And since you’re saving yourself.
I wonder if she’ll tell her future husband she massaged a devil’s butt. I think not.
Jade takes me at my word and goes for her life. I’m not sure whether to groan in pain or moan in pleasure as she strokes and rubs and presses all over my buttocks. So I do a little of both. My cock by now is becoming painfully hard, and I rock my hips into the bed, attempting to get more friction. Maybe I can stroke myself without her noticing ...
Just when I decide to wriggle a hand in, Jade’s own hands lift from my buttocks, and there’s a stony silence. Whoops, can she tell I’m getting turned on? Or is she trying to get a gander at my balls? They’re squashed up alongside my cock, so she can’t.Nice try, darling.
The strong smell of lavender floats into the air again. And a slick of oil is smoothed on my butt and upper thighs.
‘Your skin is quite dry,’ she murmurs. ‘It’s soaking it up.’ Yes, and it’s now running into my butt crack! My arse is going to stink of flowers!
But I’m at her mercy as she thoroughly massages my thighs and calves and even does the soles of my feet and toes.
‘I’m all done,’ she says. ‘Unless you want to turn over so I can even you up? I’m happy to massage anywhere else ... that’s feeling tense ... arms ... shoulders...’ Jade trails off, sounding flustered.
I grin to myself, knowing exactly what’s going on in her head. She’s worked herself into a lather at the sight of my naked body, and now she’s turned on and wants to give me a happy ending. A thrill of excitement runs through me at her being up for that. Not only does it mean I can upgrade her experience with no questions asked, but I get to blow my load too.
Oh, my innocent little bird, you are in for a lovely big treat.
7
JADE
Sebastianagreesthathisother side could do with evening out and flips gracefully over onto his back.
He stretches an arm out languidly, and I begin massaging oil into his bicep and forearm. That alone should satisfy me as his well-formed, muscular limbs are the stuff of my ultimate Tube guy fantasies.
Yet I can’t help slyly peeking at his cock, which is resting proudly on his hard slab of a stomach. It’s long, thick, perfectly formed, and, if I’m not mistaken, fully erect (because how could it get any bigger?).
I’m itching to get my scented, slippery fingers around it and take it for a test drive. But I’m not sure how to broach the subject.
When I’ve finished massaging both arms and his chest, I lick my lips and glance at his cock again. ‘Um, would you like...?’
Sebastian places his hands behind his head and smirks.
‘Yes, I would, Jade. Since you can’t keep your eyes off it. Anytime you’re ready,’ he drawls.
I open my mouth to argue that I haven’t been staring at it, that it’s just anothertensebody part, but I know he won’t believe me.
Now how to approach this monster ...
I start at the top and lightly stroke around the tip and then run my fingers down his mightily long shaft, testing the waters. There’s no physical or verbal complaint from Sebastian, so I give the thing a couple of strong pumps with my fist. I must hit the right spot because his thigh muscles bunch, and he lets out a soft growl.
I glance over, and he still has his hands behind his head. But his eyes have a vacant, dreamy look; and there’s a small smile playing on his lips, suggesting he’s in his happy place.
OK, he likes it rough.Shifting position so I’m kneeling beside him on the bed, I continue pumping away, enjoying the heft of him. Most of the guys who I’ve been intimate with haven’t had bodies that have driven me insane with lust. But Sebastian’s is something otherworldly. And I can’t help wondering what his cock would feel like inside me. From there, it’s only a matter of time before I’m indulging in a fantasy of riding him cowgirl style.
A soft touch rouses me, and I become aware of Sebastian stroking the curve of my ass. His expression is inscrutable, but from the way he’s stifling small groans, I’d say my cock pumping is turning him on a lot. His fingers roam over my ass, then insistently rubs at the cleft between my jean-clad buttocks.
‘W-what are you doing?’
He arches a brow. ‘It doesn’t have to be a one-way street. Unless you really are saving yourself for your future husband, then I apologise if I’m stepping out of line. But if you’re up for some fun, I’m more than happy to return the favour.’
Heat pools between my legs, and I know I’m about to do something I shouldn’t, but my brain isn’t functioning right now. All I want is for him to touch me. I unzip my jeans with my free hand and tug them down before I change my mind.
Sebastian’s gaze drops to my black lace G-string, and I swallow. His cock is now impossibly large in my hand and pulses with a life of its own.
‘I’m assuming by the fact that your jeans are now around your thighs, that’s a “yes”, Jade?’