More wood.
Withdraw.
The axe lifts,
I push back in.
He chops.
I rub faster.
I’m panting now, circling my clit with one set of fingers while the others work in and out of my pussy.
And when his eyes lift to the glass and lock on mine again—dark, knowing, wicked with satisfaction—the rush that floods through me steals the air from my lungs.
My whole body tightens with sensation, heat spiraling through me so suddenly and intensely that I gasp, gripping the arm of the chair as pleasure washes over me in a wave I never saw coming.
Outside, J.T.freezes mid-motion.
Then a slow, dangerous grin spreads across his face.
Because he knows exactly what he just did to me.
Next, J.T.drops the axe and stalks up the steps to the sliding door.I swear, for a minute I think he might go right through it.
But he doesn’t.
He just grips the handle and pulls it open.
Next thing I know, he is right there.He drops to his knees and falls face first into my trembling sex.
I might have gotten myself off, but it was nothing compared to this.
“So fucking hot and wet,” he growls into my pussy as he eats me.
“J.T.please,” I beg, pulling on his hair.
“What’s the matter, Honey?Need me to fill this pussy?Need to come on my cock?”
I nod because yes.I need that.
I need him.So damn badly.
“I got what you need,” he growls and leans back to undo his jeans.
“Hurry,” I moan, panting with need and this feeling of urgency.
“Hold on, Honey.”
Next, he grabs my hips and pulls me down, impaling me on his rock hard cock—and I scream at his desperate, rough invasion.
It feels like I’m coming apart at the seams.
But J.T.won’t let that happen.He puts all my pieces back together with ever buck and thrust of his powerful body.
One hand reaches for me, cupping the back of my neck.J.T.growls and presses my mouth to his, sealing us together.
I feel so alive with him moving inside of me.Our bodies are so close.It’s like nothing I have ever felt.
