I curl my fingers in the sheets above my head and open my knees as far as they’ll go.
“Holy fuck.”His fist moves faster on his dick, his forearms flexing in an erotic show of sculpted, veiny contours.“You’re so goddamn sexy.I love when you’re naked.”
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll come before you touch me.”
“Can’t stop looking.I want to kiss every inch of you, but I’ve waited years for this.”He crawls between my legs and lowers himself over me.“Not waiting another fucking second to be inside you.”
Heat and strength radiate from him as his body covers me like a slab of hot granite.He braces his weight on an elbow and reaches between us, angling his cock against my opening.
The feel of his broad head right there, sliding through my wetness, pushing against my entrance, and ready to breach my body… It makes everything else fall quiet while need and urgency tear through me.
“I can’t wait to feel you around me.”He lowers his forehead to mine and presses in, giving me the tip.
“Oh, God.This is happening.”I adjust my grip on his shoulders, shaking uncontrollably.“Please, Jag.I can feel your dick throbbing.Give it to me.”
“I want you to look me in the eyes while I’m inside you.”He leans in, fusing our connection with his gaze.
Then he thrusts, impaling me to the root.
“Fuck.Dove… Fuck.”A choking sound breaks from him as he rocks forward and back, changes the angle, and grinds down.“Goddammit.Feels so fucking good.”
I can’t respond.Can’t push breath past my lips.I can only stare into the black abyss of his blown pupils as he rolls his hips and fucks me hard.
He’s done things I can’t fully measure.He’s killed for me.Sold his body for me.But seeing him like this?Feeling him moving between my legs?This is the Jag I’ve been dying to meet.This man is achingly human, stripped down to feeling, and unmoored by love.
“You look unbelievably sexy when you’re balls-deep inside me.”I dart my tongue along the seam of his parted lips.
He gathers my thighs around his waist, lifts my ass, and hauls my body tighter to his.Then he lowers his mouth to mine.
“I love you.”He breathes the oath against my lips.
His next thrust drives home the point.He fucks me and kisses me, and I open to all of it, my mouth full of his tongue and my pussy stuffed with his cock.
My nails scratch down his back, fingers tracing lines I know by heart, as my body answers the pull between us.
Sex with Jag is exquisite beyond words, heavy with history, shimmering with promise, and overwhelmingly beautiful as it all finally lands at once.
“I love to hear you moan while I’m fucking you.”He groans against my mouth.
“Fuck me harder, and you can hear me moan while I come.”
And so he does.He kicks up the tempo and unleashes his power, ramming, stabbing, and rubbing me right there.
“Right there.Right there.Oh, God.Don’t stop.”Pinned beneath two-hundred pounds of shredded muscle, I fall into his bedroom eyes and let go.“I’m coming, Jag!Fucking coming all over you.”
The tendons in his neck go taut.His hips stutter, and his breath grows erratic.I swear the amber in his eyes completely disappears as he opens his mouth and roars.
We come together, bucking and moaning, my chest and legs burning, trembling and twitching in the shimmer of orgasmic bliss.
His weight sinks into me, his breath hot and fast against my neck.Even as he softens inside me, his hips continue to languidly thrust.
“Wolf.”He kisses my neck, giving no sign of pulling away.“How hard are you?”
“Is that a real question?”Wolf’s face appears above mine, his hair falling forward, blue eyes gleaming with lust.
He gives me a sexy as fuck smile, leans down, and kisses me.Upside down.All lips and confidence.
Jag sits back, and Wolf moves toward him, crawling down my body from my head to where I’m joined with Jag.Wolf sets his mouth there, licking the clamp of my pussy around Jag’s impaled cock.
