Page 118 of Girl Abroad


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“Punishment?” he echoes with a snort. “Abbey, luv, we both know you’ve not a single menacing bone in your— ”

He curses wildly when I cup his package over his sweatpants.

I smirk at him. “What part ofdon’t make a single sounddidn’t you understand?”

Before he can answer, I tug his pants down, swallowing a moan when his erection springs up. He’s always so ready for me. Hard and eager. And my body always responds to it, heat pooling between my legs, inner muscles tightening with the need to clamp around him.

While Jack watches me through hooded eyes, I crawl my way down his long, toned body and curl my hand around his thick shaft.

“Still waiting for that punishment,” he taunts.

“Making you wait is part of the torture.”

I give him a firm squeeze, and he jerks on the bed.

Grinning, I lower my head and curl my tongue around his tip. This time, his answering jerk is accompanied by a strangled expletive.

I look up and find him eyeing me with anticipation. His broad chest rises on a ragged inhale.

“You okay?” I flick up an eyebrow.

“I will be once you stop teasing.”

“Oh, Jack,luv. I’m definitely not going to stop teasing.”

I keep my word, proceeding to torment him with long, languid licks and too-short sucks that soon have him squirming in agony. Each time I look up, more beads of sweat dot his forehead. His facial muscles grow more taut, as if it’s a physical struggle to maintain his control. And each time I release his hard length, he thrusts his hips, desperately seeking my mouth.

“Ask me nicely,” I mumble as I swirl my tongue.

“Ask you what?” he croaks out.

“To make you come.”

I tighten the suction of my lips and bring him nearly halfway down my throat.

“Holy bloody Christ.” His hips snap up again. “Goddamn fuckinghell. Why are you so fucking good at that?”

I have no idea. I didn’t think I was anything special. But reducing Jack to a panting, cursing, shaking mess says otherwise.

“Make me come,” he pleads hoarsely, one hand moving down to cup my head. His fingers thread through my hair. “Please.”

I can barely contain the smile threatening to crack my face in half. I decide to have mercy on him. I give him what he wants, working him with my lips, tongue, and fist until he’s cursing again.

“I’m coming,” he groans.

His thrusts become erratic as he spills into my mouth and—

A knock raps on the door.

“Jackie, darling, you all right in there?”

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JACK ANDIFREEZE AT THE SOUND OFLEE’S VOICE.

Well, as much as wecanfreeze with Jack still shuddering from release and my mouth still working him.

“Fine,” Jack grunts at the locked door. “I’m all good, mate— ” He groans again. My attempt to release him causes him to push his dick back in. “Don’t stop,” he whispers. “Suck it dry.”

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