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“I promise you, there’s nothing you can do that would be wrong. Nothing. You understand? That’s the lesson, Eva. You’re perfect. You drive me crazy. So touch me.”
She nodded, but she didn’t quite know if that was true. She’d done wrong with Rick, obviously. “All right,” she said, determined.
She wrapped her hand firmly around his cock and stroked. It twitched in her grip, strong and warm, and yes, wondrous—of course, it suited Jack perfectly. She pumped it once, twice, imagining how the length of it—how he would fit, sliding inch by inch into her. Of course he could tell she hadn’t touched many cocks before. She wanted to be nonchalant about it, but she simply couldn’t. Despite the blush in her cheeks, something ached within her, a longing she’d never felt quite so deep or intense.
“Yes. That,” he said on a groan, his eyes closing.
She’d lusted for him for so long, and now he was here, doing things to her, wanting her to do things to him, wanting her in the way she’d only imagined for countless sleepless nights.
She couldn’t waste this moment.
Still holding his cock, she crawled up the length of the bed, brushing her nipples over his chest, and kissed him. It was the first time she’d initiated a kiss, and she wondered whether her teacher would stop her, but he didn’t—he responded greedily, almost eagerly, nearly betraying the cool Jack Bennett facade. He threaded his fingers in her hair and kept her there, devouring her mouth completely until she couldn’t tell up from down. She found herself collapsing atop him, easily relinquishing power.
“Don’t you know by now? Everything you do turns me on,” he told her when they broke apart, breathless and panting. “That’s a lesson I want you to learn. I may be the teacher, but you’re an amazing student.”
A burst of pride rushed through her, chased with desire. She was thrilled he liked what she was doing, and his words made her want to do even more. “I love everything you’re teaching me,” she said, in her best sexy purr.
“Good.” His eyes darkened. “Now, I have a question for you.”
Her tongue swept across her lips. “Yes?”
“What do you want most right now?” he asked, his voice rough and gravelly. “Tell me, Eva. Tell me what you want.”
Emboldened, she snaked her hands under his head, applying pressure at the nape of his neck to drag him toward her. “I don’t want to go slow anymore. I want—I need you to fuck me. Now. I want you inside me, Jack.”
He let out a small breath and his eyes widened slightly, just as they had when she’d made her indecent proposal. She wagered that was the most surprise she’d ever see from someone like Jack. It soon melted into a devilish grin of approval as he took control, rolling her over onto her back, kissing her tits and neck. Her every pore cried out from the pleasurable sensation of his bare skin against hers. Thousands of fantasies had failed to adequately prepare her for the sheer intensity of this, of the sensory overload sparked by his touch.
Her buzz had long since worn off, leaving an odd cocktail of hunger and fear in its place. She’d never wanted something
so badly, yet been so uncertain at the same time.
Once again, Jack noticed. He touched her worry-creased forehead, smoothing it. “Let me guess. The monster?”
She closed her eyes and buried a nod in his shoulder. Do I look like a scared virgin? she wondered, trying to keep her breath even. Oh, hell yes, I do. Even as she tried to keep calm, she couldn’t escape the overwhelming fact—Jack Bennett was only seconds away from being inside her, fucking her.
“I want it, though,” she said, her voice breathy. Every part of her body felt electric with desire and fear or getting there. “I want you. So much.”
“I’ll make it so good for you, beautiful.” Then he kissed her again, a kiss that was both tender and demanding at once. His skin was hot, electric against hers. His mouth roamed over her body. His hand drifted between her legs, rubbing her clit, and all her worries faded away on the wake of his touch.
Finally, when she was seconds from begging him to take her, he spread her legs further apart and rose over her, his hips settling between her thighs.
She sucked in a breath, but she wasn’t afraid anymore. She was desperate, hungry, and…home. This felt so right; him, here, poised at her opening. She’d been so worried about whether his cock would fit inside her, she hadn’t expected this to feel so perfect. Monster cock or not, this was where she was supposed to be, naked and bared to Jack Bennett.
Entirely of their own volition, her hips rose off the bed, aching to meet him, proving to her that perhaps she had been overthinking this. Maybe her body had always known exactly what to do.
“Make me come again,” she begged, wrapping her legs around him and drawing him forward. “Please. I need to. I need to feel you inside me when I lose control.”
“I intend to.” He inhaled deeply into the curve of her neck, like she was the sweetest thing he’d ever smelled. “Something tells me you’re addicted, baby.” He captured her lips, kissing her hungrily.
Baby. He’d never called her that before. Ordinarily, she would have hated him using that word. But the deliciously sexy way it rolled off his tongue stirred something inside her, turning her on even more. It felt like ownership, possession, and she wanted to be possessed by him, in every way.
He broke the kiss long enough to reach onto the night table, where he’d left a condom. He reared back on his knees, ripped the silver packet open with his teeth, then rolled it on.
“Are you ready, beautiful?” he breathed, his voice soft, almost concerned. She blinked. She never realized he could be something other than the playboy in bed. That he could care.
It tripped her up. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
A trill sounded. She blinked, then blinked again, having trouble making sense of the unexpected sound.
