Chapter 6
A minute later, we burst into a room with a huge king-sized bed. The room has the same massive floor-to-ceiling windows as the rest of the penthouse and for a second, I’m distracted by the breathtaking view.
“Lily,” Jacob growls, snapping my attention back to him. I swallow. He trails his fingers possessively along my jaw, tilting my head up so that I have no choice but to look at him. Only at him.
“Get on the bed,” he grinds out, walking me backwards towards the bed. The back of my knees hit the mattress and I tumble backwards, landing on my ass on the plush white duvet. Jacob stands over me, making me suddenly aware of just how tall and muscular he is. I scoot backwards just to give myself some breathing room. He slowly unbuckles his belt and I shiver in anticipation.
“Now, I’m afraid we have something to discuss,” he says, as he slides the belt out of the loops of his jeans and lets it fall to the floor. I hold my breath, waiting to see what he might want.
“Explain this outfit to me, please,” he says finally.
My cheeks flush as I let out a relieved laugh. “What about it?”
“It’s a dress, yes? And you’re wearing it with jeans. And a sweater. Has this become a thing while I was in prison?”
My cheeks flush further, but his eyes are dancing.
“Yes, it’s the style now.” I purse my lips, trying not to laugh again.
“I see.” He smiles. “It seems like an overuse of fabric to me.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. With legs like these, why would you want to cover them up?”
“Oh.” I watch breathlessly as he reaches for the button. His knuckles graze against the tender skin of my abdomen and I suck in a breath.
“Lift your hips,” he says and I obediently lift my ass up off the bed so that he can slide my jeans down and off. He repositions himself above me. All traces of his smile are gone, and instead he looks down at me hungrily.
My dress has ridden up around my waist, and the only things between us is the small scrap of white panties I’m wearing. Jacob pushes my knees down, spreading me even wider, and I whimper a little.
Suddenly he reaches out and yanks my panties down, tearing them in the process. He does it so fast that I barely have time to register what’s happening. I suck in a breath as Jacob tosses the ruined scraps of fabric aside.
He stares down at my pussy, and I realize it’s now fully exposed. Bare for him, and barer than usual thanks to my wax job. It’s the first time a man has ever seen me like this, and I shiver and shake under the intensity of his gaze. I wonder if he can tell how turned on I am?
Jacob’s eyes are dark as he looks down at me. “You have a beautiful pussy, Lily,” he says. I swallow thickly as he reaches his hand out. He grazes his thumb along my lips, making me cry out. It feels so strange to have someone touch me there — strange and amazing.
“Such pretty pink lips,” he says, as he strokes them with his thumb. “And this plump little clit. Do you like that, Lily?” He circles my clit with his finger and I gasp. My pussy starts to spasm as soon as he strokes my bud, but he pulls his hand away before the orgasm can break.
My heart is thundering in my chest. I look up at Jacob’s intense face. It’s clear he expects this to happen. Like, now.
He grins as he moves to undo the button on his pants, and then jerks the zipper down. He shoves his pants down off his hips and I gasp. His cock spills out, huge and hard and hungry. Its eye is pointing straight towards me, and my pussy convulses even as my breath catches.
He wraps his hand around his shaft and strokes it. His hands are big but his fist barely even closes around his massive girth. I lick my lips nervously. There’s no way … that … is going to fit in … there.
Jacob is still jerking his cock. His thighs flex as he leans his hips towards me. He’s like a homing missile, heading straight for my channel. I whimper as he rubs the head of his cock up against my lips. It feels good, but I’m so scared. Because I’ve been waiting so long — dreaming and wondering and dreading and craving this moment. I squeeze my eyes closed as my body clenches, waiting for the moment it’ll be over.
But it never comes. Jacob pauses. His cock is still pressed against me and the way it puts just the barest amount of pressure against my clit is driving me crazy, but he doesn’t move it any more than that.
I finally open my eyes and find Jacob’s gaze roaming my face.
“Lily,” he says. His voice is almost gentle. Almost. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know,” I say, wiping away a tear and hating myself for it. “I’m scared,” I admit. I take a deep breath. I have to tell him.
“I’m a virgin,” I mutter. I look away, because I can’t bear to see the disappointment in his eyes.
Jacob doesn’t say anything for a long time. Finally, I risk a glance back up at him.
For a minute, we just watch each other. His cock is still slipping across my lips, and the sensation is still driving me crazy, even though fear is gripping my heart.
“Have you ever given a blow job?” Jacob asks, suddenly, breaking the silence.
I shake my head. I’m not sure I can imagine fitting his cock in my mouth either, but it definitely seems easier than fitting it in my pussy.
