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Why shouldn’t I be a little wild for once in my life?
As the elevator doors close, Jack draws his arm back from the control panel. He remains leaning close to me, though. I blink up at him, hearing my pulse race in my ears.
When he leans down and kisses me, I close my eyes and surrender to the pleasure.
His lips urge mine open and his tongue slides into my mouth; I exhale a soft moan and place my hands on his chest. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I’m pulling him closer to me, and in the next moment, he’s pinning me against the cool wall of the elevator. His abs are pressed flush against my soft belly; his arms are caging me in; his cock is straining against the layers of fabric between us, the thickness of it making me dizzy with desire.
The elevator slows and the doors open. I whimper as Jack pulls out of our kiss.
“This is your floor, Claire,” he murmurs.
I shake my head. “Nope. I’m not getting off.”
Jack smirks. “Oh, you’re gonna get off, all right.”
I laugh, then grab his shirt and pull him down to me again. He kisses me once, then glances away just long enough to hit a button on the control panel. As the elevator doors close, he starts kissing me again.
The two of us are still kissing when we get to his floor. Somehow, we manage to make our way from the elevator to his room. As we stumble inside, we simultaneously begin to disrobe each other, tugging at buttons and zippers, pulling at fabric. When Jack pushes me up against the wall and drops to his knees in front of me, all I have on is my bra and my unbuttoned blouse; I’m naked from the waist down.
“What are you—” I say breathlessly, looking down at him, but before I can finish the question, his tongue is on my clit, and words are suddenly impossible. As I draw deep breaths into my lungs, in disbelief at how good he’s making me feel, Jack’s broad hands slide up the outside of my bare thighs and then slide around to my ass. He squeezes my flesh, then pulls me tighter against his mouth as he licks and licks andlicks.
I quiver against him, my breath high and ragged. I’m so wet that I can feel myself dripping down my inner thighs. I try to tell him that I’m close, that I’m going to come at any second, but all I can do is cry out. As the orgasm sears through me, I lose all control over my body—but he catches me, pulling me down into his arms.
“Jack,” I gasp, crumpling against him. “Oh my God.”
I’m lying in his arms now, the two of us on the floor. I can hardly see straight. I can hardlythink.
I can, however, feel the rock-hard outline of his cock pressing against my side.
And it’s enough to reenergize me.
“I want you,” I murmur.
“I want you, too, beautiful,” Jack says, lifting me up into his arms as he stands. He carries me so easily across the room that it feels like I’m weightless. “So fucking bad.”
I sigh dreamily as he lays me down on the bed. Slowly, he removes the rest of my clothes, kissing my skin—not just the places I expect him to kiss me, like my neck and my breasts, but also places I don’t usually think of as being sexy, like my stomach and my chin.
It makes me feel beautiful everywhere.
I close my eyes, reveling in this newfound feeling. His kisses continue all over my body…until they stop. When I open my eyes, ready to protest, I see that Jack is standing at the edge of the bed, taking off the rest of his clothes, and I quickly forget whatever I was about to say.
Naked, he somehow seems even bigger, even more muscular…and when my eyes lower to his waist, my jaw goes slack.
His cock is thick and long and…well, perfect. I almost feel like sobbing, looking at it, knowing that I’ll only get to have this man for one night. But I quickly push those thoughts away. Now isn’t the time to be thinking about depressing crap like that.
I only need to be doing one thing right now, and it’s right in front of me.
“Jack,” I whisper. “Come here.”
He moves onto the bed and lowers himself between my legs. As we start kissing again, he grinds his hips against me, sliding his heavy cock over my throbbing clit, teasing me with it.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?” he demands, grinding his hips against me again.
I’ve never talked dirty before, but somehow, with him, it feels natural. “Please fuck me.”
“And?”
