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“Oh God,” she cried out, gripping his arms.
“Didn’t I say you’d be praying?” Jack growled as his mouth crashed down on hers.
Holy fucking hell.
Fire slashed at her veins as this man finger fucked her and sucked her mouth like he was starving, getting every single desirous spot. Jack knew what he was doing. Her body was alight with arousal, almost out of control, needing him to be everywhere and also not stopping what he was doing.
And she was well aware he still hadn’t touched her clit, yet she was so close to coming.
“You are so goddamn tight.” Jack moaned, pulling his fingers out. Then he lifted her into his arms and Amelia wrapped her legs around his waist.
“You can show me your pole dancing moves later, sweetheart. Right now, I want you sliding down mine.” He winked.
“Smooth.” She shook with a laugh.
“I’m here every night.” Jack smirked and carried her down the hall to his bedroom.
Like the rest of his home, it was clear he didn’t live in it. It had little personality or warmth, but it was a luxury home with high-quality furnishings and, wow, one enormous bed.
He lowered her onto it, placing his knee on the edge, and began to kiss her softly. Surprising her. When he released her lips, their eyes connected, and something crossed between them.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Amelia.”
His gravelly voice had her quivering. Suddenly, the next moment, he was between her legs, tugging down her panties and instructing her to remove her dress.
Amelia’s shoes had dropped off somewhere, but she didn’t care.
After removing her bra, she sat watching Jack undress. Mother of mercy, the man was ripped. His arms were muscular and large, and he had those nice plump pecs that made you want to... lick them. She planned to.
Jack caught her looking and held her gaze as he dropped his boxers on the floor.
Amelia wasn’t missing this bit. She dropped her eyes and took in the thick, long cock which he gripped and began to stroke.
Honestly, a cock was a cock, but sometimes she came across a nice one. Jack had averynice one. Not that she’d slept with hundreds of men, but at twenty-eight she had a few notches on her bedpost.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll forget all the foreplay,” he growled and climbed back over her, nudging her back down.
“Maybe I don’t want it,” Amelia said honestly. If he wanted to thrust inside her, she wouldn’t say no. Her mouth was watering as she took in his engorged head.
Jack circled her clit, and Amelia arched with a loud groan. Change of plan.
“No?”
“Hmm, mmm,” she said, shaking her head.
“Liar,” Jack said, nipping at her lips, then sliding down her body.
Then his mouth was on her flesh, making her eyes roll back. Jesus, he’d been right about the hard sucking, and it was fucking incredible.
Never stop.
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JACK’S TONGUE STROKEDAmelia’s flesh. Who knew this wealthy woman would taste like champagne and diamonds?
With a hint of caviar.
But he was glad he’d found out. She was fucking gorgeous from head to toe.
