Page 7 of Donut Be Easy


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Without warning, my back arched and I cried out as one of the best orgasms of my life crashed through my body. Jack moaned into my pulsing clit as his touch grew gentle and slow.

“Watching you cum is so damn hot,” he whispered.

Catching my breath, I shoved up onto one elbow. “You’re downright incredible.”

I ripped off his shirt as he undid his belt.

My nails dug into his shoulder, guiding him to lie down on his back.

“Condom?” I asked.

He pointed to the nightstand. I pulled open the drawer to find a sealed cardboard box.

It really must have been a while for him.

Still reeling from my big O, I didn’t waste time. As I rolled the latex over his erection, I got my second surprise of the night: his dick was huge—not in the ‘it’s bigger than the average penis’ way, but in the ‘this might hurt a bit’ way.

I leaned down as kissed him while I slowly lowered myself onto him.

I deeply inhaled.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned.

Rocking my hips, I bit down on his shoulder. “Your dick is amazing.”

It really was.

Within minutes of me slowly riding him, his eyes slammed shut and his body started to tremble.

“Cum for me, Jack,” I murmured into his ear.

“Holy shit.” His fingers scraped down my back as he pushed hard into me.

Pain shot through me quickly while his cock pounded deep inside.

As his head fell back, he muttered, “Sorry.”

I rolled onto my side, panting, “Why?”

“I couldn’t last very long. You pussy is too fucking good.”

“Don’t be. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

I curled up into him as he shifted to look at me.

“Where did you come from?”

“I’m nothing special,” I responded.

“Agree to disagree.”

“Deal.”

* * *

Wrapped in Jack’s arms,I could feel his muscles twitch as he drifted off to sleep. Wide awake, my eyes snapped to the red digits on his alarm clock.

Shit.