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A surreal note touches me as I do what he says, driven by the pleasure in his voice. It’s as if he’s experiencing the same as me, somehow, even if I’m not touching him. Lying back, I stare into his obsessed features, still trying to think of Mom, of her warnings about men, and her possible crush.
All of that seeps away when he slips his hand lower, to my entrance, pushing with his finger and making me shiver with the contact.
CHAPTERTEN
Jacob
This wasn’t part of the plan, but once I feel her tight hole, I know I can’t stop. I couldn’t look away from her if a bomb detonated outside the apartment in the street below, or even if gunfire started peppering the entire building.
Her shirt is still buttoned up, professional, and sharp, but her hair is wavy and sexy-messy, splayed out across the kitchen island. Her breasts shiver as I push deeper inside of her, prying her tight hole open with my finger, grinding as she bites down and offers captivating moaning noises.
“We’re making your hole even wetter,” I growl, “for my rock-hard cock. I’m solid for you, Maddie.”
She nods, but I sense she can’t speak. The pleasure has captured her too hard, gripping her firmly so she can’t summon the words.
Pushing my fingerevendeeper, I grind the heel of my palm against her clit. The result is more enthralling than anything I’ve experienced, especially when she claws at the kitchen island, her fingernails making lighttsksounds against the obsidian surface.
She’s holding on, the pleasure threatening to send her hurtling off the surface, but I’d never let her fall. I’d never let anything bad happen to her.
“I…” She trails off, shaking her head.
I pause, my finger inside of her, my length hard and drenched with precome from where it’s spread in my underwear. My cock is hungry, impulses deep within telling me to ignore the foreplay, ignore her hesitation. Tear off her skirt and her tights, exposing her body, free my manhood, and slide inside of her. Push deep until her walls are gripping me right at the base, squeezing as if she never wants me to leave her.
That’s fine by me. I neverwill, but I can’t ignore her unfinished sentence.
“Is something wrong?” I snarl, unable to keep the savage intent out of my voice.
“N-no,” she whimpers. “Don’t…”
“Don’t?”
Her cheeks flush red. “Stop,” she finishes. “Don’t… stop.”
My cock aches at her words, more instincts instructing me to forgo this stage, to rush ahead to the part where I fuck her hard, fuck her so she can’t ever question who she belongs to. Pump my seed into her curvy body, so Iknowshe’s going to get pregnant. Ignoring that thought for now, I drive my finger in and out of her hole, indulging in her wetness, her heat, and her pussy beginning to pulse around my finger.
“Get those plump tits out!” I breathe huskily, my words trembling as much as my resolve to take this slow. “I need to see them bounce as you cream for me.”
Her hands flutter nervously at her shirt, fidgeting with the buttons as her body pulses up and down in time with my hand. When she reveals her lacy white bra, I almost lose it. Her breasts are round and large, her bra emphasizing their gorgeous size. She leans forward, reaches around, and unclips it.
Every movement is slightly skittish. I can read her nerves. I want to tell her she never has to be nervous. She’s too flawless for that, but then I suspect that would lead me to other things, like telling her the entire truth of my intentions.
Now I can’t think. All I can do is stare as her breasts spill free, round, and full, so much to play with, so much beauty to savor and obsess over. She turns her face to the side as she lies back down, her breasts bouncing.
“Look at me,” I command.
She flinches and returns her gaze to mine.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, moving my finger slickly, then holding it inside of her and making possessive circles deep inside. “Every. Single. Inch.”
When shestilldoesn’t look convinced, I lean down and take one of her breasts in my mouth, massaging the other with my free hand.
My cock won’t tolerate this for much longer, not when I massage her full flesh, not when I taste her nipple and feel it get all excited with her lust. I suck harder, swirling my tongue around her nipple. Her moans tell me she’s getting close, so I pick up the pace with my finger, knowing I won’t be able to stop once I’ve felt her sopping hole get even wetter.
I’ll tear off her dress, carry her into the bedroom, maybe bend her over so I can see her bare ass cheeks shimmering for me with each thrust. I’ll take her on her back first, so she knows she isn’t some cheap lay… so she knows this is the real thing, but after, I’ll bend her over so I can see her sweet ass.
The thought causes more precome to surge from my dick, harder than it’s been as if any second it will break my zipper to be closer to my woman.
She runs her hands through my hair, down my neck.
