Page 40 of Taming Dahlia


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Was I sure about this?

Wasn’t that the question of the year?

I hadn’t intended for anything to happen tonight, but now that it did, this whole situation felt overwhelming and scary and dangerous… but this was also Jack who we were talking about.

Grumpy Jack, who was always annoyed at something or other. Who would smile once in a full moon.

Jack who was reclusive and mostly wanted to be left alone, but had never told me to go away.

Who under the gruff exterior had a softness about him that very few people did.

“Shut up and fuck me already,” I breathlessly panted against his mouth and kissed him again.

Luckily, he appeared to be just as enthusiastic about the idea. His hands slid my pajama shorts down my legs, along with my panties until I was left bare before him.

“Do you have condoms?” I asked and Jack wordlessly nodded toward the bedside drawer.

I stretched my arm out to grab them as he wrestled his jeans down. Once I handed him the condom, while he was busy unwrapping it, I took his cock in my hand and stroked the firm, hot flesh.

Jack’s movements halted as he shut his eyes and groaned. “Fuck, Ludovica.”

He sounded so winded up and desperate, and I truly couldn’t blame him.

The only thing I wanted at this moment was to feel his thick cock buried inside me, rough and forceful as it drove me to the brink.

Jack opened his mouth again, and as soon as I recognized the look in his eyes, I shut him up by giving his cock a hard squeeze.

“If you ask me one more time if I’m sure I swear…”

Jack’s eyes, dark with desire, searched mine, ensuring my consent. When he found it, his mouth returned to mine with a fiercer edge to his kisses.

His rough hands nudged my legs wide, and his hips settled in the cradle of my thighs. He trusted his cock against my slickness, the hard, hot flesh rubbing my clit, sending jumpy sparks of pleasure up my spine. His cock nudged at my opening and I shuddered as the head of his cock pressed against me, wet and aching. The steady pressure gave way with one sure thrust, and I cried out as he buried himself inside me.

His answering moan was deep and loud, and I felt it reverberate through my entire body. I shut my eyes at the sensation and my legs fell open wide as he eased back, and then snapped his hips forward again.

“Ah,” he breathlessly let out, and his body stilled on top of me.

I felt like I was about to cry out of frustration.

“Fuck me, please just fuck me,” I begged him, canting my hips up to meet his. “Don’t hold back.”

I wanted to feel all of it.

I wanted him to fuck me so hard that I would still be able to feel it tomorrow.

Jack finally started to move his hips, pushing his cock inside me over and over again. The breath was punched out of me with his every thrust, and all I could do was hold onto his shoulders as he slowly brought me over the brink. A needy edge joined his jolting thrusts as we kissed, our panting breaths mingling together. He captured one of my legs leg and lifted it over his shoulder, and the new angle set off fireworks behind my eyes.

“Your cock feels so good.” I brokenly moaned, feeling the impending orgasm steadily building up. I shifted my hips up to get more friction, lifting my lower half to roll myself against him. Even if someone were to hold a gun to my head, I’d find it impossible to stay still, tottering just on the edge of my orgasm.

“Fuck me until I come, Jack! Please!” I begged him, digging my nails into his shoulder.

He kissed the inside of my knee, and in response, his fingers started to rub my clit in slow, firm circles. His hips resumed driving into me as my frantic whines filled the room, desperate for a release that was so close and yet felt so far away.

His free hand found mine, lacing our fingers together, and it was then when I felt myself shattering. The soundless scream made my whole body shake as I jerked against him, feeling the powerful wave of the orgasm wash over me.

Jack’s hips started to slam into me, setting a relentless, punishing rhythm, and I clutched at his head as he pressed hisforehead against my breastbone. He gave one final groan and I felt his cock pulsing inside me, filling up the condom.

His sweaty body pressed me down as he struggled to find his breath, and I settled on running my hand up and down his spine, not minding the contact since I wasn’t doing that much better.

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