“Good,” he says, leaning back on his heels. “Then you’re going to get your first lesson in sucking cock.”
He throws his legs over the side of the bed so that his feet are on the floor.
“Kneel,” he commands, gesturing to the spot on the floor between his legs.
I slip off the bed and crawl to the floor, holding on to his hard, muscular thighs. Now that it’s at eye-level, his cock looks even bigger and I lick my lips nervously.
“Take this off first,” Jacob says gruffly, gesturing at my little dress. I grab it and shuck it off my shoulders eagerly. At least that’s one thing I know I can do. I’m still wearing my bra, but Jacob raises his eyebrows in a look that I know means it has to go too. I reach behind me and unhook it, letting it fall to the floor with my dress.
My tits spring free without the bra. I have a thin frame, and my breasts have always felt too big for me, but the way Jacob’s looking down at them now makes me say a little prayer of thanks that God blessed me with a substantial rack. I might not know what I’m doing in the blow job department, but hopefully Jacob will be so distracted by my body that he won’t notice. I almost giggle at the thought, but stop when I see how intensely he’s looking at me now.
“Grab my cock around the base,” Jacob commands. I do as he says. It’s the first time I’ve ever even touched a penis before, and it startles me how it can feel so hard and soft at the same time, so warm and velvety and powerful.
“Now use your tongue to coat the shaft,” he growls. “Get it nice and slick.”
I stick my tongue out and tentatively lean forward. His skin tastes salty and musky and strangely intoxicating. I lick up and down the length of his dick, coating it entirely in my saliva. Jacob hasn’t given me any further commands, but I really want to take more of his cock into my mouth. I wrap my lips tentatively around the head and look up to Jacob to make sure I’m doing okay.
His eyes are heavily lidded and he nods slightly. I wrap my lips tighter around his cock and slowly move my head down until most of him is inside my mouth. I still have my fist wrapped around the base, and between my mouth and my hand, I’m able to cover his cock completely.
“Look at me, Lily,” Jacob pants. “Look at me when you suck me off.”
I look up, peering at him through my lashes. His face looks stern but I see it crack just a little as I bob my head up and down on his shaft.
“Fuck, Lily. You were made for this, you dirty little girl.”
I feel a twinge of pride. I’m actually good at this! I’ve always worried that I’d be a disappointment my first time. Lily Prescott — as exciting and experienced as a wet dish rag. But Jacob doesn’t look like he’s faking it — not with the way his jaw is working and his thighs are flexing.
I suck him off with more enthusiasm now, really letting myself enjoy it. In fact, I get so turned on that my hand slips down between my legs. My pussy has been dripping this entire time, and my lips are so slippery that my fingers glide easily through my folds. My clit is so swollen that my whole body convulses as soon as I touch it, but I don’t let myself lose focus as I continue working Jacob’s cock.
He twists his hands through my hair, pulling it back off my shoulders so that he can get a better view. I meet his eyes as I suck, and I watch as his gaze travels between my lips around his shaft and my fingers on my pussy.
“Does that feel good?” he growls. “Does my fat cock turn you on? You want to get off while you suck me off?”
I nod. My fingers are reaching fever pitch and I can feel Jacob’s thighs starting to flex and tighten. He tightens his grip on my hair as his hips buck.
“Are you ready, Lily? I’m going to come in your mouth. There’s going to be a lot, and you’re going to have to swallow every drop.”
I nod and suck harder. I can’t wait to taste him. My pussy starts to spasm just at the thought and then my whole body is shaking and trembling as I come. I keep my jaw locked so that I don’t accidentally clamp down on him. Just as my orgasm is hitting its peak, I feel Jacob’s hips buck. His cock thrusts deeper into my mouth just as his ejaculate hits the back of my throat. It’s warm and thick and salty, and it seems to come in massive waves. There’s so much of it, and I keep swallowing and swallowing as my own orgasm crests.
We both come down at the same time. My breathing is labored but I’m secretly pleased to see that his is too. I did that to him. I slowly pull my mouth off him, licking his shaft to get every last drop of his come. He shivers as I lick the head of his cock.
“Thank you, Lily,” he says. He smiles as he runs his hands softly over my hair. I flush with pleasure.
Jacob stands up from the bed, and I gaze up at him. His body is strong and muscular, and with me still on my knees on the floor, he seems even larger and more imposing than usual.
“Get up, Lily,” he says. “I’m taking you somewhere.”
I scamper to my feet. “Where?” My mind is racing.
A playful grin crosses his face. “You’ll see.”