Chapter Eight: Now Its A Party
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“Let's start by discussing this little outfit you’ve got on,” Jacob said as he slid his suit jacket off and tossed it onto the chair beside the bed.
“You like it?” Devina said from the center of the room where she stood waiting for his next move.
“I f*****g love it. I happen to find latex very…appealing,”
His words were hot and heavy as they landed on Devina.
“This is the first time I’ve worn it but, I think I like it,” she mumbled in response as her eyes darted between his intense gaze and the floor.
“Eyes up when we are talking little one,”
Devina raised her eyes to meet his.
“Do you feel sexy in that?” he asked.
“Yes,”
“Do you like that every man in that room thinks you look sexy in it as well?”
“Not every man,” Devina said, her eyes trailing to the floor with a tinge of embarrassment.
“Eyes up Devina,” Jacobs' words were strict like a headmaster and it was going to make Devina beg by the end of the night.
“I can promise you, every straight man took one look at you tonight and immediately imagined shooting his c*m on those pretty t**s of yours. I guarantee you at least half of them wanted to bend you over and shoot it across that perfect latex-covered ass of yours and the other half wanted to smear that slutty red lipstick all over your face before watching you gag on their c***s. No man is immune to a woman like you, Devina. Not ever, but certainly not dressed like that,”
Devina was stunned silent and absolutely soaked.
No man had ever talked to her like that. She barely ever experienced dirty talk, but when she did, it was just a replaying of porn. Nothing at all like what Jacob had just said to her. The scenarios he painted were now seared and repeating in her mind and probably would for the rest of her life.
“Do you like the way those things sound, Devina? Do you want your lipstick smeared by a c**k before getting filled with c*m?”
He was unbuttoning his sleeves and rolling them up to reveal both heavily tattooed and muscular forearms.
Devina nodded her head as words were just simply too much to ask of her at the moment.
“Of course you do. I think you liked making that little man c*m on the dance floor in front of everyone, but you wished it was you cumming with all those people around, don’t you?”
Devina nodded her head again before her mind had time to really think about what he was asking her.
“And you liked watching me slowly stroke myself while I watched you dancing in that slutty little outfit, didn’t you?”
Now Jacob was slowly walking towards her. A sinful grin dancing perfectly across his lips.
Devina wanted so badly to break away from his heavy gaze but she knew he would tell her to look up. Why she was listening to his orders, she didn’t know, but she was not about to stop.
“Answer me Devina,”
“Yes. I liked watching you do that. I wanted to do it for you…with my mouth,”
Not the smoothest but not the worst we’ve done.
Jacob chuckled, “Such a bad girl when you’ve been left alone too long,”
He finally reached her and slid his hand around her neck and up into her hair.
“I need to be able to grip this hair of yours while you let me f**k that mouth. Don’t think I have forgotten about your perfect mouth while I have been away little one. I went to bed every night and got myself off wishing your lips were my hand,”
Devina gasped and Jacob took the opportunity to slide his other hand up around her neck, hooking two fingers into her mouth. No doubt smearing her lipstick.
“You deserve something much worse for that little show you put on, but I don’t like to play like that when I'm somewhere new. So, with your permission little one, I am going to f**k that pretty mouth and you are going to drink every drop of me that I give you. How does that sound?”
Jacob slid his fingers out of her mouth as she nodded.
“No, let me hear you say it,” he said with a stern look, “If it's too much without a contract you won't be in trouble, just tell me,”
Contract? What contract?
“It’s not too much, I want to do it,” she replied eagerly.
Jacob couldn’t hide his pleasure from his face at her answer.
“Good girl. Get on your knees and show me what you can do,”
Devina did not waste another second. She dropped down and immediately started at his belt and zipper.
It took her no time to get them tugged down to his ankles and then he was free.
He had undoubtedly the largest c**k she had ever put her hands on. It was the perfect ratio of long and thick with a curve upward that she knew would hit her right in the spot that would make her scream.
She took his tip in her mouth first. Slowly relishing the salty taste of him.
He had been hard for her for a while, so she didn’t expect him to last long in her mouth.
She couldn’t wait.
Slowly she teased him little by little into her mouth, then back out. Taking just a half inch more each time.
“Devinaaaa,” Jacob growled out.
She smirked at the confirmation that she was indeed driving him wild.
“Take me deep little one. As far as you can, I need to know your limit before I can properly f**k your pretty face,”
Devina might as well be purring like a cat; she was so damn satisfied in that moment.
Without thought, she slammed his length into her throat. Reminding him that she indeed had no gag reflex.
