Chapter 18

Finally, when he was done, I licked the head of his penis clean then used the dishtowel to wipe off the marks from my red lipstick.

"Some of it won't come off," I said, dabbing at a now-pinkish streak.

"Don't worry about it," he growled. "I'll wear your lipstick on my cock any time you want, darling. The only one who's going to see it is you, anyway." Then he put both hands under my arms and lifted me to my feet.

If I hadn't already rubbed off all my lipstick, his kiss would have done it. His mouth was voracious, almost brutal, but I loved every bit of it. I knew he could taste his own seed on me, and that made me even wetter. All I really wanted right then was for him to impale me on that thick cock, which was still damp from my mouth, even though the head was still swollen to the size of a tangerine. I'm a vampire. I'd heal.

Instead, he whirled me around and lifted me so I was sitting on the countertop. He spread my legs with his hands then sat down on the chair I'd just vacated. "My turn. Pull your dress up, Ari. I want to see that pretty pussy of yours, all wet and puffy for me."

Slowly, I did. He'd fluffed out the back of my skirt when he set me up here so my bare ass was on the cool granite. I spared a fleeting thought that at least the surface would clean easily. Jack guided me to the very edge of the counter and put one of my legs over each of his shoulders as I pulled my skirt up to my waist, revealing the garter belt and lack of panties.

"Oooh, you bad girl," he teased, blowing a puff of warm air on my wet, sensitive flesh. "Bad girls get rewarded." Then he separated my labia with his fingers and leaned in to lick the exposed slit, all the way from my anus to my clit. After that one good slurp, he settled in to flick my clit with his tongue while he slid both thumbs into my cunt.

"Jack." I leaned back on my elbows, unable to hold myself up. My whole body throbbed, wanting more, but the relentless assault on my clit rapidly drove me up to the edge of orgasm. When he took it between his teeth and sucked, I fell over the edge, gasping his name like a mantra.

"Now that's what I call tasty hors d'oeuvres." He waited until I'd stopped shaking then eased me to my feet. After a long, deep kiss, he stepped back and smiled. "Now I think our ride will be here in a minute. How about we both clean up and we get out of here before we forget to altogether?"