Chương 161: Chapter 47.3
"Dammit laddie . . ."
Amid Elizabeth's protest, Jason leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh before slowly making his way down. He brushed his lips against her calf before reaching her feet.
Soft and smooth as a baby's, he thought as he kissed and worshipped her feet and Elizabeth took a deep breath as she revelled in his adoration of his feet.
After he finished, Jason focused on her other feet, smooching it with as much devotion as he did with her other feet. Slowly, he made his way back, kissing and petting her from her calf, to her thigh, and up to her breasts. Once he was done, he nuzzled her neck and Elizabeth, aroused with a fiery passion, grabbed him and kissed him deeply. As their tongues intertwined, she felt a deeper pleasure than what she had experienced, even more than when he kissed her between the legs. Her mind went blank and her thighs rubbed against each other as Jason returned her kiss with more fervour than she had anticipated.
Pulling away, he caressed her chest and bit her ears and, much to her disappointment, whispered, "Now we practice."
Jason leaned back on the headboard and guided Elizabeth to his lap. She leaned back against him and he held her close, cupping her breasts while she squeezed his erect rod between her thighs.
Naughty lad, she thought. Dinae wear undies.
Her hands crept to his manhood but a moment later she froze before getting up and turning to Jason.
"Why are ye bigger than usual?" she asked with a dangerous tone. She didn't realize it wrapped because of her lack of sight but the very moment she touched him, Elizabeth realized that his erect spear was around, or possibly more, than nine inches long. A lot bigger and thicker than when he was usually with her.
"Oh, um, that's - I - uh . . . hmm," Jason tried making excuses but couldn't form a coherent sentence due to one of Elizabeth's hand gripping his family jewels with annoyance. Her other hand teasingly explored his rod in surprise and admiration.
"Are ye really gonna lie now, laddie?" Elizabeth asked.
". . . Can I?" Jason asked back before groaning when she half-gently and half-roughly massaged his balls. The pleasure and pain aroused him, and he found himself enjoying her dominant side. If only a little.
"No. Now tell me the truth." Elizabeth's fingernails scratched his glans and she felt his rod twitch underneath her grasp.
"Ookaay," Jason sighed, trading a deep breath to calm himself before continuing. "Uh, I - eh - I usually control my blood flow, regulating my size."
"Now, why would ye do that?" Elizabeth stared at his manhood without bothering to look at Jason. Even though she couldn't see it, she could imagine just how wonderful it would be to experience one as big as Jason.
"Contrary to popular belief, being bigger isn't better," Jason answered with exasperation. "You have to be careful and you can't pound away without hurting your partner which . . . really isn't as fun as it sounds."
"Oh? Ye just decided that on yer own?" Elizabeth felt annoyed that Jason was once again making decisions without her.
"No. I made that decision from experience," Jason replied while guiltily looking away from Elizabeth.
"What do ye mean?"
Jason sighed and resigned himself; he quietly began speaking while grazing Elizabeth's arm with his fingers. "Remember that night, the first night we had? The one where you drugged and cuffed me in?"
"Not really . . . I did that a handful of times - ah! Yer speaking about Morocco, the time when ye was awake." Elizabeth teased.
"Yes. That time. When I went crazy and cuffed you and fucked you five times over," Jason answered sheepishly.
"Oh? As I recall, ye only came thrice in me, laddie."
"Hmm … pretty sure you milked me five times over. We can always try again if you want to be sure."
"Tempting," Elizabeth said with a knowing smile; she realized that he was still trying to slink away by seducing her. "But what does our little tryst have to do with ye shrinking yer balls?"
"I was going to get to that," Jason replied before rolling his eyes while adding, "And that . . . didn't sound right. Besides, in not shrinking my - nevermind.
"That time . . . I may have been experimenting with my powers," Jason continued uncomfortably.
"And . . .?"
"And I may have made myself as big as I am now. That time. It's why you couldn't move for a few days," Jason explained.
"I could move. I was moving in the morn-"
"Without having the worst cramps you've ever experienced?" Jason interrupted and asked and Elizabeth froze.
"How do ye . . . oh," Elizabeth was surprised as she never mentioned to Jason that she was hurting but quickly deduced how he knew.
If he knew … then, Elizabeth turned to look at Jason and, though he knew she couldn't see, he refused to look at her face.
"Yeah. That was on me. I bruised your cervix," Jason confirmed. "Had to wait a week before we could have sex again. Well, the shower sex was worth the wait."
"So, that week. Ye kept leaving fer the brothel while coming home late . . ."
"Not just for Helena. Because I didn't want to pound you till you felt better," Jason took this moment when Elizabeth was distracted to tackle her away from his rod. He pushed her down and used one hand to lift both her arms above her head. "There's something about you that drives me crazy. Seeing you squirm underneath me, for me - because of me . . . or maybe it's the feeling of you cumming for five minutes straight, your body squeezing me while I keep moving . . . I can't help myself, I lose control. Every. Damn. Time."
Jason continued whispering in Elizabeth's ears and she squirmed with embarrassment and delight. Her happiness was short-lived as Jason pulled away from her with a teasing grin.
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