Free Tessa's Escape to Athena's Ground by Brianna Salera Page B

southern stroll. Occasionally, he gently nipped a bit of flesh, sending goose bumps up Tessa’s arms. When he reached the edge of Tessa’s mound, she stiffened. Jason increased the hold he had on her backside.
    “Ask for what you need, Tessa,” he said, looking up into her eyes.
    Silent tears filled her eyes. “Good girls don’t.”
    “Good girls enjoy the body God gave them with partners who appreciate them for who they are.”
    She wiped a tear away. “Isn’t it…gross?”
    Jason shook his head. “Ask for what you need.”
    “What if I don’t need it, but I want it?”
    “Ask for it.”
    Tessa stood, frozen. She could still hear her mother’s voice, whispering about the dirtiness of that part of her body. All those years, Tessa told herself that any man—even Mark—who wanted to put his mouth there was a little twisted. All the while she ignored, hell she buried, her longing to find out what it felt like.
    Jason apparently knew what she was thinking. He touched her mound, right above her clitoris, as if to remind her of the pleasure that waited. That nudge pushed her over the edge.
    “I want you to do it.”
    Jason increased the pressure with his finger and watched Tessa jump, as if she’d been touched by fire. “Do what, Tessa. Name it.” He began to stroke her slit.
    “I want you to give me oral sex.”
    “It will be my pleasure. Watch in the mirror. Watch as I make you come.”
    Jason nudged Tessa’s legs further apart and sat cross legged on the floor. He spread Tessa’s lips so far apart she could feel the cool air on the entry to her womanhood. That coolness lasted only a second, as Jason’s hot, rough tongue massaged Tessa’s most sensitive skin.
    Tessa gasped. It wasn’t at all what she’d expected, though she had never been clear about what to expect.
    Jason held her steady as he worked his tongue up and down her slit, exploring every nook and cranny. Each pass felt better than the last, and when he suddenly plunged his tongue inside her, she squealed.
    Jason’s hand released Tessa’s cheek, found her clitoris and began stroking. “I need my hands, so you’re going to have to be steady on your feet, okay?” His fingers were making her clit swell. “Remember the ocean, today? I’m going to suck your clit and when you think you can’t take anymore I’m going to send you over the edge with my finger inside you. I’m going to give you all I think you can take. Are you up for that?”
    Tessa nodded, still focused on the throbbing in her sweet pot, begging for more. More of what, Tessa wasn’t sure…but she trusted that Jason was.
    Tessa discovered that Jason had only been warming up. Now his tongue was circling Tessa’s clit, his lips sucking on it so hard she thought she would melt, pressing her throbbing nub flat and then pulling it back up between two firm lips. Gentle nibbles and rough licks, around, deep, hard and fast. Tessa was so lost in the sensation she hardly noticed when Jason’s index finger plunged into her wet vagina, so ready for entry there was no resistance. While his tongue kept Tessa’s attention on the fire in her clitoris, Jason took the opportunity to slide two fingers into her vagina.
    Tessa began to rock forward, pressing her mound against Jason’s face, begging him to take all of her.
    Jason plunged his fingers in and out of Tessa’s wetness, harder and faster in time with the demands his tongue made on her clitoris. Instead of recoiling from the pounding, Tessa ground her hips into Jason’s hand. She fisted his hair and pulled his mouth against her mound with such intensity there was no mistaking what she wanted.
    Jason worked the inside of Tessa’s vagina with a well-trained finger, angling for her G Spot; at the same moment he wrapped his lips around Tessa’s engorged clit and sucked as hard as he could.
    Waves traveled from Tessa’s clitoris through her belly like shock waves in a major earthquake. It felt like minutes before they stopped,