Chapter 664 Beg Me



664 Beg Me

Day Seventy-Two...

Jane continued giggling as she stared at Nathan's funny expression. He was at a loss for words when he heard her last remarks.

But later on, Nathan lifted his eyebrow and grabbed her hand, guiding it down to his bulging erection. He pressed her palm against his pants and said, "What did you say? Little brother? Do you really think that mine is little?" A dangerous smirk plastered on his handsome face.

Jane didn't know what to say. She had to admit that Nathan's size was huge. She couldn't refute that fact. Did she hurt his ego when she called it "little" brother?

Before she had a chance to utter a single word, Nathan swiftly maneuvered, skillfully turning her over to alter their positions. With a seamless, almost effortless motion, he firmly and yet gently secured her beneath him on the bed. The shift in their positions placed him atop her, and she could feel the undeniable presence of his strong muscular physique intimately pressing against her own, heightening the tension in the room.

In a playful and seductive manner, he affectionately pressed his hard-on against her belly, allowing her to feel the remarkable size of his cock. With his face drawing nearer to her ear, he sensually murmured, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine, "Don't you feel sore after our passionate encounter the last time?" His lips teasingly grazed against her earlobe, making her heart race with anticipation.

"Nate, answer me. Do you want it?" Jane inquired in her commanding tone as her fingers began to unzip his pants.

Under Jane's commanding dominance, Nathan found himself entrapped within the magnetic pull of her gaze. Her free hand grasped his jaw, ensuring that his eyes remained locked onto hers, denying him even a fleeting escape. A sly, knowing smile curved upon Jane's lips as she sensed the intensity of Nathan's lust.

She deliberately moistened her lips with a lick, purposefully teasing him further. It was clear to her that Nathan harbored the same fervent fantasies of her taking control, using her mouth to pleasure him.

Jane leaned in, her voice a sultry whisper that sent an electrifying sensation coursing through his body. "Just say the word, Nate. Do you want me to lick and suck your cock?" Her fingers managed to free his arousal from its confines, her touch teasingly exploring every inch of his hardened length.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she brushed her thumb against the tip of his erection, eliciting a sharp gasp from him.

Jane, still immersed in her role of dominance, continued to stroke his hardened length. Her words were laced with a seductive authority as she moved closer, her breath warm against his skin. "Beg me, Nate," she purred, enjoying the sight of him utterly disarmed and flustered. It was seldom for her to witness Nathan like this. Jane had the power to make this proud man succumb to her dominance and allure.

"Yes... I want it." Nathan responded in a low voice, biting his own lips.

"I can't hear you, Nate," Jane gently chided, her voice laden with playful anticipation, her breath caressing his earlobe, sending tingles down his spine. "Say it louder, spell it out for me," she teased, her eyes dancing with delight, as a faint, amused smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "I said...beg me," she added.

Nathan swallowed hard, struggling with the erotic vulnerability of the moment. His voice quivered as he responded, his tone a blend of need and desire. "Please, do it. Touch me...I want your lips and tongue on my cock," he finally conceded, his words filled with longing and submission, laying bare his fervent cravings for the pleasures she could give him.