He made a rough noise and took her mouth again, ferocious in his hunger. It took him seconds to shred her shirt and her bra, his hands running over her breasts and stomach. Her back came up against something hard, and he released her long enough to flip her around. Her hands automatically rose to protect her face from the tree bark. Calloused fingertips caught on the fine fabric of her skirt as he worked it over her ass.
She closed her eyes tight, listening to the sound of foil wrinkling as he donned a condom. “Been carrying a condom with me all the time,” he said, his voice almost soundless. “I knew I’d need to be inside you the second I saw you.”
What could she say to that? Bless his practical brain.
His body layered over hers, his sweat binding their flesh together. His first thrust made her teeth rattle. She dug her fingers into the tree, uncaring about the hell she was putting her manicure through.
She wasn’t wet enough to take him easily, but the bite of pain was delicious. He worked his thick cock inside her cunt, forcing her open, followed by the drag of flesh on flesh as he withdrew.
Jacob wrapped one hand in her hair, twisting the strands around his fist until he had a solid grip. He tilted her head back, his breath tickling her ear. “What do you want?”
She whimpered as he flexed his hips, sinking back into her. “More.”
“More of this?” He thrust hard and fast a number of times, making her body tremble and her hands scramble against the tree for purchase before he returned to his slow, shallow thrusts. “Or this?”
“Yes. Harder,” she breathed.
“Want to tie you up to this tree. Come out and fuck you whenever I want,” he panted. “Would you like that?”
Her pussy clenched over the cock shafting her. “Yes.”
“You’d be my fuck-toy.”
Shameless.That’s what she’d made him. “God, Jacob.” She reached behind her to grab his hip, her fingers glancing over his slick skin before her wrist was grasped. He slammed her hand over her head, against the tree, and manacled both of her wrists in his unforgiving hold.
“I give it to you,” he growled. “You take it. Understand?”
“I’m sorry,” she babbled. “Give it to me, please.”
He shoved himself deep, the fat head of his cock bumping a sweet spot inside her. When she cried out, he kept himself there, grinding his hips in slow circles. “Have you ever fucked a man bare?”
She couldn’t respond. Not when he was working her G-spot as if his cock had been made for her pussy. She shook her head.
“I’ve only gone without that one time, when I was a kid. I don’t even remember it, too much bad shit came after.” His breath came in gusts against her shoulder. “Will you let me, one day? Fuck you without anything between us?”
How was he capable of speaking? She arched back against him, but he was already as deep as he could go. If only he would thrust…
“Answer me.”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Yes, what?” Another tight circle, his cock bumping high inside her.
She struggled to marshal whatever brain cells she had left so she could drive him as crazy as he made her.Share the power.“Yes, you can be my first.”
He stilled.
“You can fill me up with your come,” she breathed. “Until it’s dripping out of me. Until you’ve marked every inch of me. You can spend days coming on me. In me.”
His moan was helpless in her ear. He pulled out almost all the way before slamming back in. His fingers interlocked with hers, and he finally, finally gave her exactly what she wanted, until they were both groaning, their bodies straining together in the forest, the filthiest of animals.
He yanked her blouse aside, the bristle of his light beard scratching her skin a second before his teeth sank into her shoulder. Her body bucked, and her climax roared through her, the sharp bite of pain mixing with the unbearable pleasure of his cock.
His shout was unrestrained and wild as he strained against her, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hipbone, his cock jerking. The condom muted the heat of his semen, and she was annoyed he wasn’t naked inside her, filling her up the way she had described.
Soon. They would be smart, and careful, of course, because she couldn’t be anything less. Yet…soon. There was no one else she trusted to pluck that particular cherry of hers.
The truth rushed over her, making her dizzier than her orgasm could have. There was no one else she trusted like Jacob.