She began to rapidly bob her head up and down on him. Humming and slurping, smearing her lipstick just as he described. She wanted so badly to reach down between her legs and touch herself as she sucked him off, but the tightness of her latex simply didn't make that an easy option. Especially with the garters.
“Good girl kotenok. Look at you. So beautiful with your makeup ruined and my c**k in your mouth,”
Devina swore his voice had dropped an octave again.
“Fuckkk little one,” Jacob hissed out as Devina picked up the pace.
Jacob suddenly grasped her head with both hands. His grip in her hair was firm and pulling but in a way that only further teased Devina’s building orgasm.
Jacob steadied her bobbing head and took over, pumping himself into her mouth, down her throat, then out. Over, and over, and over in a painfully perfect rhythm. Devina couldn’t wait for him to f**k her in other places just the same.
“You tap my leg hard if it's too much, little one, okay?” Jacob said.
Devina gurgled in response until he slid from her mouth just long enough for her to mutter a “yes Sir”.
That was all Jacob needed to unleash himself on her. He held her head in both hands, pulling at her hair, while he slammed into her mouth over and over. His pace built as his breathing hitched.
He was close.
Devina had seen this in porn but had never done it with anyone. She had assumed it was just not something real people actually did and had always thought it looked like too much. Even to her, and she loved giving head.
But now that she was in the middle of it, she realized how wrong she had been.
Being used like this by the demi-god that was Jacob was exactly enough. It just felt right- all of it.
Whatever it was.
“f**k koytenok, im gonna c*m,” Jacob managed to huff out as he reached a punishing speed of thrusting in and out of her mouth.
Suddenly, he jerked back. With one hand he grabbed the top of her head and pulled her head roughly back and with the other he grasped himself tightly.
“Eyes up Devina,” he growled out through gritted teeth.
Within three strong pumps of his hand, he was over the edge and cumming all over Devina.
Her mouth, her face, her t**s. It seemed his orgasm was never ending as he emptied himself completely onto Devina.
Her skin and dress were sticky and coated with him, just like he had described. Devina surprised herself by liking it even more than she had thought she would.
Jacob stood for a moment, his hand still wound tightly in her hair and his other hand still holding his mostly hard c**k.
He drew in a few deep breaths before dropping down to his knees in front of Devina.
“You did f*****g amazing Devina. Now it's your turn little one,” he said with a wicked grin as he slid his fingers over her cheek and pushed some of the c*m into her mouth.
She sucked it off enthusiastically and let him push her onto her back with ease.
Jacob started kissing from her knees up to her core.
Just as he got to the perfect pleasure point at the apex of her thighs, the door handle began to aggressively twist.
‘DEVINA! ARE YOU IN HERE?!” The slurred words rang out through the roon, over the thump of the music still blaring throughout the penthouse.
The words were very obviously coming from a very drunk Sibil.
“DEEEEVVINNNNNNAAAAAA! UNLOCK THE DOOR! MR. GOOD HEAD IS HERE COME AND MEET HIM!” Sibil shouted and suddenly Devina realized where they were.
Still at Javi’s house, in the middle of a party.
“f**k!” Devina shouted as she slammed her fists on the ground to either side of her.
“She is not going to just go away, is she?” Jacob asked, a small frown on his lips.
“No, she will not,”
“DEVINA OPEN THE f*****g DOOR!”
Jacob laughed quietly.
“I NEED A MINUTE SIB! GO MAKE ME A DRINK IN THE KITCHEN. I WILL MEET YOU THERE IN 5 MINUTES!” Devina shouted in response.
Still on her back, covered in c*m, with a demi-god between her legs.
Jacob smiled as he pushed back and reached out an arm to help Devina up off the floor.
“I’m sorry little one, but it seems I am going to have to owe you one for a bit. Here, let me help you clean up,” Jacob said, leading her into the bathroom.
There he ran warm water and carefully wiped away his c*m from her dress and body.
He even wiped off the smeared red lipstick and the mascara marks on her cheeks.
Each touch was careful and gentle. A far cry from the brutality he had just unleashed on her only moments before.
“You made quite a mess,” Devina said with a smile.
“That happens when all I have is my hand and a memory of your mouth on its fingers, little one. Did you like it?”
“I loved it!” Devina replied with a wild smile.
Jacob laughed as he helped her down from the counter where she had been sitting.
“Soon the tables are gonna turn and it will be me covered with you, no?”
Devina’s cheeks heated to a deep pink at the ideas he had just placed in her mind.
He stood behind her, stroking her body gently as she reapplied some make-up and tried to make it look like she hadn’t just been face f****d.
Jacob grabbed his coat and was soon leading her out of the room and back into the mix of the party.
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