Chapter 10
JAKE WAS GLAD the caterers had been hired by his mother. The girls had had too much sun and the water added to their fatigue. They snored all the way home. He and Ginger let them forgo their baths, book time and prayers. Over sleepy protests they got the girls into their nighties and let Chelsea Fiona choose Jennifer for the first part of her night. Before their door was closed, both girls were asleep again.
He took Ginger’s hand and they walked to the back, after locking up the house and turning on the night lights. He could tell she was nervous.
He turned on the radio to some light jazz music.
“That’s nice.” She lit a vanilla candle in the bathroom and let the golden glow create flickering shadows throughout the bedroom. She slipped off her pink dress and hung it up, but left her new peach satin underwear on for Jake’s benefit.
He was naked, propped with pillows up against the metal headboard, tucked beneath the covers, waiting for her. “Ah, my investment. I’m very pleased with how it fits.”
“I love it,” she said as she fingered the circular outline of the stitching on the bra. “I think the cleavage is nice too, don’t you think, Jake?” She leaned slightly forward.
“It’s perfect. Why don’t you turn around so I can see it from all angles?”
“Like this?” Ginger angled her hips, swiveling them back and forth and then bent over, showing him the smooth texture of the peach satin covering her rear.
“Just like that. You are so beautiful. I can’t believe you said yes.”
“I told you, I was yours a long time ago.”
“Come here. Are you ready for your punishment?”
“Punishment?”
“Remember, for giving me a hard on I had to endure all afternoon and evening? I told you I’d get even. A promise is a promise.”
“Oh yes. Now I remember. Will I like it?”
“I think you will. So get your little self over here so I can show you.”
She crawled the width of the bed. Before she reached him, Jake removed the sheets and showed her his erection.
“That’s my punishment?”
“No. It’s your first test.”
She straddled him, sitting back on his thighs, and with both hands, massaged his member, pulled on his ball sac and fingered his velvet tip. She licked her lips and her eyes smiled at him while her tongue curled around his cock as she sucked and then took him in deep. He loved to watch her consume him, caress him and kiss his sensitive member, her little pink tongue flicking the divot at his tip. She placed him between her breasts and squeezed, letting him root between her two delicious orbs. His precum presented a drop and she was careful to lick it off slowly like a popsicle.
He sat up and drew her to his lap, spreading her knees and moving her hips back and forth, pressing against the ridge of his cock with her pubic bone. His finger found the elastic on her right side, opened a space and he raised her up so he could press himself inside. His finger guided the way as she bent down and watched, and then covered his hand with her hand, her fingers forcing his inside her, and then assisting his cock so it could gently slide inside her wet channel. Fully seated, she pressed his thumb against her bud and she arched back with a mournful moan.
Jake raised his hips and she responded with an undulation, pulling him further deep inside her as she rocked from side to side, raised and lowered herself to feel every inch of him slowly.
He held her hips again and thrust upward. Each time their coming together deeper than the last. He could feel her insides begin to pulse.
He quickly flipped her over on her back, removed her panties but left the bra on, creating lovely pockets of flesh where it restricted her breasts. He bit her nipples with his teeth through the fabric. His fingers found the lips of her sex and he opened her to him, and then bent down and tasted her creamy arousal.
She jumped, her fingers pulling his head deeper, pinching his ears and feeling the connection his lips made on her core. He sucked her fingers and then sucked her bud. Her shuddering continued and it heightened his arousal that she was coming to a huge climax he wanted to ride with her until the very end.
He kissed her belly button, and then crawled further to slip his fingers under the tight band of the bra, squeezing and pinching her. He finally slipped an arm under her and released the bond of the bra, letting her breasts fall into his hands, letting his lips and tongue taste her.
He moved first her right and then her left forearm up and formed her fingers around the iron bars of the headboard. Sliding to the left, he opened the side table and removed two red satin ribbons, holding them up to her so she could see. Her eyes got full and round.
“My punishment?”
“What do you think?”
“Getting even.”
“Oh no, not getting even. I’m getting way more.” He smiled down at her sweet face. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it, Jake.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to use those.”
“Where?”
“I want you to tie me to the headboard.”
“And then what?”
“I want you to make love to me, Jake.”
“Really?” He began to wrap her right wrist and then tied it to the metal rod going across the headboard. “Like this?”
“Just like that.”
He lay gentle kisses from her belly button, over her right breast, up under her arm and then kissed from the inside of her elbow to her fingers. Her lips were full and wet and begging to be plundered. Her pressed his groin against the juncture between her thighs and kissed her deep as she wrapped her leg around his waist.
Then he wrapped her other wrist with the ribbon and secured it with the headboard. Her head was held with two pillows and with her arms secured above her head and to the sides, he mounted her.
“Tell me what you like.”
“I like this, Jake. I like being tied to you. I like being helpless underneath you, as you fuck me.”
“Like this?”
He smoothly undulated his hips, digging deep into her, placing his hands beneath her rear and lifting her slightly for deeper penetration.
“Yes, Jake. Don’t stop.”
“Not to worry, Ginger.” He increased the rhythm feeling her losing control. When he kissed her, she sucked his tongue inside her as her internal muscles pulled his cock deep. She struggled against the ribbons, her head thrashing from side to side. She pushed her pelvis against his, holding his hips with her powerful thighs.
Finally she turned to putty beneath him. With sweat dripping from her chest, she moaned and then held her breath as a series of undulations took over her insides, pulsing against him until at last, he exploded deep inside her.
He laid his head over one of her breasts, reveling in the scent of her body, cradled in the rise and fall of her chest.
With one hand, he untied both wrists, kissed the slightly pink skin where the friction had caused some discoloration, kissed her palms and buried his head next to hers, whispering, “You. Are. Mine.”
“Always, Jake.”
Her arms hugged him. Her legs entangled with his and held his right leg between her thighs.