Bonus Chapter: two

Shock therapy

Before the words have finished passing my lips, Jet is on me, hoisting me off my feet. His mouth is hungry, devouring me.

The thought about how this is going to fuck up my perfectly arranged hair and make up flits through my brain for half a second before disappearing to think about how much I need Jet.

Delia is going to be pissed when she sees me.

Oh well!

I climb the monster I love, hooking my legs around his middle and chasing more of his sweet kisses. I break only long enough to stutter out the words, “help. Dress. Off. Now!”

His left hand finds the hook on my collar, unfastening it with a quick efficiency mixed with carefulness. Apparently Delia’s threats meant something to one of us.

I really need to stop thinking about my Mom while trying to bang my fiance or else I’m going to have to buy Dr. Wolfe a whole new beach house.

My thoughts thankfully shift as he shifts me in his arms to set my feet on the ground, breaking our kiss, and removing my arms from his neck.

“Noooooo!” I whine chasing his lips as he steps back.

Jet immediately starts to chuckle in his low timbre, “So impatient, my goddess. So impatient and needy. I promise to make this worth your while if you just give me a moment to undress you,” he rumbles against my neck as he slides the dress off my shoulders and down my arms.

When he’s pushed the fitted top below my elbows he stops, stepping back to look at me. His eyes fixated on my breasts as his hands drift up, thumbs rubbing over my hard nipples

“No bra tonight? If I’d known that, I would have been here earlier,” he smirks, his gaze still focused as his fingers pinch and pull.

“The back is open,” I gasp. “If I’d known you liked me braless this much, I would have sent a few pictures.”

I know he loves it when I tease him and this time is no different. I can’t help the low whine that escapes my lips as he adds a low pulse of electricity with the pinches, overloading my brain with sensation.

While I love it when he teases me, I also know we are on the clock and don’t have time to waste. Not that he ever struggles to make me come in mere minutes.

“Please Jet,” I beg. “Please let me feel you,” I add while wiggling to free my arms and remove my dress. Jet helps me step out of the white sequined gown, hanging it on a nearby broom handle.

When he turns back to me, his eyes zero in on the teeny white thong that covers almost nothing. They show hints of lightening as his body starts to glow the strange blue that I still struggle to understand.

“Lydia, I love how you dress normally, but can we add more of these thongs to the list of things I need to enjoy regularly,” he growls. “I really want to see you running through the woods in nothing but a pair of those.”

He knows how much I love being chased and the thought of a dirty primal chase sends a pulse straight to my clit. Of course I can’t make things easy on him, so I step back slightly and slowly drag the thong down my hips, before turning around to slide them from my legs.

“You like these?” I say with a feigned innocence as I look over my shoulder, standing back up.

His low chuckle is the only warning I have that I am in trouble. I barely have time to blink before he lifts and flips me. I am once again reminded that my monster was made for destruction as he flings my legs over his shoulders and starts to devour my pussy.

My legs immediately wrap around his neck, ankles locking behind him as my hands find his skull. With his massive hands under my ass, I know I’m not going to fall and simply let myself feel, riding his face with complete abandon.

Seconds later, I am soaring higher and higher to the point that I feel like my heart is about to stop. I just barely have enough awareness to keep myself from screaming aloud as my whole body seizes from the pleasure ripping through me.

My panting is so loud as I try to recover that I almost don’t hear him mumbling against my thighs as he licks away my pleasure.

“Can you be quiet or do I need to stuff your mouth with something?” he asks.

You’d think receiving a mind blowing orgasm would keep the brat in me at bay, but not today. Instead, I immediately utter, “I was epitome of quiet just now, thank you very much.” I pat him on the head adding, “and you did a great job, so put me down so I can go back to the party,” as I unhook my legs to start my descent down his body.

Instead I’m met with another chuckle and the sound of his zipper sliding down.

“I never said I was done with you, goddess. Only that I need you to be quieter while I enjoy myself.”

Then I feel my body truly start to fall and can’t hold back the shriek as I’m once again flipped through the air where I find myself upside down and face to face with my favorite sugary treat.

Our four and half years together hasn’t changed how hungry I am for this man. How much I crave his taste as he slides into my mouth. Seeing his turgid length in my face has my mouth watering and my mind so scrambled that I barely feel his hot breath on my core.

“Take me deep, Lydia,” he commands between licks.

I am happy to fill my mouth with his cock and moan as the first splash of vanilla sweetness hits my tongue. My moans vibrate along his dick, causing him to moan loudly.

I pop off his dick long enough to utter against the bulbous head, “I thought we were stuffing our mouths to be quiet. Or are you just going to stand there and breathe on me?”

His response is immediate as I feel a large hand leave my torso to find the back of my head, forcing my mouth on his cock again which smothers the near scream I let loose as his mouth finds my clit. I can barely think as he increases the suction to an almost painful level that has me sucking him in just as vigorously.

The closet is filled with the lurid sounds of muffled, slurping groans as we devour one another. My hands find his shaft and balls, alternating between squeezing and caressing in a way that always drives him wild.

Before long I feel his legs shaking, meaning he’s close. That's when he unleashes electric zaps that pulsate through my clit and core. I instantly shatter moaning against his cock, squeezing the length in a cruel grip.

That sends my monster hurtling over the edge as he groans against me, filling my mouth in ropes of sugary perfection. It's far too much for me to take down, especially at this angle. I can’t swallow it all, but I try even as it dribbles out of my mouth and onto the floor.

When he slows, I pull my mouth away, pressing my hands to his thighs to lift my torso. I feel him sway slightly as he takes his mouth from me, gulping in air like a man who almost drowned.

Good boy.

This time, he gently spins me and sets me on my feet, leaving me dizzy as the blood rushes from my head. His hands never leave my sides as he leans down to gently kiss me, mingling our taste.

When he pulls away, his hands find my face, framing my cheeks. One thumb wipes away the cum and spit that have left me a mess.

“Let's get you cleaned up and back out there, so that we’re one step closer to our forever.”