Page 109 of Over Time Advantage

“Oh god yes,” I think I moan.

Jett’s tongue applies the perfect amount of pressure as it makes quick, methodical circles over my clit.

His thumb teases and then pushes deep into my entrance, eliciting a breathy sound from my throat.

I unabashedly rub myself all over his face and thumb as my climax quickly builds from my neglected pussy that has ached for him since he was last there.

“Keep going,” I shout.

“Right,” Tanner says. “I assume you want her for your birthday?”

“Yes, yes,” I pant as the pressure builds inside, primed for a big explosion.

Jett lifts his head and growls, “This is my pussy,” a little too loudly. A lot loudly.

I gasp at the volume while Tanner pauses mid-sentence. “Do you have company?”

“Oh…umm…Jett just walked in.”

“Yeah,” Tanner says skeptically, “let’s finish this conversation later when you’re not so…busy. Have a…good night.”

I can’t be bothered with pleasantries. Fortunately, the call signals that he ended it. I drop my phone to the ground without a care in the world other than what Jett is doing to my body.

My eyes meet Jett’s, and I see an uncharacteristic smugness in them. I’m realizing what this is. He’s claiming me as his. He wanted Tanner to hear that.

That should bother me, but it just turns me the fuck on. Before I know it, my orgasm is spiraling through my body like a hurricane in the ocean, building steam until it crashes onto the shore and I come apart, squirting almost violently into his waiting mouth.

Before I have a chance to regain my senses, he’s got me flipped over on all fours. Within seconds, his giant dick plunders into me so forcefully I’m jerked forward and my face smashes into the sofa.

He yells out, “I want to be deeper inside you than anyone ever has.”

“You are,” I shout.

Holding my arms behind me as his leverage while he stretches my shoulders to the max, he ruts into me like a man possessed. The primal sounds he’s making are so unlike him.

I push back against him, wanting him to know how much I’m loving this side of him. I love all sides of Jett, but out-of-control, possessive Jett might be my new favorite.

He pierces the deepest abyss of my body so damn possessively that it’s like he’s trying to mark me. That or fuck me into the sofa.

Tilting my ass up, I yell, “Spank me.”

He obliges and hits me so fucking hard on the ass that my orgasm comes out of nowhere and ricochets through my body like a torpedo. Just as it’s hitting, his fingers find my clit, prolonging the pleasure and causing me to ruin his couch.

Fifteen minutes later, we’re in the shower while he gently washes me in a manner that’s totally in contrast with the way he just fucked me.

His hands move over every inch of my body in reverence. I keep waiting for him to talk, but he’s been silent since we finished having sex. He just held me close when it was over until he decided it was time for us to shower, and he carried me upstairs.

I guess I’m going to have to broach it. “Are we going to talk about whatever that was?” I ask.

He licks his lips nervously as uncertainty finds his face. “Did you not enjoy it?”

I lift an eyebrow. “I think the fact that you have to buy a new sofa indicates I did.” I cup his coarse face with my hand. “Are you jealous of Tanner?”

His pained expression gives me my answer.

“You have no reason to be,” I offer.

He rubs my arms with his hands. “I’m sorry. Your relationship with him is so different from my relationship with Ginny. I tolerate her. Barely. Our conversations are five words. You and Tanner are genuinely friends. You loved him. You had a good physical relationship with him. Sometimes that image haunts me.” He briefly tucks his lips under his teeth. “Am I enough for you?”