Page 58 of Jaylen


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“You are still dressed.”

“I am.” She remedied that, by dragging off her jacket and the inside blouse and getting rid of the trousers. “Now I am not. Oh, the panties—"

“Leave it on. White and lacy. Love it. You are not wearing a bra.”

“I was in a hurry this morning and could not find the matching pair. I decided what the hell—"

"It’s as if you were expecting me.” He pulled her on top of him as he tumbled to the carpeted floor and managed to grab a throw.

“Yeah.” She landed on his chest and felt his erection sliding between her thighs. “We should- Oh Lord. Now Jaylen.”

“So impatient.” Spanning her small waist, he hoisted her until she was straddling him.

“Good God,” he whispered reverently as she wrapped tight around him. “Nothing in my damn imagination, my dreams could ever come close to this.” His hands slid from her waist to cup her breasts.

“Nothing.” He caressed the nipples, his body tightening when she reached up to pull the pins from her hair. “So sexy,” he murmured dazedly when the thick dark hair tumbled to her shoulders. “Incredibly sexy and desirable. I missed you.”

Leaning forward, she planted her hands on his chest. “I am going to ride you so hard; we are going to end up keeling over breathless.”

“I am waiting,” he told her thickly. She moved then, her hips rotating. He felt as if he was burning up from the inside out. His cock was sliding into her, touching deep and he did not want it to end. He wanted to stay inside her until they were glued to each other. Lifting his head, he seized a nipple and suckled urgently.

Anika’s fingers dug into his tangle of hair; her body arched. His hands left from her waist to dig into her taut buttocks as he tried to slow things down, but she wasn’t having any of that. It was as if a fuse had been set off inside her and had burst free.

The first climax hit her like a ton of bricks that had her crying out his name. He had to hold her, his fingers gripping her hips to anchor her. She fell forward against him, pushing him back against the carpet, her body heaving.

Sensations, emotions, heat raced through his body with the swiftness of a wildfire. Tearing his mouth from her nipple, he nipped her throat as his own climax came. His long, lean body shuddered, his heart racing at full speed. He poured himself into her, arms wrapped around her as he held her tight against him.

They stayed that way, their bodies still feverishly hot, hearts working overtime. Her face was buried in his throat and she could feel the moisture on his skin.

"Don't move," he ordered huskily when she shifted.

"I am not even capable of doing that. Can you check if I am still in one piece?"

He gave her a thorough once over, hands starting from her neck down to her taut buttocks and then up again. "Seems to be." He was still buried deep inside her and her moist flesh wrapped around him was the best thing he had ever felt.

"Check again," she whispered in his throat.

"Your wish is my command. We want to make certain." This time, it was a caress, the light trailing of his fingers against her skin. He massaged the small of her back and wandered down to her buttocks, squeezing lightly. Lifting her head, she stared at him out of slumberous and incredibly sexy golden-brown eyes.

He stared back, his breath caught inside his throat at the look of her. Her hair tumbled all over her face and her lips where he had fed with such helpless hunger were swollen and moist. He continued his exploration, his cock hardening inside her.

He saw when she felt it. Her eyes widened and her breath escaped softly. "You are—"

"Ready?" he suggested when she paused. "Hungry for you? It seems like a normal state for me." His hands wandered up to cup her breasts.

"You are supposed to be tired," her voice was thin and weak, body going limp.

"I guess my need for you is far greater than that. Do you need me darling?" He was driving into her slowly.

"Yes." She was not afraid to say it now. It would have been a blatant lie if she did. "So much."

"I am happy about that." Suddenly, he shifted their position so that she was beneath him. "I don't want to crush you." Taking her hands in his, he pulled them up over her head and linked their fingers.

"You won't." She met his eyes, her gaze staying there.

"Good. I am in love with you."

Her body jolted and her heart splintered.

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