“You want me to take this dress off?” I whispered, dragging my fingertips slowly across my chest as I arched my back and let out the softest little whimper, just enough to tease him. “You want me bare? Naked? Right here? You want to see what’s making your cock twitch every time I breathe?”
“Fucking take your clothes off,” he snarled, his voice breaking with how badly he wanted it. “It’s just us.
“Just me and you. No one’s watching. No one’s stopping us. I don’t care if your Alpha claims you tomorrow..I want you tonight. Right now. I want to see what’s mine for now. I want to fuck you so hard you forget your own name.”
I gasped, my chest heaving. My nipples were aching. My clit was pulsing. I was shaking from the pressure of how badly I needed to be touched.
“You think I won’t?” I whispered, heart racing, my voice trembling just slightly but still laced with fire. “You think I won’t let you grab me, bend me, fill me just to shut me up?”
Jason’s hands moved to his belt like he couldn’t wait another second.
“My dick would divide your pussy, Lily,” he said, voice low and feral, dripping with raw, cocky hunger.
“I’ll ruin you. I’ll stretch you open so wide you’ll never forget me. I’ll fuck you so deep you’ll be sore for days. You think you can handle it?”
I was breathless. My legs were shaking. My whole body was a mess of want and need and tension. I couldn’t even pretend anymore.
And then he looked at me..eyes sharp, pupils blown wide, mouth twisted into a grin that made my pussy clench all over again.
“Have you seen my dick, Lily?” he asked, his voice dark and teasing, like he already knew the answer.
“Because if I show it to you, I’m not pulling back. You better be ready to take it. Every inch. No begging me to stop. No tapping out. Just me wrecking you until you’re crying and loving every fucking second.”
“All right, big boy,” I said, loud and clear, with my head tilted and my eyes locked on his, because I was done pretending to be shy, done acting like I didn’t want to drop to my knees and make him forget how to walk.
“Before I let you fuck me and I mean really fuck me, like full-on destroy my tight little pussy and make me forget how to spell my own name-I wanna see that dick. Show it to me, Jason. I’m not asking. I’m telling. Pull it out. I wanna see exactly what you’re working with before you put that thing anywhere near me.”
I was breathing hard, but my voice didn’t shake. My thighs were already slick, my nipples were still diamonds poking through my dress, and my Omega was moaning so loud in my head I could barely focus. My whole body felt like it was vibrating with heat, and I didn’t even care how obvious it was. But one thing I know is that I am gonna tease the fuck out of him.
And fuck me, he listened.
He didn’t argue. He didn’t smirk. He just looked at me with that cocky, dark, dominant expression like he’d been waiting for this very moment, like I had finally passed some unspoken test.
Then, without saying a single word, he undid his pants, yanked it down with the other, and oh my fucking God, the second they fell to his thighs, I saw the outline. And not just a little peek or some soft print hiding under fabric.
I’m talking full-blown monster dick stretching his briefs like it had no business being hidden in the first place. My breath caught in my throat. My knees actually buckled. I thought I was prepared. I wasn’t.
And then-then..he pulled his briefs down.
His cock sprawled out like it had a fucking personality. Like it had its own bank account and house and gym membership. Thick. Veiny. Rock’ fucking hard. Red and swollen at the tip. Heavy enough to swing as it dropped out, and I swear I felt my soul float out of my body like, “Well, bitch, this is where we die.”
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t blink. I couldn’t move. I just stood there, back against the dresser, staring like he’d just pulled out a fucking sword.
“Is this the first time I’m seeing an actual dick and not in movies?” I asked out loud, not even meaning to. “Fuck yes it is.”
I didn’t even care how pathetic I sounded. I meant every damn word. I’d only ever seen them in shitty porn or those low-quality sss clips girls send each other in the group chat.
I’d fantasized about them. I’d dreamed about them. I’d imagined Connor’s so many times I thought
I could sketch it from memory. But this? This was real. And right in front of me. And so, so much bigger than anything I’d prepared myself for.
