I was falling over; it seemed much too quickly, but it was inevitable.
I inhaled deeply and let out a deep mewling sound as the orgasm flowed through my body. All ten of my toes squeezed tightly and I lowered my head to the pillows in front of me, attempting to crawl away from Jacob’s still prodding mouth. The man was trying to end me, I could feel it.
“How was that?” his deep baritone had the damn nerve to question at the same time he flipped my entire body over, moving to hover over me.
I narrowed my gaze on those grey eyes that dared me to lie but didn’t say anything. Instead, I lifted my hand and moved it down his chest, lightly caressing the bruises at his side and sliding lower, reaching for his—
“Don’t,” he ordered firmly just before I could grab his dick.
I blinked at the authority in his voice.
Lifting both of my hands to either side of my face, he ordered, “Leave them here.”
I remained in that position as he lifted himself from the bed and sauntered over to where his jeans rested on my carpeted floor. I took the time to let my eyes carefully scan his muscular frame. He was a work of art. There wasn’t an underdeveloped muscle to be found on his body. He looked as if he’d been playing sports the entirety of his life instead of studying hard in the library to earn his educational credentials. Briefly, I wondered if he played sports as a child. I bet he excelled at them if he had. He was the type to excel at everything he touched.
But it was when he turned around and headed in my direction with the foil-wrapped condom in his hand that my eyes drifted lower. My mouth watered and thighs instinctively parted even farther at the sight of the thick erection pointing directly at me. Nope. He wasn’t small there either.
I wanted to offer to undo and put the condom on him, but something told me that wasn’t a wise idea. Jacob seemed to need to be in control of this moment. And, contrary to my very nature, it wasn’t even a question of whether or not I would allow him this control.
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
I smiled at him, feeling the compliment all the way to the tips of my toes. I ignored the voice inside of my head that tried to remind me that I actually wasn’t perfect. I was scarred, but that didn’t matter right then as I watched Jacob sheath himself and then turn his lust-filled gaze on me. At that instant, I had no idea how I’d lived this long on the Earth without being looked at like this.
I lifted up on my elbows as he moved in between my legs, angling my head up. Complying, he lowered his head, allowing our lips to touch … but the kiss was too short, not nearly enough of what I wanted. Jacob was teasing me as he let our lips brush across one another’s but never fully connect.
A frustrated sound emanated from the back of my throat.
Jacob chuckled and I swear I wanted to throttle him. “You want a kiss, baby?”
I nodded because the use of a pet name had melted my annoyance just enough to calm down any sarcastic retort I had in mind.
“Say please.”
I leaned back to look into his eyes. He was completely serious.
“Please,” fell from my mouth before I could contemplate his demand too much. And thank God it did, because in an instant Jacob was devouring my lips again, and I his.
His hands went to both of mine, intertwining our fingers and placing them back to either side of my head. He adjusted himself in between my legs and I moaned almost painfully when his cock grazed against the lips of my core.
Jacob pulled back with his gaze still locked on mine, as he began to slide inside of my body. I was instantly reminded that it’d been a while since I was in this position with a man, but instead of asking him to stop or slow down I wanted to beg him to hurry up. My body grew hungrier and hungrier for him with each passing half an inch.
“You feel so good, baby,” he panted, and I swear I could feel myself growing wetter just from his words.
“You’re so deep.” He felt like he was going to enter my stomach at any moment.
“You can take it,” he demanded.
Licking my lips, I nodded because damn straight I could. I wanted to feel every last inch of him inside of me. Thankfully, my body agreed, and the tightness subsided. Once it did, I found myself laying on my side, face-to-face with Jacob. He’d turned our bodies to face one another, my leg hiked high around his waist—the new position allowed him to slide even deeper inside of my core.
My mouth opened and closed as I tried to pant his name but only gasps of air came out. His long arm draped over my waist, his hand moving to squeeze and knead the globe of my ass.
“Shit!” he cursed angrily. “How the fuck do you feel this good?”
His words sent me even higher than his pulsating cock.
I covered his cheek with my hand and moved in, taking his lips because words just weren’t enough, even if I could manage to form any.
So damn good,was all I could manage to think as he retreated and entered over and over again. I arched my back, pressing the entirety of the top half of my body into him. For the briefest heartbeat I wished I could’ve been totally unclothed with him. To drop my bra and have one hundred percent skin to skin contact.
