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“It’s okay, Jessa. I’m not going to make you suffer.” He pushed his finger into her, and a mewl of desire left her mouth.
Pumping his finger in and out of her, he bit down on her neck. The sting of pain had her moving against his hand, her body having a mind of its own as she fucked herself on him.
“Yeah, you like my hands on you, don’t you, sweetheart?”
She turned her head and connected her lips with his. The kiss turned from soft to ravenous in seconds. She wanted to turn in his arms, but he used his big body to push her forward until she was on her belly.
For several long moments all he did was brush his hand up and down her back. His mouth replaced his hands, and he kissed every square inch of space that he revealed.
The act touched her, and her heart swelled in her chest. He curved his fingers into her hip and brought her side flush with his chest. A low rumble vibrated from his throat and worked its way into her core.
His hand ripped her panties away as if they were the thinnest tissue. He moved away from her in the next instant, but before she could complain and beg him to come back, he had his hands around her waist and her ass in the air.
Jessa buried her face in the sheets when she felt him open her legs and then bury his face in her pussy. The first swipe of his tongue along her folds had her clawing at the mattress, her pleas muffled.
His big palms had her ass spread, and her pussy on full display for his tantalizing mouth. He licked and nibbled her until she thrust back against his face.
His mouth found her clit, and he sucked long and hard. Her orgasm was so close to the surface, but when he flattened his tongue and ran it down to her pussy hole and kept moving until it touched her anus she came, hard.
Never had she thought a tongue skating over the puckered flush would be so pleasurable, but the blissful sensations coursing through her left her unhinged. She would have collapsed onto the bed if not for Thayer’s vise-like grip holding her up.
He lowered her body to the mattress and then covered her back with his chest.
“Look at me.” His breath teased her ear. Turning her head to the side, she was caught in the way his blue eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. “Do you want me inside of you?” The words seemed so easy and straightforward, but the way he said them made it seem erotic and raw.
“Yes.” Her answer was just as low and husky as his question had been.
“That’s good, Jessa, sooo good, because I need to be inside of you.” His mouth claimed hers.
Spreading her thighs wide to accommodate his hips and thighs, she felt the hot, hard length of him slide against her slit. She was wet, so incredibly wet that the tip of him slid right into her channel. He groaned, and she gasped.
Thayer sank all the way in until she felt the brush of his balls hit her flesh.
He moved out and then pushed back in. It was agonizingly slow. What she wanted was for him to move inside of her harder, faster.
The tentative touch of his forehead in the middle of her back had her arching up. Her ass lifted, and he sank an inch deeper.
“Sweetheart, I want to be gentle with you. You deserve gentle.”
He stopped sliding into her, and she gritted her teeth. She loved that he felt that way, that he saw her as something precious, but she was over the edge already and needed him to scratch the itch he had been causing inside of her for days now.
“Thayer, I love that you think that, but what I need from you is to move inside of me now.”
He chuckled, and the sound had her inner muscles clenching around him. Something snapped inside of him, like a wild animal now took the place of the sweet and soft-spoken Thayer.
He held onto her waist tight and started pounding into her. The sounds he made were untamed and uninhibited. It was a rugged sound that matched their surroundings.
He worked his hips against her. She swore she could feel every inch of his thickness pulse inside of her.
His hands moved down to cup her ass. He kneaded the cheeks, spreading them slightly as he continued to drag his cock in and out of her.
Another orgasm coursed through her and she cried out. Hot tears slipped out the corners of her eyes as sparks of light burst behind her eyelids. Thayer tensed behind her, his words and praise filling the air and causing aftershocks to spear her clit.
He slammed into her once more and stilled, his groan of completion muted against her back. Hot, humid breath slipped along her spine, and she welcomed the feeling of being this close to someone. The intimacy stole her breath and had her dizzy with emotions.
It was the same feeling she had after her encounter with Deacon.
The heavy weight of his body on hers had the air rushing out of her, and the sensation comforted her. He rolled off of her, but immediately pulled her against his body.
