Lunchtime Chronicles: Black Velvet by Reana Malori & Lunchtime Chronicles

Author:Reana Malori & Lunchtime Chronicles [Malori, Reana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Reana Malori Books
Published: 2022-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

EIGHT

AS SOON AS HE REALIZED what happened, Ian released her wrists from the leather cuffs. He couldn’t help the smile that came over his face as he thought about what just happened. Waiting for Jasmine to regain consciousness, he rubbed lazy circles on her stomach. It took a few moments for her to open her eyes. When she did, a gasp released from her mouth.

“What the hell just happened?”

His gaze shifted and he looked into her beautiful brown eyes. “You passed out.”

Closing her eyes for a moment. “Awkward.”

“No. You are amazing.”

Realizing her wrists were free, she glanced at Ian. “Are we done for the night?”

Lifting from the bed, he went to the bar and poured her a glass of water. “Here, drink this,” he said, holding the drink out to her.

Sitting up, she grabbed the cool liquid and drank it down. “Thank you.” She placed the glass on the small dresser next to the bed.

“You’re welcome, Jasmine. How are you feeling?”

Jasmine looked at him shyly. “I feel really good.”

When he lifted one eyebrow at her, she was confused at first. Then...

“I feel really good, Sir.”

“That’s my good girl.” Climbing on the bed, he positioned himself next to her, one hand on her stomach, the other under his head. “Our night isn’t over. Things have just started. Hell, that was only the first thirty minutes, so let’s not forget what we’re here for, okay?”

Without a second of hesitation, she nodded.

“When we leave here and when in front of our friends, you can call me Ian. When we’re alone, you will call me Sir. Always Sir. Understood?”

As he spoke, the hand caressing her stomach had moved down to her hot center. The heel of his palm pressed against her clit, while his thick fingers dipped into her slick channel, getting wet from her dripping essence.

Jasmine’s back arched at the sensation that flowed through her. His other hand was kneading the soft flesh of breast, pinching her nipple, causing bursts of electricity to shoot through her.

“Yes, Sir.” Legs widening, she wanted to feel so much more. Her heart was full after everything she experienced tonight. Jasmine was almost giddy knowing that not only was the night not over, but Ian wanted to continue this beyond one night.

The hand at her slick channel slid down further and Ian slipped his middle and ring finger deep inside her hot sheath.

Jasmine moaned and tried to grab hold of something that would ground her. The sheets slipped through her fingers, and she ultimately wrapped her hands around Ian’s arms.

He leaned down, pressing his mouth to her ear. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Damn, Jasmine. I just want to feel you cum for me again.” He began to move his fingers again, thrusting the digits inside her body as his thumb stroked her clit. “I’m gonna play with your pussy until you do. Now, give me what I want.”

“Sir... I need... I need...” Jasmine started twirling and lifting her hips, trying to press closer. She began to pant, pleading with him to take her over the edge one more time.

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