Antonio’s words were Jackie’s undoing. She grabbed Antonio by the face and kissed him deeply, her tongue gliding in and out of his mouth. She wanted to consume him and be consumedbyhim. She was drawn to him like a bee to a flower.
Antonio reached between them, strumming her sensitive bundle of nerves. “You gonna come for me, mama? Tell me.”
“Yes, Ant, I’m gonna come.”
“Why? Why are you going to come for me?”
Jackie was about to bite a hole in her lip. Antonio’s fingers felt so good. “Because…I…deserve…it….” she said, trying to catch her breath.
“That’s right, Lucky. You deserve it, sweetheart.”
Tears began to roll down Jackie’s face. She was entirely too stimulated, but she needed more. She needed to feel Antonio completely—to feel the weight of his body inside and on top of her. She wanted to be surrounded by him in every way imaginable.
Her nails moved down his back, eliciting a low moan from Antonio. She grabbed his muscular ass. “Give it to me, Ant.”
“Give you what?” Antonio asked, leaning down to place kisses along her neck. Jackie could hear how aroused she was and knew Antonio would keep stroking her until she was a waterfall.
“My dick,” Jackie groaned.
Antonio smiled, licking the saltiness of her skin mixed with her perfume. “Hmm. I love when you say that.” He pressed his dick right to her entrance. “Say it again.”
“Oooh…my…dick,” Jackie panted. “You’re mine.”
“Yes.” Antonio bit his lip as he sank into her. “That’s right. I’m yours, Lucky. Completely.”
Jackie’s back arched slightly off the bed, adjusting to the feeling of him inside of her. He was stretching her, filling her, making her take all of him with steady strokes that hit just where she needed them to. She dug her nails into his hips as he moved inside her.
“Open your eyes, Jackie, baby. Look at your man fucking you.”
Jackie’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked between them. Seeing him move in and out of her was entirely too much. She looked up into Antonio’s eyes, which were laser-focused on her face.
“You look so pretty taking all this dick, Lucky. Taking all of me. You’re doing so good.”
Antonio was indeed the praise kink king. He knew exactly how to mentally stimulate Jackie while giving her the best sex of her life. It didn’t take long for that combination to produce an orgasm that rocked her from the depths of her soul.
“Ant, I’m coming,” she cried out, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“I know, baby. I feel you, Lucky. You’re coming all over me, gripping me so good.”
“Oh God, I love you!” Jackie cried out. Then she froze.
Hadshesaid that? Was it just the heat of the moment? Or did she actually mean it? Maybe Mya was right. Jackie had never, ever said she loved someone during sex. Antonio must have really had some magic going on.
Without interrupting the groove, Antonio leaned down, kissing Jackie until she felt the nervousness subside. “I love you too, Lucky. I love you so damn much, girl.”
Jackie let out a nervous chuckle. “For real?”
Antonio slowed down, stilling a bit. “Jacqueline Angelica Miles Jr. I love your mean, stubborn, impulsive, aggravating—”
“This isn’t romantic in the least.”
“Impatient,” Antonio continued, rolling his eyes playfully, “but also caring, funny, smart, driven, sexy-as-hell ass.”
Tears rolled down Jackie’s face. Antonio quickly swiped them away with the pad of his thumb. “Why the tears, Lucky? Talk to me.”
“Because…” Jackie sniffed. “I’ve been told I’m a lot to handle. I just never figured…”
Antonio kissed Jackie softly, interrupting whatever negative thought she was about to have. “I can handle a lot. I can handle all of you for as long as you’ll let me.”
