I’m not scared, that I can handle everything he throws at me.
My orgasm is still flowing through me when I feel the head of his penis between my swollen lips.
“No,” I say breathlessly. “I can’t come again.”
“Of course you can, Jolene. Your body isn’t used to handling a real man yet, but tonight, your life is going to change. I’ll make sure of that.”
With those words, he enters me completely in one thrust and I scream. John clearly isn’t fazed about this and starts to pump in and out of me. Oh God, he’s big. He fills me completely, to the point of it being painful. But it doesn’t take long for my body to adjust to him.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to touch him. I fight against my restraints. John comes forward and bites my earlobe.
“Don’t fight it, Jolene,” he demands. “Give it to me.”
He gives me one last, powerful push and I go off like fireworks. This orgasm is even more powerful than the one before. I have no idea what I’m saying, but I can feel John close to me.
“That’s it, Jolene. Can you feel your tight pussy milking me? Those small squeezes that are trying to pull me deeper inside of you? You drive me completely insane.”
With those final words, he pushes inside of me one more time and I can feel him come. John falls on top of me. Exhausted.
My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that I’m sure John can hear it. He carefully sits up and releases my hands from their binds. He rubs my wrists where the belt had been. After that, he gently removes the blindfold. I blink a few times before John appears in my sight.
He brings his head closer to mine and kisses me slowly. In contradiction to our make-out session earlier, he takes his time to slowly kiss me. He licks my lips with his tongue and I don’t doubt it for a second. I open my mouth to give him access. Our tongues meet with each other and now that my hands are free, I take my time to comb my fingers through his hair.
He ends with a kiss on my nose. He lies beside me and pulls me toward him.
“And now what, John?”
“Now we go to sleep. We can always talk in the morning.”
Exhausted from our encounter, we both immediately fall asleep.
11
John
Images of last night flash before my eyes. Jolene in my bed. Blindfolded. The way she reacted to my every touch. I never thought she would go through with it. As soon as I gave her the command to strip, I thought she was going to bolt from the room and never look at me again.
But boy was I wrong!
Jolene didn’t only strip like I asked her to, she did it with her head held high, with a look on her face that challenged me and showed me that she wasn’t afraid. No woman has ever challenged me that way. And not even in my wildest dreams, could I have imagined that Jolene would be that woman, but she managed to turn my whole world upside down.
I told myself that one night with her would be enough, to get her out of my system, but now I know I want more. Every fiber in my body longs for her. I didn’t hold back once, and she reacted so beautifully to my every touch. The more I challenged her, the more she challenged me back. I know I’ll regret it if I let her go, so I plan on keeping her close.
I turn around in bed and grab for Jolene. But when I feel her side of the bed, she’s not there. I open my eyes, fully awake in an instant. The spot where she fell asleep the night before is empty. The black belt of my robe, still hanging from the headboard, the blindfold laying on the bedside table. But other than that, there is no proof Jolene was ever there. She left, just like that. Our sex marathon must have knocked me out good because I didn’t even notice her leaving. I’m normally a light sleeper, so I should have woken up. Fuck! What have we done? It was supposed to be a one-time thing, so why do I have this uncontrollable desire to march up to her room, lay her over my knee and spank her pretty ass for leaving without telling me?
I jump out of the bed, looking for my pants that must still be on the floor somewhere. When I find them, I put them on immediately. I don’t even bother putting on boxers. From my suitcase, I take a new T-shirt and pull it over my head. Barefoot, I leave my suite and go to Jolene’s room. I knock on her door once and wait for her to open the door.
When she does and I see her through the small crack of the opening, I push my arm through it, to prevent her from closing the door. Before she’s even realized what was happening, I push my way inside, close the door behind me and push her back against it.
“John,” she sighs. “What are you doing?”
I’m not planning on explaining to her what I’m about to do to her. So, I silence her by putting my lips on hers and kissing her. Not just a kiss, I devour her mouth. With my hand, I grip and pull her hair, so her chin lifts up and I get better access to her mouth.
Apparently, Jolene isn’t ready to let the sexual tension between us go either, because she doesn’t hesitate to grab my hair with both her hands. She pulls and pulls hard. She tries to pull me even closer to her. Our kiss grows even hungrier. And then Jolene releases her hands and reaches for my zipper. But before her fingers find it, I grab her hand.
“Did you forget who’s holding the reins here, Jolene?” I say as calmly as possible at this moment. “Why did you run away this morning without even talking to me?”
