“You feel so good,” she moans. “Give it to me hard.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I pull out and slam my cock in. In and out. I love the jiggle in her tits, and I pinch a nipple. She groans her appreciation, and her muscles tighten around my cock.
She’s biting her lip and closes her eyes.
“Look at me, baby,” I grunt.
She opens her eyes, and my hand goes to her clit, stroking it hard and fast. Her mouth forms an O and again, she becomes rigid. This time she screams my name. I feel ten feet tall, and I follow her down the rabbit hole to complete bliss.
When we’re both spent, I collapse next to her. My cock slowly slips out, and I take the condom off, knotting the end and dropping it on my pajamas on the floor. I turn back to her and hold her tight. There’s no way I’m getting out of this bed—an impulse that definitely surprises me.
Chapter 13
Corrine
The heat emanating from Jackson rolls over me before I open my eyes. The stickiness between my legs isn’t left over from the fantastic sex we had last night. No, it comes from waking up next to him, and I want to go again.
Jackson seemed to enjoy himself last night. Does he think I’m bad at sex? Am I a cold fish in bed? Technically we only got him up twice, but he seems far more interested in my satisfaction than his own.
Jackson rolls over and snakes his arms around me to spoon me in tight. Kissing my temple, it’s as if he’s read my mind. “Don’t go there.”
I roll onto my back so I can look into his glorious eyes. “How did you know?”
“I can say this now, and it will be the only time someone else will be in our bed, but Bobby Sanders is a complete idiot. Not only are you positively stunning, with perfect curves whether you’re naked or dressed, but you’re absolutely fantastic in bed. He’s an idiot for letting you go, but I’m glad he did, because now you’re mine.”
My heart soars. To protect it, I remind myself that this will be short-lived. He means mine right now, for the moment. We’ll return to San Francisco, and he’ll find another Barbie, and I’ll find a new job somewhere else. But damn if I’m not going to have fun right now.
I smell coffee and fresh baked goods. I sit up. “Let’s see what’s for breakfast.”
“In a little bit.” He pulls me back down and begins suckling my breast as his hands wander. “I’ve had a taste, and I want more.”
We can’t seem to get enough. I roll over on all fours and present myself to him. “I think I was promised ten spankings.” I wiggle my ass and slap the cheek so he knows what I want.
His grin is like a boy on Christmas morning. His lips immediately attach themselves to my clit, and his magical hands bring me quickly to climax. I groan into the pillow.
I hear the rip of the foil package, and I play with myself to tease him. He shoves my hand away and pushes into me from behind. I groan as I stretch to accommodate him. I swear he’s bigger than he was last night.
He pumps in and out of me, hard and fast, and smacks my ass.
“Yes,” I moan.
“You like that, don’t you?” He slaps my ass again.
“Yes,” I moan, taking in the pleasure and the pain.
He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me up. His fingers roll my nipples, pulling hard.
“We’re made for each other,” he says through gritted teeth.
I get the rest of my ten spankings, which send me over the edge with another orgasm. In no time, he joins me with his own.
I collapse in bed, out of breath. “I told you we’d get three times out of you.”
He laughs hard. I love to make him laugh. “Apparently I’ve been doing this all wrong.”
I throw my legs over the side of the bed and take in the room in the daylight. It’s beautifully decorated with teak furniture and pale greens and blues. I stand and look out the window, listening to the waves pound the rocks below the backyard, which is peppered with coconut palms and green grass.
“The view is stunning.”
I feel Jackson come up behind me and wrap his arms around me. “It’s beautiful, but you’re all I see.”
A voice in my head is continually chirping, Enjoy this while you can.
“What do you want to do today?” I say this over my shoulder as I walk into the bathroom.
“I thought we’d check out the house this morning with the majordomo, and I made arrangements for a helicopter tour of the property and the island this afternoon.”
I feel like I should be taking notes. I’m technically here on business.
“I’m starved. I need some nourishment so I can continue ravishing you.” He approaches and kisses me softly. “You’ve woken a voracious sex monster in me.”
I laugh. “I need a quick shower, so I don’t smell like sex when we walk downstairs.”
“It’s still early.” He picks up his phone, and I’ve almost immediately lost him to the problems in his email.
I shower and dress in a cotton sundress and a pair of pretty flat sandals, ready to walk everywhere today. I can hear him talking in his room, and I wander over. He’s in an in-depth discussion with one of his developers, so I kiss him on the head and go in search of the kitchen. I find a Hawaiian woman with long, dark hair wearing a pink plumeria flower tucked behind her ear and a pink floral muumuu humming a beautiful song.
