Page 91 of Hate At First Sight


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“Jack, no. Not in front of Jansen. No.”

He tosses my panties to the side. “What? You never hooked up with someone in the college dorms, Yale? Jansen’s so drunk he’s got his clothes on still.”

“Jack…please…”

He pulls me by my hips, knotting my shirt behind me so he can use it to steer me from behind.

“Please fuck you with my big dick? Is that what you’re saying?”

I move into position for him.

“This is so wrong.” I can feel the heat building between my legs. It might be wrong, but I don’t know if I’ve ever been this turned on.

He smacks my ass.

He reaches his hand around my hips and fingers my clit, using his other hand to comb his fingers through my hair, causing me to moan.

“Better keep it down.” His voice is gruff. “I honestly don’t give a fuck if Jansen sees me marking you--actually it would make me happy--but I don’t want to wake up the whole damn retreat.”

His low voice saying these words undoes me, causing me to mewl louder.

“Amelia,” he snaps.

I buck up off my hands, rearing back against his hard chest while he fingers me from behind.

“Jack. When you talk like that. Fuck. I can’t control myself.”

He kisses my neck while I’m still on my hands and knees, then

“Judging by how wet you are, you don’t mind being wrong. And actually? I think you enjoy being my naughty little plaything.”

“Only…for you,” I manage to say.

I raise my arms up and he pulls my shirt off.

He lets out a low, guttural grunt.

“I know. You’d never do this shit with Jansen, would you?”

“No,” I whisper. “We never…”

He pushes me back onto my hands and knees, and I feel his throbbing head behind me, teasing my opening.

“Never what?”

“Never had sex…”

He teases me, toying with my opening.

“Relax, baby. You never had sex with Jansen? I’m confused.”

“We never had sex…without a condom.”

"Holy fuck. Are you shitting me?"

"No. I always made him wear one."

"Why don't you make me wear one?"

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