She looks up at me and I can see the fire in her eyes. If I thought Jolene was easy prey, I was wrong. She’s clearly not planning to surrender this easily and fuck it if that doesn’t make my dick even harder.
“Last night you gave me what I was looking for,” she says with passion in her voice. “I didn’t know if my presence was still welcome this morning.”
She gives me this arrogant smile of hers. If I didn’t know already, then I know it now, this woman is going to be the end o
f me. I bend forward, lick the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder. The moment I hear a soft moan escape from her lips, I strike and bite her neck.
“Maybe it’s time that you thank me for last night. In an appropriate way,” I growl in her ear.
With my eyebrow raised, I look at her.
Her look wanders from my zipper back to me. She bites her lip and smiles devilishly at me. My God, I was mistaken when I thought she was a sweet girl. But I already figured that out last night. It’s apparent to me now she never backs away from a challenge. I take a small step and give her some space. For the first time, I notice she’s only wearing a pink nightgown. The small straps fall off her shoulders when she squats down and I get a glimpse of her bare breasts. Not that I needed any more fuel to my desire, but if she doesn’t hurry, my dick is going to rip through my pants.
With her small fingers, she finds the button on my jeans and opens it. She pulls the zipper down and doesn’t hesitate. My pants slide down until they land on my ankles and my dick jumps to attention. She looks up at me. She pulls her nightgown a little higher, which makes it clear to me she isn’t wearing any underwear either. Her thighs glisten with her desire for me, and it makes me even harder.
All my thoughts come to an end when her soft pink lips close around the head of my cock. She seems eager and slowly sucks my cock deeper into her mouth. Inch by delicious inch disappears into her mouth. Every time I’m with her she amazes me even more. She keeps sucking on my dick until I hit the back of her mouth. Just when I think she will stop, she pushes my dick even farther into her mouth, and I can feel it slide into her throat.
Oh, My fucking God. That feels so good.
I moan hard and that seems to spur her on even more. Her free hand disappears between my legs, she grabs my balls and starts to massage them. It almost becomes too much for me. If she goes on like this, it will all be over before it even began. She keeps massaging me gently while she keeps pumping my dick in and out of her mouth.
“Jolene, I’m about to come,” I gasp.
I might be horny as fuck, but I do have the courtesy to warn a lady. With my dick in her mouth, she looks up at me with that deceptive innocence in her eyes. Jesus, I think I just got even harder, but she doesn’t stop and keeps moving her greedy mouth up and down my shaft.
With a small pop she releases my dick and for a moment I think she wants to stop. My view is still hazy from lust when I look down at her. She brings her finger to her mouth and sucks on it. She pulls it out of her mouth and sucks my dick back in.
This won’t take long. And that’s when I feel it. That little minx. She rubs her now wet finger over my balls until she’s at the crack of my ass. Just when I’m about to stop her, she takes my dick deep into her throat and pushes her finger slowly inside of me.
My knees get weak and I have to brace myself against the door, to keep me from falling. I come so hard in her mouth, harder than I have ever come before. How is it that this sweet, innocent looking girl has the dirtiest tricks up her sleeve? I don’t want to think about her doing things like this to other men.
One thing is for sure, she’s mine now.
I help Jolene to her feet and attack her mouth. I pull down the spaghetti straps of her nightgown, freeing her breasts. I move my mouth to her neck and kiss my way down until I can take her nipple between my lips. She sighs and lets her head drop back, which causes it to hit the door. I release her nipple from my mouth, squat down and lift her into my arms. She wraps both of her legs around me. With my body between her legs, I can feel her heat.
“Are you ready for me, Jolene?”
She looks at me with those big brown eyes. “Always.”
Without hesitation, I place the head of my cock at her entrance and in one fluid movement I fill her up to the hilt.
We both moan, and our foreheads connect. I can feel her pussy gripping my dick like a vise, and I know she’s about to come.
We both jump when there’s a knock on the door. Could someone have heard us? We both freeze and stare at each other. After a few seconds, there’s another knock.
“Jolene?”
Fuck! That’s Max.
Jolene looks at me. Her eyes telling me more than any words ever will. She’s begging me not to say anything. It’s not that I want to treat Jolene like my dirty little secret, but I understand why she doesn’t want her brother to find out. We don’t need to find out how he will react if he finds me here with his little sister, especially in the position we’re in now. He would personally cut off my balls.
Another knock. “Jolene are you awake?”
I jerk my chin toward her and mouth “answer him” without sound.
“Y-yes, I’m up.”
“Good, are you coming with me to breakfast?”
