I go still… taking it all in before I make a move.
His brows draw together in concern. “What’s wrong?”
I shrug, embarrassed. “I know we’ve done this before, but it’s finally hitting me. This time is different.”
His lips curve up. “So different. Come here and kiss me, sweetheart.”
I lean over, shuddering slightly as my sensitive clit rubs against his dick, and press my lips to his.
Jack reaches around and rubs soothing circles along my back as his tongue slides through my parted lips, caressing me with perfect strokes.
Our kiss turns frantic and desperate as he grabs hold of his dick and places it at my entrance. He leans back, lifting a brow in question, and I know he’s asking if we should use a condom or not. Jack would never even entertain it if he hadn’t been recently tested, so I shake my head, and his nose flares. “Put me inside of you, baby,” he grits out.
He holds it up for me, so I wrap my hand around his thick, long cock, and guide myself down onto it, and… oh god.
The burn.
“Wiggle side to side,” he growls.
“Jackson,” I moan as the head of his dick slips inside me. “This isn’t my first rodeo. I’m well aware of the practices of easing a big dick inside me.”
A deep growl rumbles from the depths of his chest. “Mention another dick inside of you—no, scratch that. Mention another dick at all, and you’ll pay.”
“Don’t be such a caveman.” I laugh.
He grabs my hips and halts my movement. “I’m not kidding, Annabelle. It makes me fucking murderous. Not another mention of it, or I’ll stop this all right now.”
I look into his eyes and clearly see he’s not kidding. “That would punish both of us.”
“If punishment is what I need to remind myself what a fool I was that I didn’t get my act together sooner to have you and this hot as hell body, then yeah, I’ll easily punish myself.”
He takes my hips and pulls me down, impaling me in one movement. “Fuck!” he cries. “Not another word.”
“Oh my god, Jack,” I breathe heavily, mouth gaping open as I try to adjust to him. “Are you kidding?”
He gives me a cocky shrug. “Punishment,” he deadpans.
Oh, he’s in big trouble.
I give myself a second to adjust, then without easing into it, I lift my bottom and roll my hips, picking up the pace in a hurried speed. I can tell by his labored breathing he’s already close, and if he wants to punish me… it might be fun to do it right back.
“So tight… shit, go slower,” he cries, but his hands on my hips are saying something completely different, grinding me down hard against him. He scrunches up his eyes, biting his bottom lip.
“I’ve never felt anything better than this. Do you know that?” he grinds out. “Look at me.”
I glance down so our eyes meet, and my heart flutters at the intensity.
Something new passes between us, a look, a feeling of the deeper connection we’re building together.
“I do know that,” I whisper. “This is amazing, Jack. It’s everything.”
His grip on my hips tightens, moving me up and down, gliding his shaft along every sensitive area inside me.
His mouth is open in pleasure and his eyes continuously move between me and my boobs. Our breathing is loud and labored, and if he reached up to touch me right now, I would shatter in a split second.
“Fuck, I can’t see straight right now.” His eyes roll back in his head, then he picks me up and slams me down again and again.I’m no longer in charge. Although I’m not sure he is either; we’re both losing it. “Your big, beautiful tits are out, bouncing around, making me lose my goddamn mind. I can’t even look right now. Otherwise, I’m done for.”
I giggle at his dramatics. “Are you kidding?”
