I gently swipe my tongue along her slit, kissing her clit when I reach the top. Her back instantly arches off the bed, and I grow impossibly hard in my briefs.
I need to see that again.
I seal my mouth to her, sucking the bundle of nerves into my mouth, then flicking my tongue rapidly until she’s moaning my name.
“Jack,” she says breathlessly. “Holy shit. Don’t stop.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I say, looking up at her with a wicked grin before diving back in. I work my tongue against her, alternating between quick little flicks and slow, deliberate licks, making sure no part of her goes untouched.
I hook one arm under her hip, pulling her in even closer. With the other, I ghost my fingers up her inner thigh, feeling her shudder again when I reach her entrance.
“More,” she moans. “Give me more. Give me everything.”
“Shit baby, you might make me come in my boxers if you keep bossing me around like that.”
“Don’t you dare,” she says, propping up on her elbows and looking at me sternly. “I have plans for you, Jacky boy.”
“You better put those plans on hold," I growl, growing even harder at the way her eyes widen at the shift in my tone. "Hate to break it to you,” I say before turning my attention back to her pussy. “But you're not the boss in here."
She whines impatiently when I still don't give her what she wants.
"You want my tongue and my fingers at the same time, pretty girl?”
“God, yes. Yes yes yes.”
"Say please."
"Please,Jack," she whimpers.
I slip one finger inside and feel her immediately clench around me.
“So desperate to be filled,” I moan. “So fucking ready for me.”
I add a second finger, pumping in a steady rhythm and sealing my mouth on her clit again.
Before long, her moans begin to pitch upward until her thighs are shaking around me, her hands gripping my hair like I’m the only thing grounding her.
“That’s my girl,” I encourage. “Come for me. Fall apart on my fingers. That’s it, you’re doing so good for me, baby.”
My praise sends her over the edge, her back arching off the bed as her inner walls pulse around my fingers over and over. I don’t stop until she’s given me everything, only removing my fingers when the last waves of her orgasm subside.
I rise to my knees, staring her dead in the eye as I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean.
Her pupils dilate even wider, and she presses her hands to my chest, flipping me over until she’s the one kneeling betweenmylegs.
“My turn,” she coos, smiling sweetly–but the wild look in her eyes is anything but.
Chapter 49
Abby
Ten Months
This man is un-fucking-real.
I knew I loved him, but I didn’t realize how much Iwantedhim until right now.
Thank God I have him.
