Free She's Too Young by Jessa Kane

happy is tangled up with raw, sexual need and as I sink lower into the water, I realize how symbolic it is, this descent to the bottom, the lack of noise. I’ve left a meeting with millions of dollars on the line to cater to my borderline violent obsession…and I don’t give a fuck if it’s healthy or right anymore. The money doesn’t make me happy. It hasn’t for a long time. None of the luxuries have any meaning when compared to a smile painted on the angel’s mouth.
    Heading directly for the drain, I see the barest flash of gold and swim harder. When I reach the white spiral, I manage to tug the necklace free of the suction just in time and kick back toward the surface. Through the blur of water, I see her standing at the edge, waiting for me, and the lights from above surround her head like a halo, sending my heart up into my throat. But nothing compares to the satisfaction of watching her face transform with relief when she sees the necklace in my hand.
    “Oh thank God. Oh my God .” She falls down on her knees at the pool’s edge as I climb out, taking the locket from me and throwing herself against my chest, straddling my hips with her smooth thighs. “I thought it was lost.”
    The towel has fallen free of her body and I finally see what she’s wearing. A white string bikini is the only thing separating us…both of us wet with pool water. Her nipples are straining against the damp, white triangles and my cock is pushing against the matching bottoms, dying to go to heaven.
    “Thank you, Ramsey,” she breathes.
    “Veda. Angel.” I press my open mouth against her neck. “If you’d lost that necklace in the ocean, I would order the goddamn thing drained to get it back.”
    Clearly awed by my statement, she sets aside the locket carefully and trails her fingers down my chest, pushing her legs wide so she can grasp my cock. I swear to Christ, I almost ejaculate right then, all over her half naked body, she holds me with such reverence. “You want me to suck on you here, Ramsey?” Her words are so low and melodic. “Men like that…don’t they?”
    “Yes. But I’m the only man you have to worry about, Veda. Ever again.” I trap a shout in my throat when she starts to stroke me. Slow and hard. Leaning back on my hands, the sight of her sliding off my lap and kneeling between my outstretched thighs sends a spurt of precum shooting from my dick and it drips down her cleavage, soaking into the right bikini triangle. She looks almost fascinated with my erection up close, gliding a thumb over the head, licking her lips, as if she has no idea where to start. “You enjoy looking at the cock that took your virginity, angel?”
    She nods. “Yes.”
    “You’re going to give thanks to it now, aren’t you?” My groan is involuntary. “For turning you into a woman?”
    “Uh-huh.” Her eyelids flutter as she leans forward, closing her lips around the tip, cheeks hollowing as she sucks. She purrs in her throat, blonde eyebrows drawing together as if she never knew it could taste so good. Fuck , it’s so hot, watching her explore the texture, no idea that I’m fighting the urge to wrap her hair in my fists and push to the back of her throat. I’d die before using her like that—especially her first time giving head—but God, she’s got me so sexually frustrated, I don’t know my own mind anymore. Or my own body. My lower back is already tightening, my balls on the verge of exploding…and she hasn’t even gotten me halfway into her mouth yet.
    Reminding myself to be easy, I slide my fingers into Veda’s hair and grip her head. “Let’s play a little game,” I grit out. “Show me how much you can fit, angel. Every inch you can get inside your mouth, Ramsey will buy you something nice.”
    True to her age, her eyes twinkle at the idea of presents…and her lips slip halfway down my cock, her slim fingers curling around the base, giving an upward stroke every time her mouth descends. She’s