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"I guess then I should tell you that Mark, the new biology teacher, asked me out tomorrow night. Dinner at his house," she said offhandedly, popping the top of the container as she watched his reaction.
His eyes snapped up to hers and she couldn't help but notice all the muscles in his neck and chest going taut.
"It's none of my business," he ground out.
She picked up the bowl, turned, and knelt in front of him.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, shifting nervously.
Haley pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she placed the bowl on the floor. She reached over and pulled his boxer briefs down, releasing his rather angry looking erection. She resisted the urge to run her fingers down it.
"There, that looks more comfortable," she murmured as she picked up the bowl again.
"Oh god. . . . . is that buttercream frosting?" Jason asked in a strangled voice
"Mmmhmm," she said, dipping her finger into the buttercream and making a show of licking it off. "Mmmm. " She dipped her finger in the delicious frosting again. "I believe I owed you," she said, reaching up and smearing the frosting over one of his ni**les.
He hissed in a breath when she leaned over and licked it off. "The deal was that I got to lick an entire bowl off of you," Jason said between clenched teeth.
"But this is so much more fun," Haley said, scooping up more frosting. She gave him a sly little smile as she reached over and smeared the frosting over the underside of his hard cock. "A lot more fun. "
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Jason groaned long and loud at the first swipe of her tongue. Christ, it was a lot more fun than he imagined. Granted, it would be a lot more fun to lick it off her br**sts and off her round little bottom. He watched as Haley traced her tongue over his cock, slowly licking off the buttercream frosting.
He should stop this. It wasn't right to lead her to believe that he'd stick around, but when she took the large head into her mouth and sucked hard he couldn't do anything more than moan and pant.
She took her time licking him clean, clearly enjoying herself. Finally when she'd licked all the frosting off, she released his c**k with a loud pop. With a soft grip she ran her hand down his length.
"You'd be fine with me doing this for another man?" she asked.
His breaths came quicker as he imagined his little grasshopper doing this for anyone else. He couldn't deal with it. He knew he'd f**king kill any man that so much as touched her never mind this.
Fuck it.
She was his.
He didn't care if she didn't love him the way he loved her. It didn't matter. He'd more than make up for it. He'd spoil the hell out of her and keep her in orgasmic bliss so that she wouldn't realize that she was settling.
"No one else touches you, Haley. No. One. "
"What about you?" she asked shyly, rising to her feet.
"Only me," he promised as she shimmied out of her panties. She grabbed something off the kitchen table and walked around him. He heard the click of the handcuffs as she released each hand and foot.
When she was done she tossed the key onto the table and walked out of the room towards his bedroom. Jason wasted no time in pulling his pants and underwear off the rest of the way. He walked into his room and nearly sighed with content when he spotted his little grasshopper waiting for him on his bed.
He walked over and climbed onto the bed. Without a word he picked up her left leg and pressed a soft kiss to her calf before setting it back down to the side. He did the same for the other leg, exposing heaven on earth. He leaned over and pressed a kiss against her swollen wet lips, earning an enticing moan.
"Just so we're clear," he said, running the tip of his tongue between her slit, "you're marrying me. "
"Just so we're clear, I decided that two weeks ago," she said, earning a pained chuckle from him. "I'm in love with you, Jason," she said softly, running her fingers through his hair.
He raised his eyes to watch her. "You're not in love with me," he somehow managed to say. He knew she didn't love him the way that he loved her, but it felt like a physical blow to have to say it out loud.
"Ow!" Jason hissed. "What the hell was that for?" he demanded.
Haley sighed heavily as released the lock of hair she'd just yanked and gently rubbed the sore spot she'd created.
"How the hell can you say that I don't love you?"
"Easily!" he snapped, moving away from her and sitting back on his haunches.
Haley quickly got to her knees and glared up at him. Well, as best as she could since she'd taken her glasses off. She poked him in the chest, hard.
"Listen to me, buddy! I am head over heels in love with you and if you think you're going to pull another snit and get out of marrying me then you're crazy!"
He shifted closer. "I'm pulling another snit?" he practically roared. "I'm not the one who started all of this bullshit!" He grabbed her by the back of her neck and held her as he leaned down closer. "But I can damn well promise that I'm going to be the one fix it. "
"What the hell does that mean?" she asked, mimicking his hold on her. She drew him closer.
"It means, my little grasshopper," he said, releasing her neck abruptly so that he could reach down and grab her by the back her thighs. With a quick flick of his wrists he sent her falling back onto the bed.
Before she could scramble away he was kneeling between her legs with his still painfully hard erection in hand and running it between her pouty wet lips the way he knew drove her crazy. She squirmed against him almost desperately.
"That I'm not taking a chance on you changing your mind. You're marrying me this weekend and that's final!" he snarled, licking his lips as Haley rubbed her wet pu**y over the underside of his cock.
Her answering smile stole his breath away. She looked so damn beautiful. He knew he'd f**ked up his proposal, but that didn't really faze him since he had a tendency to f**k this kind of thing up. Besides he wasn't going to ask her to marry him. That would have been f**king stupid since it would have given her a chance to say no. She was marrying him no matter what. It really was the only way to keep her safe, he decided as she rolled her h*ps and took the tip of his c**k inside of her.
"Are you going to make love to me, or do I have to break out the fists of fury?" she asked, moaning.
He leaned over and covered her body with his. "Definitely going to make love to you," he said against her neck as he rolled his hips, feeding her his cock. He took her mouth in a hungry kiss, tangling his tongue with hers as he gently thrust into her, inch by inch. She was still so damn tight and felt so f**king good wrapped around him.
"I. . . I. . . oh god!" Haley moaned loudly.
"What do you want, baby?" Jason asked, pulling his c**k out almost all the way before sliding back in slowly. He groaned as the sensation of a thousand hot wet little tongues licked his cock.
"I love you!" she cried out as he ground himself against her. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder as he continued to grind himself against her. "I love you, too," he said, turning his head to look down at her. "More than anything. "
She fisted his hair and yanked his mouth down to hers. He reached between them and slid his thumb between her slit and over her swollen clit. Haley cried out into his mouth as he quickened his pace and rubbed the nub harder and faster.