Page 42 of Jack

The hand on her hair tightened and his hips bucked as he fought for control. As she felt him pulse inside her mouth, she looked up and found his eyes on her. Eyes the colour of a stormy sea, with so much darkness that she was sucked in until she tasted his release and still, he held her eyes as she swallowed, licking up every drop as she released his still hard length.

Before she could react, he had her on her back, his body looming over her half-naked one. “You’re perfect, you know that? Beautiful and full of fire, kind and gentle but with so much strength. I could stay in this room with you for days, years even, and not get enough.”

“That sounds exhausting.” Astrid stroked her fingertips over his stubbled chin.

“It does, doesn’t it? And yet I want it like a drug. I don’t know what you did to me, firefly, but you’re making me your slave.”

Astrid’s brows rose, not at what he’d said, because she understood that perfectly, feeling the same way. It was him admitting it to her and making himself vulnerable that surprised her the most. “Is it wise to tell me that?”

His teeth grazed her lip, tugging gently on the flesh as his cock, which was still hard, ground against her. “Time will tell.”

Then there were no more words as he stood and bent to pull the jeans she’d worn to the bar off, taking her underwear with them. Her shoes had been lost ages ago, kicked off in the heat of their need for each other. As he stood back and surveyed her body like she was a fine antique, precious and delicate, he stripped. Dropping his shirt to the floor before he lost his trousers and boxers.

Jack watching her with naked hunger in his eyes as he fisted his hard cock sent a rush of wetness to her pussy. An almost unbearable ache to feel all of him hit her.

“On your knees, firefly.” The command was full of desire, and she scrambled to turn over, pushing up onto her knees and watching him over her shoulder. Jack had sheathed his cock and now gripped her hip with one hand as he lined the head up with her slit. He swiped his cock through the wetness, and she shivered at the touch.

“So, fucking wet for me, Astrid.”

“Hurry up, Jack.”

His smirk was dirty and sexy as he ran his hand over her spine and pushed inside. It wasn’t fast, but it was by no means slow either, and she felt the fullness as he stretched her. Jack paused for a second before he began to move, fucking her slow and steady as he gripped her hips hard enough to leave marks she knew would be a beautiful reminder of what they had shared.

“You’re so tight. We fit like we were made for each other.”

His words hit home, and she couldn’t help thinking that was because they were, but then his hand found her pussy, his finger stroking over her clit and all thought was gone. Her legs began to shake as her climax built from the way his cock stroked over that spot inside her, the sensations flooding her body and she knew this was going to be so much more than she’d experienced before.

Her hand reached back for him, she needed to hold on to something.

His hand bandied around her belly, holding her as he continued his assault on her senses. “I’ve got you, firefly, let go.”

His words were like a release, and a long sob caught in her throat as her body peaked and spasmed, every nerve seeming to come alive as she came so hard her vision went white. As she came down Jack pulled out and she wanted to cry at the loss, but he gently lifted and turned her to her back before smiling down at her and re-entering her body.

This position afforded her the luxury of watching his handsome, brutal strength as he moved inside her. The muscles of his biceps bunched as sweat beaded his skin and she held onto his butt cheeks. Her legs tangled with his and he moved faster, chasing his own release as he built a second one from her.

It crashed over her like a gentle wave this time, and she was able to experience the beauty of Jack as he came on a groan that made her sex clench. His body sank into hers, and she welcomed the weight of him, holding him close, her arms wrapped tight around him.

“Jack.”

His head lifted, and sated eyes found hers. “Hum?”

“If that was a deterrent, it was a huge failure because I’m pretty sure I’d do just about anything to have that every day.”

He kissed her lips. “That wasn’t the deterrent, firefly. Not getting it was.”

“Oh.” Her fingers played with the hair at his neck. “Jack?”

“Right here, beautiful.”

“That was life-changing.”

“I know.”

“You do?”

“Yes, because now I won’t let you go. Not ever.”

Astrid let that settle over her, feeling a peace that until then had eluded her all her life. This was what she’d been missing.