And then he comes.
And keeps coming.
Jack’s ragged groan reverberates through me, like a shot of adrenaline to the veins.
He drops his face into my neck, breathing fast.
I’m struggling to catch my own breath. And find my lost sanity.
It’s on my floor somewhere—along with my panties.
We lie there together, coming down from our high.
I expect to feel regret. Like I did when he made me come yesterday.
But I don’t.
Jack is still buried deep inside me.
His scent and skin all over me.
All I feel in this moment is … sated. Yet unsated too.
Like I haven’t gotten quite enough of him.
I’ve had a taste, and now, I want more.
Hellfire.
Jack lifts his head and looks at me. His waves fall onto his forehead.
“Hi.” He smiles.
I brush his hair aside with my fingers. “Hi.”
I feel shy. Which is pretty wild, considering I just let him screw me to kingdom come and back.
“That was …”
“Like nothing you’ve had before,” he finishes for me, a grin in his eyes.
“I was going to say, good. But we can up it to great, if that makes you feel better.”
“Ouch.” He chuckles, and the sound is easy. It makes me warm in a way the sex never could.
He brushes his lips over mine. “Well, you’re like nothing I’ve ever known before, pretty girl. And that … that was some fucking out-of-this-world kind of sex.”
“So, you thought it was good too?”
He laughs again.
I love that it’s me making him laugh.
And I’m choosing not to examine what that means exactly.
“Let me get rid of the condom.”
He lifts up, pulling out of me. The emptiness I feel when he’s no longer inside of me is more pronounced than I want it to be.
I sit up as Jack does, ready to swing my legs over the edge of the bed.
He stops moving. “Where are you going?”
“To get my panties.”
He climbs over me, forcing me onto my back. He hovers over me on his hands, hair framing his face. “And why do you need them?”
“Um … because we’re finished having sex.”
“No.”
“No what?”
“No, we’re not finished having sex. Not by a long shot. I ain’t done with you yet, Audrey.”
Holy bananas.
“And what if I’m done with you?” I’m totally not done with him either, but I am suddenly in the mood to tease.
His brow rises. “Then, you’d be making a mistake. That there, what we just did? That was the starter. We haven’t even gotten to the main course yet.”
Holy. Fucking. Sex. Drive.
“That wasn’t … are you a machine?” I ask in all seriousness.
He laughs. His smile all fox. “No. I just have a high sex drive, and I can go all night.” He leans down and brushes a kiss over my lips, making me shiver. “And I plan on spending those hours exploring every inch of your gorgeous body with my tongue and fingers and making you come again with both. And then, when I’m done with that, I’ll be putting my cock in more than one of your holes.” He kisses me again, sucking on my bottom lip, indicating exactly where he plans on putting his dick.
And I am all here for that. But I am still in the mood to play.
I lift a brow. “And what if I don’t like sucking dick?”
Jack laughs softly. “Then, I’ll just have to keep putting it in my favorite hole. Again and again and … again.” He slips a hand between my legs.
I’m already soaked from his words alone.
We both groan at the contact.
“Jesus, Audrey. You ain’t going anywhere.” He moves his finger over my clit, teasing.
And I nod my head in agreement.
He pushes his finger inside me, and I close my eyes, basking in the feeling. Right where I need him to be.
“We’re going to be doing this all night.”
“Yes,” I pant as he starts moving his finger in and out of me.
I’ve lost my mind to him. Caring about that fact at this moment in time isn’t even an option.
Then, he pulls his finger out of me, pushing up to his knees.
I stare at him, disappointed at the loss of him.
He removes the condom. It’s not something I have ever thought of as hot before. But as I watch Jack do it, knowing what’s about to come—hopefully, me again and very soon—well, hell, it’s the sexiest thing ever.
He throws the condom in the waste bin. Taking himself in his hand, he starts slowly jacking himself off in front of me.
Sweet Lawd.
I sit up and wrap my hand around his, taking over, like I did earlier. But only this time, I plan on doing more. So much more.
“Fuck yeah. That’s it, just like that,” he tells me in that raspy voice of his.
I innocently blink up at him and lick my lips. “Oh, and just so you know … what I said before, I was lying. I do like sucking dick.”
The sound of his groan as my head descends, taking his dick in my mouth, is almost my own undoing.
A girl could come alone from just listening to that desire-fueled groan.
He tastes like sex and latex. And I’m not hating it either.
Weird.
But it’s hard not to like anything about Jack.
I work him over with my lips and tongue, bringing out my A game.
He’s big though, and I have never been a deep-throat kind of girl. So, the rest of him that I can’t fit into my mouth, I jack off with my hand.
“Jesus, Audrey. You suck me so good.” His hands grip my head, and he starts thrusting into my mouth. But he isn’t a jerk about it. He seems to know my limits. “Fuck, I need to stop, or I’ll come in your mouth.”
He pulls away. I try to chase him back, wanting him to come in my mouth, wanting to taste him, but he’s not having it.
Next thing I know, I’m on my back, my legs up in the air with his arms hooked around them, holding me in place.
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