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Vanessa felt her shoulder being shaken and woke up. Blinking, she tried to figure out where she was. When her vision cleared, she recognized the bedroom and memories of her seducing Jason's mother flooded her mind.
Jason stood next to her, frowning, his hands balled into fists.
She scooted back until she hit the headboard. Pain and pleasure shot through her pussy, and she groaned.
"Mama just left."
Did Ma'am tell him what she'd done? Words leapt through her mind but never made it to her lips. What could she say?
"And what I can't figure out is why you're in here asleep."
Vanessa pressed her hand to her chest. Her heart was pounding so hard it shook her body. "I'm sorry, Jason," she gasped. "The ring hurts me when I walk, so I—I thought I—"
"Yeah, I know," he sneered. "Mama felt so sorry for you she told me to take it off. Said she would have done it but she was embarrassed by your...nakedness and left you in here."
A shaky breath blew through her lips. She hadn't told him.
He rested one knee on the mattress and reached toward her. She automatically shrank back but the headboard blocked her path. With a flick of the clip, he released her and she shuddered.
Instead of pulling back, he played with her clit, rubbing his fingers over and around it. Her legs fell open, and she glanced at him hopefully.
His free hand moved to his dick and his hand dipped inside his shorts. "Sorry, V. You're a much better suck when you're horny."
He released his hard dick and it stood nearly upright. Her mouth watered at the sight, and she crawled over to him. She leaned forward, and then stopped. "May I?"
His dick flexed and he smiled at her weakness. "Oh, yeah," he breathed.
Just as her mouth closed over the tip, he cupped the back of her head. "Throat."
Fear in its purest essence filled her. Their eyes met, his dark with anger. She lowered his gaze and swirled her tongue over the tip, her fear of him greater.
She did everything she could to get him to nut—liking, sucking, playing with his balls—but he would merely squeeze the base of his dick and wait for his climax receded. Part of her hoped that if she obeyed, he would let her cum, but the other part resisted taking him into her throat.
"What you do with your mouth," he murmured. "Such a slut."
Vanessa's pussy tingled with pleasure but still her mind resisted. If she was a slut wouldn't she liked the things he made her do?
He slid his hand into her hair, twirled it around his fist and slowly lowered her mouth. Inhaling, she tried to relax her throat. At contact, she gagged and he pulled her up briefly before trying again. This time, he got passed her gag reflex but she panicked when it felt like she couldn't breathe.
"Let it pass, V. Just imagine how good you'll feel when taste my milk?"
His milk? A slut?
Did he know what she'd done or was his words coincidence?
"Oh, yeah, V. You definitely know how to please, slut."
He stiffened and his hot seed shot her belly. He didn't release her until he began to soften, then he forced her head up and down until he was satisfied. He pushed her onto the bed and she tried to pull her onto him.
"Please, Jason? I—I need to cum."
"I love the way you beg, V." He rolled over and lay between her legs. "But until we get Mama's approval, you will not cum. Do you understand?"
She nodded, tears gathering in her eyes. "I don't know what to do. I've tried so hard to please her."
"You can ask her Wednesday afternoon. Her reading group is meeting and she wants you to come."
"But what about work?"
He pushed himself to his feet and slapped her across the cheek. "You know, maybe that's the problem. You resist, hesitate. You always have something to say? You need to be obedient!"
Vanessa cupped her stinging cheek. "I will, Jason. I promise."
Suddenly all the anger drained from him and his shoulders slumped. "I thought you wanted to marry me."
"I do!" On this subject, Vanessa felt no hesitation. He would be kind to his wife, she was sure of it.
