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The sounds I made reminded me of an animal but I couldn’t make them stop.
Easing away, he planted open-mouthed kisses at the entrance before slipping his fingers deep again. He watched them move in and out as if he was in a trance.
“Right there. That’s where my dick wants to be.”
“Now, Jack…please.”
He looked up at me with a shake of his head. His mouth and chin were glazed with my fluids. He kissed my inner thigh while maintaining eye contact and I couldn’t stop shaking.
“After you come on my face, Petra. I need more of you.”
He pressed his fingers deep and turned them, stroking the place right behind my clit. Bending, he pushed at the underside of my clit with his tongue.
The words, the touches, the suckling all combined to shove me into the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced with another person.
Moaning, he lapped at me and continued to stroke as the pleasure stole my breath.
“All of you.Mm…” I could feel his tongue licking around his fingers thrusting in me and it was likefilminga porn whilewatchinga porn at the same time. “You taste divine. I knew you would. I could get addicted to your pretty pussy.”
The climax lasted longer than felt rational or possible and when my body settled, he thoroughly cleaned me of my release.
His body flexed impressively as he crawled up the bed. He whispered, “I’m not wasting adrop. Taste.”
Chapter Twelve
I’d never tasted myself on a man’s lips and didn’t realize it would be so sensual. The kiss was aggressive, almost brutal, and called to a primitive part of me I never knew existed.
My nails dug into his back, I pulled his hair as I held his mouth to mine, and I gave as good as I got. Wrapping my stocking-clad leg around his ass, I realized I was still wearing my heels.
Breaking the kiss, he groaned and returned for another one. His palm had a vise grip on my ass cheek and he worked himself along my slick folds.
Shaking, moaning, I silently cursed every man who’d been with me before Jack. Past lovers hadn’t eventriedto please me. Only their pleasure had ever mattered to them.
Jack waspresentas he explored my body with patience and skill. He was with me. Fullywithme in a way that was new and different and beautiful.
He stretched to the side and a moment later, something pressed against my palm. A condom.
“Hurry, Petra.” He kissed me again. “Help me. I need to be inside you.”
I tore it open, wrapped my fingers around his cock that reminded me of satin over steel, and rolled it in place.
He stared at me as he coated the latex in the fluids from my body. His rhythmic growl intensified as I reached between us to press him harder into the cleft of my body with my hand.
Looking him directly in the eyes, I whispered words I’d never said in my life, “Ineedyou to fuck me, Jack. Please fuck me.”
Adjusting his hips, he positioned the head at my pussy and pushed forward. I gasped and he slid his hands up my back to grip my shoulders from beneath.
“Yes,” I begged.
His body was taut with tension and he wasted no time powering to the root of his dick inside me. He never took his eyes off my face as he set an almost violent rhythm.
“Petra,” he said through gritted teeth. “Tight as a velvet fist.”
My eyes rolled back in my head as Jack fucked me the way I never realized I needed to be fucked.
Without one ounce of mercy.
He filled me harder, deeper, and faster than anyone I’d ever allowed access to my body.