Before she can even answer him, I start to move. Her eyes almost bulge out of her head and she has to bite her lip to prevent her from gasping by the sensation.
“I’m... I’m coming in a minute,” she answers him.
“Okay, I’ll see you downstairs.”
We can hear Max’s footsteps walk away from the door.
“You’re about to come,” I whisper in her ear.
Faster and faster I pump in and out of her. With soft little squeezes, she tries to pull me in deeper. With the first spasm of her orgasm, I bring my head down and bite her nipple.
She screams and comes hard. I hold on to her as tight as I can, to prevent her from falling. When she’s coming down from her rush, I start to move inside her again. Harder. Faster. This time I’m going for my own relief. And it only takes a few seconds for me to come. I bury myself completely, and I come deep inside her.
That’s the moment I realize I didn’t use a condom. That has never happened before, I always make sure I use one. Very carefully I remove myself from her. I can feel my cum running out of her.
Fuck! That’s hot.
“Jolene,” I ask, while I tug a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Are you on the pill?”
She looks at me with her innocent eyes. “Yes.”
“Good, then we don’t need to worry about that anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like I said. Then we don’t need to use protection anymore.”
She looks confused. Did she really think that I would leave this room and pretend neither last night nor this morning ever happened? I want her even more than I did last night. I pull her closer against me. With my thumb, I pull her lower lip free from her teeth, and I kiss the spot to make the pain go away.
“You and I are going to have a good time, Jolene. Tell me that’s what you want too,” I demand.
She looks at me again, but this time her eyes aren’t innocent anymore. Now, they sparkle with mischief. I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into when I hear her say, “Yes.”
I’M UNDER THE SHOWER. Alone.
I know Jolene’s right, but at this moment I hate Max. If he didn’t come knocking on her door, then I would be in bed right now. With Jolene next to me, or even better under me. Then I wouldn’t be standing in the shower, turned on as hell, but all alone. Hell, I wish Jolene was here showering with me. But she insisted she needed to go down to breakfast and meet up with Max because he would come and look for her if she didn’t.
We didn’t even have time to talk about everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours. We did decide to keep this a secret. No one needs to know about us. Jolene is certain that if someone in the group finds out, Max will also find out. If that’s what she wants, that’s okay by me. And besides, it feels kind of hot to do this behind everyone’s back. I never reacted to a woman like this before. She’s like a drug to me, I can’t seem to get enough of her. She keeps amazing me every time. She looks so innocent and sweet, but under that schoolgirl look she has going on, there is a tiger. Waiting to be set free. And I can’t wait to make that happen.
I wipe myself dry with the towel and get dressed. When I enter the dining room, my gaze locks with hers im
mediately. That’s what always happens when she’s near me. She puts a piece of toast in her mouth, and when her lips close around it, I think back to her lips wrapped around my shaft. I suppress the urge to walk over there, throw her over my shoulder and march right back to my room. Yeah, that would probably give Max a clue to what’s going on.
As if she’s feeling my gaze on her, she looks up and the brightest of smiles appears on her lips. At least I thought she was looking at me, but then I notice the smile isn’t directed at me, but at our waiter who’s standing at our table. Jolene chuckles at something he says, and this makes me look at the waiter.
He’s clearly interested in her, his gaze wanders over her perfect body and stays a little longer than I like on her chest. But can I really blame him? That’s the effect Jolene has on men. If it were up to me, I would walk over there and make it clear to the waiter that she’s mine. But I can’t. The last thing Jolene wants is for her brother to find out about us. So, I have no other choice than to respect that.
So, I do the only thing I can do right now.
I walk over to the table to eat my breakfast.
That was the plan, but I just couldn’t do it. Not before I made it clear to the waiter that he doesn’t stand a chance with her. Not as long as I’m around.
12
Jolene
The waiter is still standing next to me. His eyes still—not so subtly—wandering over my body, especially my boobs. I planned to have a quick breakfast, so I would have been gone before John showed up. After last night and this morning, I don’t think I can look him in the eyes ever again. Thank God, Max is still over at the buffet because I don’t think I could hide the glow on my cheeks yet.
If Max finds out what I’ve done, he’ll freak the hell out. And I don’t know for sure that I can blame him. What the hell was I thinking? There is no way this will ever end well. John is not the type of man that wants a relationship, and I’m not the kind of woman that wants a few casual hookups. Not to mention that I’ll be going home at the end of this summer, and John has to stay with the band. So, it’s only a matter of time before this has to end.
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