Chapter fifteen: Make You Feel Good

Chapter fifteen: Make You Feel Good

Jessica

My legs were bouncing uncontrollably as I anxiously watched the clock tick closer to seven. It was only five o'clock in the evening but still every time I was going to be with Jeffrey made me nervous and anxious. I wore the fanciest lingerie I had just in case. I pulled them out from my drawer, wondering why the hell I was even considering wearing them. Olivia had bought them for my twentieth birthday and I didn't dare give them away because they were awfully expensive for a college student.

I checked myself multiple times in the mirror to make sure I looked good, Jeffrey told me not to dress too fancy but who knows what he had planned. My phone buzzed beside me and Janice appeared on the screen when I looked at it.

"Hello," I picked up the call.

"Hey, girl. What are you doing tonight?"

"Um, I'm kind of busy."

"Shut up, you are going to see Jeffrey. Aren't you?" I could hear the grin in her voice.

"Maybe, yes, whatever. What is going on tonight?"

"My roommate is with her boyfriend tonight so I was wondering if you were free."

"Oh my gosh, Janice. I am so sorry, I would….."

"Stop girl, it is not a big deal. Anyway I had an assignment I needed to catch up with. Go have fun with Jeffrey tonight and then tell me about it later." She laughed.

We hung up after that and I checked the time again, it was only six so I decided I needed to pass the time somehow. I opened my laptop and started watching some movies before I got a text message from Janice.

'Swear that you will tell me everything that happens tonight or I will never order you chips from Jimmy John's again.' I laughed as another text came in.

'Love you bunches ok, smooches.'

I rolled my eyes and saw the clock read 6:30, I quickly gathered my things and headed down to the lobby where I saw Luke already waiting in the parking space. I hopped in after he opened the door and we drove into the city.

The city was so beautiful at night, the street lined with lights and all the people shopping around. It was even more beautiful at Christmas time when all the shops and streets would be decorated.

We pulled into Jeffrey's parking space and Luke helped me out. I went up to his penthouse. I knocked on the door, waited before hearing footsteps on the other side of the wood. The door opened, revealing a man dressed in dark skinny jeans and a loose patterned top. The buttons were opened almost all the way down to his stomach, revealing many ink marks on his skin.

"Two Resting Eagles." I muttered with a smile and he simply nodded, looking down at his collar bones with a grin.

"Two Resting Eagles." He echoed my words.

"Maybe that can be our Logo." I giggled and he shook his head, letting me pass him and entered his living room.

"Quoting movies now, are we?" He asked with raised eyebrows and I shrugged.

"The only movie I quote all the time is singing in the rain."

"I wouldn't be surprised if you could perform the entire dance right here, right now." He giggled.

"You think I could?" I giggled and he nodded.

"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you could tap dance like Michael Jackson." He chuckled.

"Princess, even with my two left legs, I don't think I could do an eighteenth of what Micheal Jackson could do."

"Yes, from what I remember, your two left legs couldn't do much at that party." I snickered but he was quick to fire back with a teasing grin.

"I am surprised you remember anything that happened that night since you were quite plastered, Princess." My arms dropped to my sides and my mouth fell open, he simply chuckled.

"There were free drinks offered, you think I was just going to pass up that opportunity?" He shrugged, stepping closer to me.

"I figured you weren't that much of a lightweight." I rolled my eyes.

"I wasn't that bad, okay?" He bent down so he was eye-level with me.

"Princess, you practically begged me to let you stay so you could twerk to the gas pedal."

I rolled my lips between my teeth, I honestly didn't remember anything past the few drinks I had from the bar. Hearing this was definitely catching me off guard.

"It could have been worse."

"I also briefly remember you calling me a certain name when I tried to get you to leave." He smirked, I felt my inside churn under his tempting gaze.

"Would you care to freshen my memory?" I shrugged, tossing my hair over my shoulder and walking towards the living room.

"I don't know, I don't remember much. So you might have to refresh my memory."

I spoke with such confidence and I had on idea where I was pulling this out of. He always made me so nervous but every now and then, I would have a spark of assertiveness and I kind of liked it and I could tell he did too.

"You and I both know damn well what you called me."

His eyes were darkening with lust, my heart was starting to beat wildly in my chest and I was sure he could hear it as he walked to the kitchen.

I walked over to him, taking my time with each step and placing my hands on his hard abdomen.

"Was it something along the lines of…."

I leaned in close to his ear, my fingers trailing down past his belt buckle to his growing bulge.

"Daddy?" I finished my sentence.

I watched him grab the bat counter to hold himself steady while I began palming him through his trousers. He closed his eyes and huffed through his nostril, his jaw clenching.

"Baby girl, you know your effect on me."

He grunted and suddenly grabbed me by my waist, picking me up and nearly dropped me on the bar counter. I squealed and he grinned, showing off his deep set of dimples.

"Now, I am going to show you what I can do to you."

I felt my stomach physically move to my throat, he tugged off my jeans and threw them aside as I slipped out of my shirt. His tongue darted out momentarily to swipe across his bottom lips upon seeing my lace panties and matching bra.

"You are so fucking perfect, baby girl." He muttered.

He reached around me, grabbing my butt and scooting me closer to the edge of the counter. He didn't hesitate to press his fingers against me and I felt my chest pound with excitement. He slipped his two fingers inside my core and I instantly moaned his name out of instinct.

"You like that, Princess?" He teased me.

"Tell me how much you want me."

"J…Jeffrey…."

"Ahh, what is my name?" He stopped me, I looked at him and leaned closer as much as my body would allow.

"Daddy," I whispered.

He bit his lips and began to finger me even harder, my head falling back and allowing the euphoria to completely take over me. I was caught off when I felt him slide my panties off and he placed both his hands on my thighs, gripping tightly and pushing them apart. I looked at him and he gazed hungrily at me.

"Jeffrey, what are you doing?" I huffed.

"Daddy is going to make you feel good."

He placed his face between my legs, my mouth dropping and my legs instantly wanting to close once I felt his lips graze my folds. He gripped my legs harder and dug his fingers into my skin as he held them apart.

"Let Daddy taste you, baby girl." He spoke darkly.

I relaxed my legs as much as I could but it was definitely a struggle, his tongue swiped a long strip between my folds and I let out a strangle moan. I bucked my hips to feel more of him, only to have him hold me down. He looked at me with a mixture of sternness and lust.

He continued licking me with his tongue, my body trembling under his touch. I had nothing to hold on so I grabbed his hair in my hands and let out another pleasured cry. He lift his face from my virginia and licked his lips.

"You taste sweet, Princess."

He lifted me from the counter and placed me on the couch, standing in front of me and grabbed a handful of my hair in his hands.

"Let that dirty mouth of yours go to work." My eyes widened and I couldn't help but stare straight at the growing bulge beneath his trousers.

His dick inside me was one thing but my mouth was another. It was quite big, too big for me to even take into my mouth.