All of my memories(Jasper Hale+You)

Part-22

Warning: explicit sexual content, 18+ only!!

"Let's see if you can still ride, cowgirl."
He smirks at you, as he rakes his beautiful teeth across his pouty bottom lip.
"Heh, you wanna see if I'm can still ride, huh?" You chuckle, teasingly.
His smile turns into a serious expression, almost carnal. You grind against him, moving your hips back and forth, with a slight bounce at the end. You can feel him getting hard beneath you. You raise up, and grind down on him again, slowly but firmly, moving your hips in the same rhythmic motion.
He moves his hands from behind his head and grabs your hips firmly, his eyes becoming more focused, thirsty, but not for blood.
You remove his hands from your hips, and pin them over his head.
"Oh no no, Major. I'm the boss." You hiss seductively.
"Say it again." He moans
"I'm the boss"
"No...the part where you called me Major."
His request set you back for a second. You hadn't realized how long it's been since you called him that.
You smiled and bent down, nipping his bottom lip with your teeth and letting it slowly slip away, lightly bouncing back into place.
"Major..." you whispered
His cock hardened against his pants,
He winced in pain as it engorged against his zipper.
He looked so cute. Helpless in a way.
You quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper, relieving some of the pressure. You stood up for a moment, long enough to remove your pants and moistened panties. You fall to you knees beside him.
"Does it hurt?" You ask, sweetly, as you stroke his impressively long and thick member.
"N-no...it's alright." He smirked, trying to stifle the moan that aches to escape his throat.
"Aw, that's too bad. You sure you don't want me to kiss it better?" You Asked,
slowly enveloping the throbbing extension into your hot, wet mouth.
Jasper threw his head back, a deep pleasurable grunt burst past his lips as he snapped his neck back up to watch you.
His size made it difficult, but you moved your lips down to the base, and inched it carefully back to the tip. Slowly, agonizingly, he tangled his fingers in your hair and begged for you to pick up the pace. He couldn't stand it. Your tongue rolled and whipped around his girth, you tightened your lips around the head and began to suck in swift, throbbing beats.
"No! stop! Not like this!" He growled, struggling to hold back his release.
You could feel the pressure building within him, you weren't about to let him have all the fun. You lightly kissed the head of his penis and shot him a mischievous grin.
"Don't worry. I plan on getting mine." You purred. You rose up and threw your leg over his quivering body. You pulled your shirt over your head to reveal the lacy bra underneath. His hands explored your torso, caressing each curve and hump your body had to offer.
"Beautiful.." he whispered as he unhooked your bra strap, revealing the soft supple breasts he'd come to crave. As he pawed and squeezed your voluptuous chest, you guided him into you, slowly. His eyes rolled back as you deliciously slide down to his thick base. You moaned softly as he filled you, beginning the rhythmic forward, back, and bounce movements you teased him with earlier. You no longer had control of your body, it was running on pure desire now. You kept the rhythm, starting slow at first then picking up speed with each pass.
He gripped your hips, and pushed himself deeper into you, grunting and moaning as he went. You fed off each others pleasure, each primal growl from him, called forth a desperate moan from you. The harder he bucked the tighter you held on. The friction began to build between you, you could feel an explosive, vocal orgasm swirling within your belly. You began to lose your rhythm as a flood of pleasure consumed you from the inside. Jasper fed off of your reaction, setting his own violent release into motion. As you melted into each other, you rested your head on his chest. He began to slip out of you as he softened, followed by the thick creamy proof of his satisfaction.
You laid with him in silence for a few minutes, basking in the glow of the unapologetic passion you held for one another. With only the forest to bare witness.