On the Road: (Vagabonds Book 2) (New Adult Rock Star Romance) by Jade C. Jamison Page A

was semi-erect once more but I could tell he wasn’t ready again yet.  That meant maybe I would get all his attention as promised.  He ran his fingers under my panties and pushed them down some while sliding his fingers between my legs, touching me from behind.  I sucked in a breath around his tongue and he smiled again, shoving my panties off my ass and urging me to sit down.
    Once I was seated in the chair, I adjusted a couple of times.  Eddie slid his arms behind my ass and pushed my bottom to the edge of the chair.  So my posture in the chair sucked, but I wasn’t sitting in class.  I wasn’t trying to win any perfect child contest at the moment anyway.  He looped his fingers around my panties and pulled them the rest of the way down my legs slowly until they dropped to my ankles, and then he carefully pulled them the rest of the way off.  He kissed the inside of my knee then and so I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.  He placed his hands on my knees and pulled my legs apart, and then I could feel his breath on my inner thigh.  He stuck his tongue out and painted down the flesh, making my pussy constrict against nothing but an imaginary cock.  Then he brushed his fingers down the inside of my other thigh until he touched the crease where my leg met the rest of my body, but he kept going.  He ran his finger down the length of my slit, and the entire stroke sent shivers through my body.  I heard another breath force its way out of my mouth as he touched my pussy.  “Oh, baby, I love how wet you are.”
    Yeah, that was because he was tormenting me.  I gave him a look that I hoped communicated my feelings of desperation, but I was afraid I probably just looked pathetic.
    “You’re awfully quiet, but I don’t want that, Kyle.  Okay?”  I nodded.  He smiled then and added, “Already you’re disobeying the rules.  Okay? ”
    I smiled in spite of my tenseness.  “Okay.”
    “I want you to talk to me the entire time I tongue-fuck you.  Tell me what you like, how it feels, if you want more.  If you need to moan, I want to hear it.  If you want to scream, let it out.  I want to hear every second of your pleasure.  Can you do that for me?”
    I started to nod and then added, “Yes.”
    He smiled up at me, his hands still on my knees, and said, “Try to relax.”  Ha.   That was like telling a dental patient to pretend the dentist wasn’t drilling a tooth, because my body was taut with anticipation, and I knew he would bring release.  He slid his hands up my thighs, and he moved them so slowly, it almost ached, so I closed my eyes and rested my head against the back of the chair.  I couldn’t bend my neck much because of the high back, but it supported my head anyway.  I felt his thumbs reach the creases of my leg as his fingertips touched my hips, but then he moved his hands and I could feel his thumbs on my labia.  That was enough to make me let out a sigh of anticipation…and I remembered.  He wanted to hear my pleasure.
    I wasn’t sure what to say, but I did want him to know he was on the right track—not that there was any doubt, but if telling him out loud was what helped him enjoy the process, I was game.  “Yeah,” I breathed.
    He kissed the inside of my thigh.  I could barely hear him mumble, “Good,” but that was all I needed to know I could do no wrong, so long as I kept him apprised.
    I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the feel of it all, and I wasn’t sure if it was his nose or his fingers touching my labia, but I could feel my pussy respond to the attention, tightening up once more.  Then I felt his fingers move down until he touched the outside of my vagina, and he slid a finger, maybe more than one, inside me.  “Yeah, you’re definitely ready for me, aren’t you, baby?”
    I felt impatient but bit down on my lip once more.  After a few seconds, he licked down my slit—that much I could tell—and I reminded myself that I needed to be vocal.  “Yeah,