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We get to the hallway just outside his room when I stop him and push him against the wall. He cocks his head, but I only smirk and start unbuttoning his shirt. Revealing his trim, sculpted physique, I kiss his neck and chest. His alluring scent, cologne and something distinctly him, fills my nose as I work my way down to his waist.
Slowly sinking to my knees, I unbuckle his pants. As I pull down his zipper in a long, slow motion, Jett grins deviously at me, biting his lip. I reach past his boxers and free the erection waiting behind his expensive slacks.
A soft groan escapes him as I tentatively stroke my hand up and down. His head falls back against the wall, and his eyes close. I almost moan, noticing the glistening bead leaking from the head.
Nervous energy hums through my veins as I glance at his strained expression. I’ve never done this before and just pray that I’m pleasing him. Almost shyly, I lick the tear from him, dragging my tongue around Jett in a circle.
“Oh, fuck, Macy.”
I smile, newfound confidence beaming. Jett’s taste lingers on my tongue, salty and sinful. And damn me if I don’t want to sin again.
Gripping him at the base, I take Jett in my mouth and work his sizable shaft. His hand goes to my head, his fingers lacing themselves in my hair. A devious glee blooms in my chest as I please Jett and take a bit of control.
I tease the tip and lick a long trail up the underside of Jett’s erection. He hisses in a breath and squeezes my hair in his grip.
“Christ, little dove. You’re going to make me fall apart right here in the hall.”
Jett’s words make my nerves sing, and I pick up my efforts. He thrusts in response, sheathing himself as deep as my throat lets him. It’s almost too much, and I pull back as I suck fresh air into my lungs.
“Such a good girl. Come here.”
Jett scoops me up in his arms, pulling off my jacket as he kisses me desperately. As he roams my mouth with his tongue, he carries me to the bedroom, kicking open the door and falling with me onto the bed.
After just a moment, Jett flips me over, pushing my shoulders into the bed as he pulls my hips up. His hands roughly push the fabric of my dress away, exposing my arousal.
“Look at that pretty pussy all excited for me.”
The faint touch of his finger slides over me, and I shudder against it. I pull my hands in toward my face, biting my thumb as the delicate touches drive me wild.
Jett’s mouth finds me through the fabric of my panties, and I moan loudly. He teases and plays with me, the thin barrier between us soaking wet now. I can just see him past my hips and notice his hand between us. I can’t see it, but I know he’s stroking himself, and the need for him spikes all the harder.
Just as I’m about to tip over the edge, Jett pulls back and tears the panties off me. I yelp as the shock and light twinge of pain singing through my nerves.
“Tell me you want it, little dove. Tell me you want my cock deep inside that tight pussy.”
Heat flares through my cheeks, embarrassment and lust mixing together to form an intoxicating cocktail.
“I want it, Jett.” My words are a desperate whisper.
Like lightning, he takes a handful of my hair and pulls my head back, his mouth coming to whisper in my ear.
“Say it, Macy. Say you want my cock in your pussy,” he growls.
Ingrained propriety grips my throat. It’s done little for me, and yet I still have trouble letting it go. The burn of my scalp pulls me into the current moment, the incredible moment, and the last of the chains holding me back from taking what I want shatter.
“I want your fucking cock so deep in my pussy,” I cry out. “Take me, Jett.”
Jett thrusts deep inside me, and I moan loud and long. It’s rough and primal, the two of us still half-dressed and too desperate for each other to slow down. He reaches around and takes my breast in his hand, squeezing as he drives his hips forward.
This, this is what I’ve wanted but was too afraid to take for myself. This connection with Jett has freed me from years of never putting myself first. He’s allowed me to completely let go, to forget about responsibilities and doubts and expectations.
And I love him for it and for so much more.
As Jett slams into me furiously, I’m right back at the edge again, a burning tingle deep in my clit begging to ignite. Jett slides his hands to my hips, and his grip is iron. I’m moments from breaking all around him, my legs quivering as I moan louder and louder.
I’m right at the peak when Jett leans forward and whispers once more.
“Call out my name, little dove. Let the heavens hear who’s claimed you.”
