His head tilts to the side. “Haven’t I done that already?”
“I know you’ve been holding back a little … being careful with me. Because …” My eyes lower, but I won’t screw up this moment because of my issues. Taking a deep breath, I look back to him. “But don’t hold back. Please. I want you to give me everything. Show me … every ungentlemanly way you can fuck.”
Eyes flaring, he tears open a condom packet that I didn’t even know he was holding and rolls the rubber onto his dick.
“I was going to drag this out,” he tells me. “Make it last. Do it sweet and slow. But then you went and said those sexy-ass words to me …” He’s holding his cock in his hand, fist squeezing it.
My eyes are fixed there as I hang on to every single word he’s saying to me.
“Come here.” He punctuates the word like an order.
And I race to obey, clambering off the bed with the speed of a racehorse. I would be embarrassed if I wasn’t so desperate for him.
“Kiss me,” he tells me in a low voice.
I reach up onto my tiptoes and press my mouth to his, softly kissing him, sucking his lower lip.
Then, I replace my mouth with my fingers, tracing the wetness I just put on his lips.
I slip my finger into his mouth. He catches it with his teeth, and my insides clench.
I reach my other hand out and touch the tip of his cock, sliding my fingers over his. Jack removes his hand, and I cover his cock with my own.
I start stroking him up and down.
His eyes darken, and I see the exact moment when his control snaps.
He lifts me. My back hits the wall. And he thrusts up inside me.
“Yes!” I cry out at the welcome invasion.
“Jesus … Audrey,” Jack groans. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“It’s been a while,” I confess.
His eyes meet with mine. He grins. “Lucky me then.”
And he starts to fuck me. Hard. Pounding me into the wall. His tongue thrusting inside my mouth.
There is no finesse here.
Just lust.
I’m almost frantic with desire.
And I’m not alone in this. Jack is in high gear, like I am.
We’re like addicts getting our fix from each other’s bodies.
And I am here for every single drop of what he has to give me.
The sounds of our heavy breaths, skin slapping skin, fill the room.
It’s pure, carnal fucking.
Then, I’m on my feet. Turning. Palms put against the wall. Hips pulled back.
“Spread those gorgeous legs for me, Audrey.”
I widen my stance and glance back over my shoulder at him through the curtain of my messed up hair.
Jack’s smile is all foxlike.
Then, he slides his cock back inside me, and my eyes roll into my head.
His hands cover mine, holding them to the wall, and he starts fucking me again. Hips pumping in and out. Faster and faster.
Until I’m breathless. Sweat dripping from my body.
And as I quickly learn, Jack is a mover.
His sex positions last for no longer than a few minutes at a time before he switches them up, shifting me around like I weigh no more than air.
And the fact that he can go for way longer than a few minutes is every girl’s wet dream come true.
He screws me all over my bedroom. My ass and back touch almost every surface in here. Who knew having sex against a window was even a thing? Thank God the curtains are closed, so no one outside can see my bare ass pressed up against it.
Jack wasn’t kidding when he said he wasn’t a gentleman in the bedroom.
He has the moves and stamina of a porn star on Viagra.
He’s not selfish though. He makes sure I get mine. That I feel every drop of pleasure that he’s giving to me.
Jack is literally screwing every bad memory out of my head.
For this blissful moment in time, I am nothing but an empty mind and an overstimulated body. Being screwed into oblivion by the most beautiful man I have ever laid my eyes on.
I can regret it all tomorrow.
But now … now, I am going to enjoy every hot, euphoric second of it.
I have honestly never had sex like this in my life.
If I thought I had been fucked before …
I was wrong.
So very wrong.
This right here is fucking.
It’s primitive, headboard-banging sex with an alpha male.
We’re on the bed now. I’m flat on my back. Jack is on top of me. My legs are wrapped around him while he pumps in and out of me.
We’re burning up the sheets, the bed … my whole goddamn apartment.
My legs start to tingle. My orgasm quickly building.
But I’m not ready to come yet. I don’t want this to be over.
It’s been going for … I have no clue. All I do know is that it’s been a hell of a long time.
And still, I don’t want it to end. I don’t want my one promised night with Jack to be over.
Not yet.
I try to pull my hips back, needing to ease the contact for a second.
Jack chases me back down. “Don’t fight it. Come for me.”
“But I’m not ready for it to end.” I’m practically sobbing.
I don’t want this to ever stop. I want to live in this moment with him forever.
He grasps hold of my chin, forcing my eyes on his. “It won’t end. Because I’m nowhere near done with you.” He presses his hips into mine, kissing me. “Now, come for me.”
He takes both of my hands up over my head, pinning them down.
His head drops down. Lips capturing my nipple, he sucks hard as he gives one good, firm thrust, and I couldn’t stop the orgasm even if I tried.
I scream out his name. My pussy clamping around his dick like a vise. Every muscle in my body seizing.
I’m coming so long and hard that I almost black out.
“Jesus,” Jack hisses. He grabs a handful of my sweat-soaked hair. “I’m gonna … fucking
