“Everywhere. As ordered.”
Fuck.He drew in a deep breath, prayed for patience, and let it out. Then he ran his hands up her thighs to her ass. The skirt didn’t hamper him in the slightest when he pushed it up to hug her waist. The stretchy fabric had become his favorite new choice of material for all her play clothes. Because yeah, this woman turned him on, no question. One thing they wouldn’t have a problem with—their sex life.
He nudged her thighs wider, and she accommodated him on those heels that accentuated her slender calves. When he dragged his hands over her ass and down the inside of her thighs, he felt the wet heat of her desire. Needing more, he cupped her pussy.
“Jack,” she moaned and clenched her small hands into fists.
“You are fucking sexy,” he said. “And so mine.” He slid his finger inside her, closing his eyes to concentrate on how she felt.
She faltered on her heels as his finger explored. “Oh.”
“Don’t move,” he growled. He pulled his finger out and turned her around. Staring at her clean-shaven pussy, he palmed her ass and pulled her closer. Unable to wait any longer, he shoved his face close and sucked her into his mouth. Her tight clit and womanly scent went straight to his cock.
He licked her and ground his face against the sultry evidence of her need. “Want you to come,” he said between strokes of his tongue. “All over my mouth.”
“Yes, Jack. Please.” She clutched his head, grinding against his lips.
He speared her with two fingers, shoving hard and deep, and sucked her clit into his mouth, teething the nub.
She cried out as she came, and he lapped her up, wanting to devour her heart and soul. When she trembled against him, he pulled away and unbuttoned his jeans, then slid them down to his knees. He hadn’t worn underwear either.
“Sit on me.” He couldn’t help the deep timbre of his voice, or the slick shine of his cockhead.
“Condom?” she said between breaths.
“Not tonight. Not with you. I’m clean. So are you. You’re protected, right?”
“I…” She paused, and he knew if she told him to wear one, he would. Anything to get inside her. “Yeah.”
“I mean it. I’m gonna come inside you. You’re okay with that?” he asked—begged—as he guided her to straddle him.
“Well, only because I lost a bet.” Her slight grin relieved him.
And then he couldn’t think because the heat of her pussy was over him. He thrust up even as she sank down, and the deep push inside her was like coming home.
“Not gonna last long. Oh fuck,” he swore as she rode him. He gripped her ass as he pushed her up and down, her slender body milking him of pleasure. “You feel so good. So good, angel.” He couldn’t think as she took him past control, until he was fucking her harder, giving no quarter.
He wanted to kiss her again, to suck on her nipples, eat her pussy, all of it. But he couldn’t stop the rising lust rushing over him.
She bucked, gloving him in her tight pussy.
He had to be leaving bruises as he clenched her ass, but damn if he could stop himself. He was so close, so—
She slammed onto him one final time and swiveled her hips, and he lost it. “Fuck.”
Emptying inside her until he couldn’t breathe, Jack forgot everything but Ann. When he blinked his eyes open, unaware of having closed them, he saw her watching him with an unguarded expression of affection and hope. And just as suddenly, when she realized he saw her, the shutter came down.
Annoyed, spent, and needing some recovery time, he arched up into her, loving the feel of surrounding heat. Still half-hard, he refused to pull away.
“You feel good?”
She nodded, looking shy.
“Tell me how much you like my cock. Use the words.”
She colored but repeated his words.
“Tell me what you want me to do next. You want me to fuck that tight ass? Come down your throat?” He dragged his hands over her back and up, then circled to her front. He pulled down the left triangle hiding her nipple and sucked until it stood ramrod stiff.
