Anger flashes across his face. “I do wear them. Always. Every. Single. Time. But I’ve never brought a woman to my house and didn’t think we’d go that far originally. That’s why I don’t have any here.”
I throw my head back in frustration but take a deep breath to regain composure. “It’s okay. I want you to feel as good as you make me feel.”
I eye his cock and move to take it in my mouth.
He holds me steady, not allowing me to go anywhere. He rests his head on my shoulder for a minute, then starts peppering more kisses up my neck to my ear. “I still want you, Jessi. Tell me no now. Tell me that you don’t want me to fuck you without protection, because I am two seconds away from throwing all logic out the window and burying myself inside you anyway.”
I roll my hips against his length, increasing the friction. “Jack, you can do whatever you want to me, and I’ll take whatever you give me, but you know the risk. You don’t want children. You know I do, so if this ends up getting me pregnant, I will keep it. I don’t want to trap you in something you don’t want, but I love you, Jack, and if it were up to me, you would fill me with your come every night. It’s your call, and I understand if you want to stop. I’ll have equally as much fun sucking your cock.”
“Look at me,” he says, cradling my neck between his fingers. “I love you too. I want your eyes on me as I slide my cock inside you. If at any point it’s too much, tell me. Are you sure you want this?”
“Make love to me, Jack. Please?”
He lets go of my throat to line himself up to me. His tip strokes my slit as if he’s savoring the anticipation of entering me. I have no idea how he’ll feel. As he inches in, my walls war with the need to have him and the sting of craving relief from the stretch. I close my legs around him, burning inside and outside for him.
“Baby, relax and breathe. Relax and breathe. Eyes on me. Spread your pretty legs and let me in. Take my cock like the good girl you are. Are you going to be my good girl?”
I chew on my lip and try to breathe. It’s so tight. I’m?—
“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet. Your pussy is strangling my cock. You should see how good you are taking me. I’m about halfway in. I’m going to stay here for a second, so you can adjust.”
How in the hell is he going to fit if he’s only halfway? How will he ever fit? My walls are screaming from being stuffed.
As if he can read my mind, he says, “I’m going to make it. You are going to take every inch of me. You were made for me. This next part will hurt, but then I am going to make it so good that this pussy will beg for more.” He kisses me, devouring my mouth. “Are you ready?”
I bobble my head. I can’t speak. He pushes the rest of the way in with one thrust. My body tenses, and I dig my nails into his back, holding my breath as the sharp sting of him burrowing all the way inside me peaks then subsides.
“That’s it, baby,” he says. “The worst is over. You are taking all of me right now. You feel so good. Are you okay?”
I whisper, “Yes. Will you start to move? I feel like I need you to start moving.”
He kisses me hungrily and lets out a breathy laugh. “Yes, baby, I’m going to move. Now the good part. I am going to make you come all over me.” He starts to pull out and then back in. It still hurts, but with each thrust, it shifts from painful topleasurable. I can’t help the moans that leave my body. I claw at him, but no matter how tight I hold him, it isn’t enough.
“Jessi, I’m not gonna last long in your tight pussy. Please tell me now if you want me to pull out.” My orgasm builds deep inside. It’s no longer painful. It’s ecstasy. It builds and builds. I clinch my legs around him tighter.
“Baby, I am going to pump you full of my come if I don’t pull out.”
I find the power to keep my eyes locked on his and say, “Please don’t stop. Please don’t pull out. Come with me.”
With a growl, he loses all control and thrusts harder and harder into me. I scream out his name as an explosion detonates inside me, my vision going black from pure pleasure. He jerks into me two more times before he groans and goes still.
“Holy shit,” Jack says.
My already drenched pussy overflows with his sticky hot release.
As I come down from my high, Jack falls on top of me. He catches his breath while the aftershocks of our orgasms subside. He stares at me in awe and runs his knuckles along my cheek. A bead of sweat rolls down his forehead and nose, and we watch it fall onto my nose before he wipes it away with his thumb. I grab his wrist and trap his thumb in my mouth, rolling my tongue around it and popping it out again. He kisses me again.
Jack rolls us onto his back, holding me to him, still inside me. I lay my head on his chest and try to catch my breath. He rubs my back. “Are you okay?”
I raise my head, resting my chin on his chest after pressing a soft kiss into it. “More than okay. That was amazing.” I pause. Fear that he’s regretting this floods me. “Are you okay? Do you regret what happened? Whatcouldhappen since we . . .” If he says yes, my heart will break.
He lifts me to him and kisses me. “Jessi, not at all. I’m a grown man. I knew what I was doing. Baby, I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything in this world. I know we haven’t talked about a future, but for me, you are it. I’ll do or give you anything you want to make you happy. If you don’t feel the same, I need to know now. I understand if you want to go and experience life in your twenties, but for me, you’re it. I’ll do anything in my power to make you happy. If you want a baby, I would be honored if you would carry mine. Tell me how many you want. I’ll give it to you. Nothing is hotter than the thought of you having our child.” He lengthens and hardens against me. “You feel that? That’s what thinking of you having my baby does to me, but Jessi, please tell me now if this is temporary for you. I won’t survive you leaving if this goes on much longer.”
I scoot back down and kiss his chest as I straddle him. Wow. There is so much lubrication from my come and his. As I lift myself to line up to him, I see the blood. His eyes flash black and he growls. “The thought that this pussy is mine and mine alone makes me want to burst.” He sits up and seizes my hips with his tattooed hands and slams me down on him. “Baby, I need to take you rough.”
I yank him to me by his hair. “Fuck me however you want. Own me. I’m yours.”
He disentangles himself and flips me over. “Go on all fours,” he says. I prop myself up and Jack grabs my hips again then pushes my upper body down before plowing into me, over and over.
