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“Oh, oh, oh, oh, god,” she said for the hundredth time this afternoon.
She wasn’t sure if four orgasms were normal, but it was safe to say it wasn’t for her.
Four.
And her body now seemed to be in this permanently aroused state where she couldn’t get enough of Jack and his cock and never wanted him to stop.
“Keep going. I want to hear one more scream.” He said, circling the sex toy slowly, painfully teasing.
“Jack, fuck!”
“Come on, sweetheart, my cock can feel you gripping it. Oh yes, fuck like that. Shit, I’m going to come again.”
And he did.
Hot jets filled her, sending her over the edge. Her brain short-circuited once more as she clenched, her eyes closed and pleasure flowed through her. Then he pulled out and pushed her to her back and began sucking on her nipples. One and then the other, and back again.
“You taste like Christmas. Spicy and sweet,” he said, drifting down her body. “Especially this bit.”
His mouth was back on her clit, lazily teasing his tongue over it as he stared up at her with those big, sexy eyes of his.
Then he grabbed the toy and slid it back inside her.
“Let me watch as you fuck it,” Jack rasped, moving it in and out of her as he switched it to vibrate.
She was a bunch of jellied limbs, his to command and do with as he pleased.
“Play with your nipples,” he ordered.
“I can’t move my arms,” Amelia said, and he laughed.
“Shall I stop?”
“Yes. No,” she quickly amended as he removed the toy. Then he replaced it with his cock. “How are you hard again?”
“Have you seen you?” he asked, kissing her in five different places on her face.
Then, he took her mouth, and they lazily lapped at one another as he moved in and out of her.
“I’m not going to come again. I just want as much as I can get,” Jack added, his hand palming the headboard above them.
Amelia took in his beautiful chest, his skin a golden hue with well-formed solid muscles and a dusting of hair. She ran her fingers over it and across his shoulders, then down to his biceps.
She loved how dominant Jack was in the bedroom, but also a lover who took care of how much pleasure he gave. It was the perfect balance, and it was safe to say she had never been so stimulated or aroused.
Four orgasms.
Jesus.
“We have two weeks,” she smiled. “Pace yourself.”
Although she was starting to feel like those two weeks were going to fly and she’d be holding on to the time as much as he was.
She just wasn’t going to voice it.
