Page 79 of The Race


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When she does it again and lets out a frustrated breath, I lean in close to her ear.

“Is there something you want, princess?” I ask, and she huffs before crossing her arms over her chest, clearly annoyed with me.

I’ve been dying to touch her the way I really want to, but I also didn’t want to rush her straight into things if she needed time.

I switch our positions so I’m lying on top of her, and I press my length against her, letting her feel just how much her wiggling has been affecting me.

“I was trying to be a gentleman, Jessica, but something tells me you’d rather have me play a little dirty.” I lean down and kiss her throat, making her gasp and quiver under me.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” She breathes out. I help her out of her blouse before kissing down her stomach, working her legs out of her pants.

When she’s just in her underwear, I sit back and drag off my own t-shirt before admiring her.

“I’ve been imagining this so many times over these last few weeks, but nothing comes close to the real thing,” I tell her and lean down to start kissing up the inside of her thigh. I grip her tightly to hold her still and spread her legs open.

“So, baby girl, have you been good or bad whilst we’ve been apart?” I ask her as I drag my tongue over her panties. She moans at the contact and pulls at my shoulders, seeking the contact she desperately needs.

“I’ve been trying so hard to be good, butit’s gotten too much. My body missed you; I missed you, and I’ve touched myself imagining your hands, tongue, and cock every time.”

If that doesn’t boost a man’s ego, I don’t know what will.

I reward her honesty by plunging my finger into her cunt, making her cry out.

“Such a bad girl. From now on, those orgasms belong to me.” I add a second finger and drag off her panties before finally licking her sweet cunt. She buckles under me, and I push down hard on her stomach, keeping her in place.

“Stay still, princess, I’m not done eating.” I continue licking and sucking on her clit whilst working my fingers in and out of her. She grabs my hair and makes the sweetest of noises. When I feel her tightening around my fingers, I edge her on.

“Come on, baby, give me your pleasure.” She cries out my name as she comes, and I continue licking her whilst the shock waves even out.

When I’m starting up my pace again, she grabs me by my face and drags me onto her body.

“The second orgasm, Iwant you to be inside me.” Hot damn, well, who am I to say no to my girl?

We work off my pants and her bra, leaving us completely naked before I scoot her up in my arms in bridal style, making Jessica laugh.

“What are you doing?” She asks me as she laces her hands around my neck.

“I’m taking you to our bed so I can fuck you properly,” I tell her, and when we get to the room, I lie her down on the bed before crawling over her. My fingers find her cunt, making sure she is wet and ready before I feel her hands positioning me into her entrance.

When I push in, we both hold our breath. It feels overwhelming, too good all at once.

“Oh god.” She moans beneath me. I try to get a grip, so I don’t embarrass myself completely, but slipping into Jessica feels like falling into heaven.

“Ah, Jessica, you feel so good. Fucking perfect.”

I start sliding in and out at a slow pace at first, focusing on making this last. One of her hands grips my shoulder whilst the other grabs my ass, pushing me harder into her.

“Please. Fuck me harder, Luke.” She begs under me, and I start trusting harder and deeper into her.

“Touch yourself, baby,” I order, and her fingers find her clit whilst Icontinue thrusting harder and faster into her, driving her into her mattress. She meets me at every thrust, urging me on, driving me wild with her touch and her sounds.

I kiss down her chest, sucking and biting gently on her nipples, which drives her towards climax. Jessica falls apart under me, her nails tearing at my back. The sight of her makes me follow shortly after, and I collapse over her, breathing hard.

I roll over so I don’t crush her with my weight but keep my arm around her and a leg tangled with hers. The need to feel connected to her in every way is stronger than ever.

We lay there, catching our breath before she speaks.

“I honestly thought I must have imagined how good the sex was, but no, it was even better than I remembered.” I kiss her deeply.