I was shaking. My legs were jelly. My pussy was dripping. And all I could do was breathe the dirtiest words I’d ever said in my life.
“Stroke your cock, Jason.”
**Lily**
“Yeah Jason. Stroke your dick”
I whispered, licking my lips as I slowly dragged my eyes from the base of his cock all the way to the swollen, angry red tip.
“Wrap your fist around it. I want to watch. I want to see how you touch it when you’re alone. Don’t look away from me.
“Keep your eyes on me while you stroke it. Let me see how thick that cock gets when it’s aching. I wanna see your veins bulge. I wanna see your jaw tighten. I want to see you get desperate.”
His hand moved, slow at first, dragging up that thick shaft, and my entire body went still. My breath was shallow.
My mouth was open. My nipples were screaming. My clit was throbbing so hard I almost reached between my thighs and rubbed myself right there just to survive it. But no, I wanted to watch him suffer first. I wanted to see him lose it..
“Oh my God,” I moaned, biting my lip as his hand tightened. “Look at that fucking cock. I mean, Jesus, Jason. That’s not a dick, that’s a fucking weapon. You’re gonna split me in half with that thing. You’re gonna break me.
“And I’m gonna let you. But first? I want to see how you stroke it while you’re thinking about me. Moan my name when you jerk off? Do you picture me on my knees with my tongue out, begging you to let me taste it?”
He groaned. Loud. Like a man possessed. His hand started pumping faster, and I could already see the tension building in his muscles.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I breathed, my hand sliding up my own body now, grazing over my t**s like I couldn’t help myself. “You look so fucking hot like this. You don’t even know. Watching you stroke your cock for me like you’re starved. Like I’m your last meal. Like you’re gonna cum all over my face if I don’t stop you.”
Jason’s jaw clenched, his eyes locked on me like he was already seconds away from pinning me down and losing control.
“You want me to get on my knees now?” I asked, teasing, breathless, dripping, already halfway down without even realizing it. “You want me to lick it, nice and slow? Want me to suck the tip you hold my head and whisper all the filthy things you think about me when you’re alone?” while
His hand tightened. His cock twitched.
“Do it,” he growled. “Say more. Don’t stop fucking talking, Lily. You’re gonna make me cum just from that filthy mouth of yours.”
I giggled-dark, slutty, unhinged. “You’re gonna cum just from my mouth? That’s fucking pathetic, Jason. You haven’t even touched me yet. I’m still in my dress, and you’re already leaking like a goddamn faucet. I haven’t even put my lips on that fat cock, and you’re already twitching like you’re about to explode.”
He groaned again, louder this time, and I swear he looked like he was in pain.
“Bet you wish I’d shut up and suck it, huh?” I purred, crawling toward him slowly now, eyes locked on his as his hand kept pumping.
“But I’m not done teasing you yet. I wanna hear you beg. I wanna hear what you want from me. Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to that cock.”
Jason’s hand froze for a second, just a second then his head dropped back and his chest rose in a sharp breath like he was about to snap.
“Lily…” he growled, voice cracked, desperate. “I want you to wrap those pretty lips around my cock and suck me like you’re fucking starving. I want you to moan with my dick in your throat. I want you to drool all over it while I hold your head and use that mouth like it was made to serve me. I want to cum so deep inside you, you taste me for a week.”
His hand started stroking harder, faster, fist wrapped tight around that thick, veiny monster between his legs like he was trying to edge himself just long enough to stay in control but fuck, he was losing it.
His jaw was clenched. His abs were tight. His cock was red and leaking and twitching like it was about to explode just from talking to me.
And I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Holy fucking shit, Jason,” I gasped, my voice coming out breathy and cracked because I was seconds from losing my mind.
“You’re gonna cum before you even touch me, aren’t you? Just from looking at me? Just from me talking? Fuck, that’s so hot. You’ve got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen and you’re about to bust just from hearing my filthy little mouth say your name.”
He groaned again, louder this time, more feral, like he wanted to devour me.
And I fucking loved it.
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