Page 23 of Naughty Festivities


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“I’m so sorry,” Amelia turned as he took the frame out of her hand and leaned into her hair as he placed it back on the table.

Amelia held her breath as he straightened, his hand running down the length of her arm. Then he took her hand and placed it over his cock.

“I’ve been hard all night,” Jack softly growled, making her wetter than she already was.

She wasn’t quite as bold as he was, so she kept that to herself, but Jack’s eyes glistened knowingly. The little hitch in her breath made those lips of his twitch almost arrogantly.

But she liked it. She liked his confidence and well-controlled arrogance. It was incredibly sexy to be in the arms of a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it.

She wanted him to take complete control while she dropped all her barriers, letting him own her.

Every inch of her.

“I’m not a gentle lover. I’m going to fuck you completely, Amelia, but I’ll make sure you are thoroughlypleasured.”

Holy hell.

“Define gentle,” she whispered, her hand still on his cock, as his lips stretched into a devastating smile, sending a powerful shudder through her.

“My teeth will dig into your nipples,” he said as he released her hand and ran his fingers down the front of her dress, barely missing her tight buds. “I will suck on your wet flesh, swallowing your juices until you scream.”

She swallowed audibly, needing him to touch her and do all of that as Jack continued to run his hand down her body. Missing all the fun parts.

Damn him.

“You’re wet, aren’t you, Amelia?”

“Yes.”

“Soaking.” He held her eyes, the air around them sizzling. “Then when I have you on your hands and knees, my cock inside you, I’ll slap your ass, demanding another orgasm from you.”

Her body began to tremble when his fingers brushed over her bikini line.

“Jack,” she cried out.

“Yes, sweetheart?” he rasped. “Tell me what you want.”

“Touch me,” she begged without hesitation. This felt like life or death. The need to have him do all those promised things drove her insane as his masculine scent enveloped her.

Did she need to rip her clothes off? Because she would.

One night.

Who cared if he thought she was easy?

She was.

Take me now.

“Good girl,” he said, reaching down and tugging her dress up. “Widen your legs for me.”

With pleasure.

Grateful she’d left her stilettos at home, she took a step to the side, and as Jack slid his hand inside her panties, Amelia almost orgasmed on the spot.

“Jesus, you are soaked,” Jack growled deeply as she let out a moan in some foreign language she’d never spoken in her life.

Those dimples returned as Jack plunged two fingers inside her.

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