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I end the call and look at him inquisitively. Once I place my cell on the table, he walks into the cabin with purpose, straight to me. Like a man on a mission.
“Jake? Is everything oka—” I manage to breath out before his lips crash on mine. He is ferocious, unrelenting in his kiss. His hands roam my body like he can’t get enough. My shock melts away, and I finally come to my senses as fire ignites in my body. My hands go to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me while I meet his lips, and our tongues crash in a frenzied display of lust.
His hands land on my bottom, and he squeezes and palms my ass cheeks, and then with ease, he lifts me up and crashes my hips into his, my legs wrapping around his waist. With one hand on my ass, the other crawls up my back and cradles my head, kneading my head and neck, and oh God it feels amazing. He feels amazing.
Without breaking our kiss, he starts carrying me towards my bedroom. As we walk, my hands begin to pull at his t-shirt, but I can’t get it off him. Our tongues continue to dance together, and I can taste a hint of whiskey and a whole lot of desire.
We make it to the bed, and he throws me on it. I bounce on the mattress while he quickly discards his t-shirt and is on top of me in mere seconds, devouring my lips again. I am overwhelmed but in a good way. I am not sure what has happened since I saw him only an hour ago, but I am glad it did because I feel all kinds of fireworks going off in my body.
My hands rub freely over his torso where I feel every dip, every ridge, and mountains of chiseled muscle. I can’t believe this is happening. After dancing around each other and thinking that he wasn't interested, it is clear by the large bulge in his pants that he is very much interested.
“Jake...” I whimper, overcome with extreme arousal and wanting him more than anything in this moment.
“I know, baby girl, I know,” he whispers back as his hands make quick work of my t-shirt and are already undoing my shorts. He sits up and pulls my shorts down my body until I am left on the bed, on my back in just my underwear; a cute light pink lace set that contours to my body perfectly, and I mentally high five myself for putting it on earlier.
“Fuck,” Jake murmurs as he unbuttons his jeans and pulls them down, and is now standing near the bed, looking over me hungrily in his pure white Calvin Klein boxer shorts. As he licks his lips, I know I am in trouble.
He slowly comes back to hover over me, trailing my neck and face with his nose and leaving kisses everywhere. I feel adored, wanted, desired as his hands roam, touching every inch of me. His hands begin to trace the outline of my bra, skimming my nipples, which are now peaking against my lace bra and demanding attention. I arch my back, leaning into his touch.
It has never felt like this for me before. I have never been as unashamedly turned on as I am now. I have never wanted a man this much.
He lowers his face and kisses my breasts, first one and then the other, over the top of my bra, and then I feel his hand slide around to my back to undo the clasp and my breasts fall free. He cups them in his hands, massaging them, and then drops his mouth onto them, licking and sucking my nipples.
“Fucking perfect,” he growls as I close my eyes in absolute arousal. I don’t think I have ever had a man so enamored with me, and I have never wanted a man inside me as much as I want Jake.
His hand continues to travel south, and he traces the thin layer of lace that is his only barrier to my bare body. His touch is gentle as he skims his finger underneath my lace underwear, and he feels me for the first time.
He groans. “Fuck, Isabelle, you are so fucking wet,” he croaks out, sounding like he is hanging by a thread and about to lose all control.
I rake my hands through his hair and writhe around in arousal as his fingers continue to explore under the lace and he draws circles on my clit, exploring, teasing, and I swear I will explode just by his touch alone. I am on a knife's edge. “Jake, please…” I pant out because I want him. God, I want this man so bad. I drop my hands to his broad shoulders, my fingers digging into his skin. It will be a miracle if I don’t leave marks.
“Fuck, baby girl, say my name like that again,” he says, and I can feel how hard is he, his large cock now throbbing against my leg.
“Jake...” I pant out again because this is so fucking hot. He is so hot. This man does something to me, and God, I want this.
Suddenly he sits up, and with both hands, he rips the lace from my body, then pulls my legs apart, and his head immediately goes to my center like he is like a man possessed.
“Oh... God... Jake.” I am nearly dying, convulsing in pleasure at the assault of his lips and tongue on me. My fingers run through his hair as his tongue sweeps in perfect motion. His oral skills are something to behold. My body is shaking. I have never had a man devour me in entirety like Jake is right now.
He continues licking, sucking, and fucking me with his tongue. I am not about to jump off the cliff, I am about to soar off it because my orgasm rips through me like a tornado as my back arches off the bed. My hands grip his hair, and I scream his name so loudly, I am sure I woke every damn animal in these woods.
He softens his mouth but doesn’t stop. He licks me and kisses me as I come down from the high. He slowly kisses back up my body until we are face to face and has a sly smirk on his face.
“That was fucking amazing,” he says as he takes my mouth in his again. I can feel his still hard, throbbing cock and my hands travel down to push down his boxers. They come off easily and land on the floor at the side of the bed, and he grinds himself into me as he gets me ready again.
“Fuck, I want to be inside you, Belle,” he whispers my new nickname into my ear as he moves his kisses to my neck and jaw, and his hands go back to my center where he starts to rub my clit again. He spreads my wetness in soft strokes with his fingers, up and down my center. My hands explore him as I rub them down his back, over muscle after muscle, and then back up, placing them on his chest and pushing him back. He sits up and looks at me in question.
“On your back,” I say softly, and he grins, falling to his back and pulling me on top of him.
It is here that I get my first full look at him, as he lays naked, in my bed. He is a big man, barely fitting on my small bed; full of muscle, tanned skin, tattoos, with broad shoulders and massive arms, and a very defined eight-pack that ends in a V.
As my eyes wander over his body, I grab his cock and start to stroke. I am not sure where this confidence is coming from. But I watch him as his breath quickens, and I feel like I am in total control of this man, and he is letting me be. His cock is huge and throbbing so bad I can feel it pulsating in my hand. He leans over to grab a condom from his jeans, and I take it from him.
“Fuck, Belle. Ride me, baby. I need to be inside you now.” He groans, like he is about to explode unless I fuck him right now.
So, I do.
I sheath him with the condom before I straddle him and slowly lower myself down, taking him in. I go slow, as he is big, and his hands are on my hips, helping to guide me. His fingers dig into my skin in a pleasurable pain because I know this is killing him, and he just wants me hard and fast.
