Wallflower in Bloom by Elise Kennedy

Wallflower in Bloom by Elise Kennedy

Author:Elise Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elise Kennedy


Chapter

Fifteen

JACK

Violet’s hands flew to her face as Jack slid his finger inside her pussy and crooked it. She arched her back and cried out with a needy sob. Fuck, she was hot.

“Tell me, Violet,” he teased. “I want three of your naughtiest fantasies. C’mon. Scandalize me.”

She bit her lip, lust in her eyes. He wanted her to trust him with this. Trust him to make her feel so good.

He slid another finger inside of her. God, what would she taste like? Decadent, he’d bet.

“So full,” she sighed.

“I need to know what this tight pussy wants.” He leaned over her and slid his fingers in and out. She tightened around him.

“Sex,” she panted, “in public.” He rewarded her with a slow circle around her clit, her hips thrusting against him.

Interesting. She hated people looking at her, yet she wanted to be taken where someone might see her. He had an inkling of what she might be into.

“You want to get caught doing something so bad?”

She moaned and nodded, her pussy gripping his fingers. She dripped down his hand; it was all he could think about.

“So bad,” she sighed, and her nails ran through his hair. Showers of goosebumps flooded down his arms.

“Being fucked in public where someone might catch you. You are very bad.”

He sucked hard on her nipple, in heaven. He wanted to live here. Die here. Violet’s tits were the end and the beginning of his need.

Holy fuck, she’s perfectly wicked.

Just like me.

“Done. And number two,” he said, licking his way to the other breast.

Her hands held his arms tight, squeezing his biceps. He sucked hard on her other nipple, feeling it pebble under his tongue.

“It’s embarrassing,” she admitted breathlessly.

He kissed her, sucking her plush lip into his mouth. Everything about this woman was so soft. So perfect. So fuckable.

He thought of his cock thrusting between her lips and groaned. God, he hoped she had that on her list.

He broke away, his voice low and hoarse with desire. “I need you to be my bad little vixen tonight. Tell me.”

She writhed at the name. Her hips pulsed again under him as he stroked her.

“I…I want to sit on someone’s face.”

He pinched her clit, and she cried out.

“Good fucking girl,” he ground out. He’d be first in line. She could ride him until he died of hunger. They’d set a world record. His cock throbbed just thinking about it.

“And the last one?” He circled her clit again, faster, needing more from her.

She cried out as she built to orgasm, throwing her head back and grabbing both breasts as they spilled out over the top of her hands.

She rocked against his hand, her tits jiggling with every bounce. He’d build a fucking monument to them, they were so perfect.

“It’s so bad,” she whispered.

Mmmm fuck yes. “Good, be my little minx and be so fucking bad for me. You won’t be allowed to come until I know just how bad you are.” He paused his hand in her dripping panties.

“I…” she started, and he circled her clit as a reward.



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