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He blew out a breath and tilted his head back. “No, I didn’t say that. I said I’ve never had a girl in my bedroom.”

Realization blossomed in my chest, and I couldn’t help the giddy smile that crept over my face. I wanted him to know how flattered I was. “Jack–”

Before I could say anything, Jack had his mouth on mine, kissing me with such ferocity I completely lost track of my words.

Jack pulled my t-shirt off and took a moment to appreciate the bra I was wearing. It was always nice when a woman knew she was going to have sex, so she could be wearing the right underwear.

Jack’s eyes roved over the cleavage displayed in the pink and white lacy bra I was wearing. His eyes still glued to my breasts, he grabbed the waistband of my leggings and tugged them down, exposing the matching bikini underwear.

“Holy shit, Ava, you look so fucking sexy.” His hands stroked down the side of my hips then up over my nipples as they pushed against the thin material of my bra. It was surreal to be almost nude while he was completely clothed. I reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it off, so I wouldn’t feel so vulnerable and exposed. I stared at his broad, well-developed chest, my hand reaching up to caress him as if it had a mind of its own.

I felt entranced as I watch my fingertips skate over his smooth, hard skin. His fists clenched as I moved my hand down his waist, unbuttoning and lowering the zipper of his jeans. His abdominal muscles tightened in response and his hand suddenly reached out to grab mine, halting its progress.

“As fucking hot as this is, I need you naked right fucking now,” he growled, breathing unevenly.

He quickly ripped off his jeans as I reached back to undo my bra and pull off my underwear. We fell on to the bed, the feel of his hot skin on mine almost overwhelming my senses. He moved between my legs and pulled my knees up. Reaching down, he rubbed the head of his rock-hard, and quite sizable, cock against my nearly overstimulated clit. I jumped at the surprising sensation, then felt my blood start to heat as pleasure hummed through my body.

I felt his mouth licking and biting down the side of my neck down to my nipple as he pulled his hips away and replaced his cock with his fingers, twirling his fingertips against my clit, then thrusting two fingers inside me.

“Oh my god, what are you…please…” I mumbled incoherently, my hand gripping his bicep, my nails digging into his skin.

He pulled his mouth away from my breast and propped himself up on one elbow as he continued to move his fingers back and forth, rubbing my clit until I was about to come, then pulling them away to thrust lazily inside me. I was getting desperate and popped my eyes open to demand that he stop teasing me.

I was brought up short by the intensity in his deep green eyes as they roved over each of my facial features, as he drank in each expression of pleasure and frustration. His fingers had moved back up to my clit and I was suddenly on the verge of having an orgasm, my face grimacing in pleasure.

“Please, Jack, please…” I begged him huskily, gasping as the ecstasy continued to mount.

Jack leaned down, his mouth hovering above mine as his fingers increased their pace. “You have no idea what seeing you like this does to me, Ava. I’m ready to come just watching and you haven’t even gotten off yet,” he breathed into my mouth.

His words pushed me right to the edge, my hips jerking unsteadily against his hand as he fit his palm over my clit, providing the friction I craved. I felt heat explode as I reached down to hold his hand against my body, his fingers thrusting steadily inside me, pushing me higher than before.

I screamed, my head tossing back and forth on the mattress, unable to stand the intensity of what I was experiencing.

“Fuck, yes, Ava,” he whispered as his hand started to slow, his mouth peppering soft kisses on my flushed cheeks and sweaty brow.

I closed my eyes as my breathing slowed, and I came back to Earth. My body felt like it weighted six hundred pounds and my head was spinning. As my respiration returned to normal and the anesthesia of pleasure was wearing off, I felt embarrassment start to creep in. It was one thing for us to both be lost in the throes of pleasure, but something else to be the sole focus of Jack’s attention while he made me come.

“Don’t.”

My eyes blinked open as I stared at him, still on his elbow propped up beside me, his hand now rubbing my stomach.

“Don’t what?”

He gave me a knowing look. “You know what. Don’t be embarrassed. Everything about watching you made my dick harder than it’s been in my life. This is part of being free, Ava. There’s no shame in enjoying yourself.”

While I knew that Jack was practically the poster boy for recreational sex, I couldn’t disagree with what he was saying, in theory. I’m as sex positive as the next girl, but it just felt so…vulnerable and scary when someone watched you lose control. “I-I guess,” I whispered.

Jack’s face creased with a thoughtful expression. “Ava, have you ever had an orgasm with someone before? I mean, surely your ex–”

I quickly covered his mouth with my hand. “Do not bring him up, especially right now.” Jack nodded his head in understanding, but I didn’t move my hand. “To answer your question…not exactly.”

Jack reached up to remove my hand. “What does that mean?”

“Well, at the risk of ballooning your ego to the size of Jupiter, I thought that maybe I’d, sort of, had an orgasm with him before, but after this…”

“You couldn’t tell? I’m not surprised he couldn’t tell, most guys don’t want to know if they aren’t getting the job done, but how is it you didn’t know? I mean, I know you masturbate. I have the texts–”

“Oh my God, Jack. Jesus, shut up,” I grumbled, covering his mouth with one hand and throwing the forearm of my other arm over my face.

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