Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
I revel in the sensations he elicits from me and when he draws one tip into his mouth, my pussy pulses with need. He moves from one nipple to the other, his mouth warm, his tongue teasing, my body clenching and finding an emptiness only he can fill.
“I want you,” I say, as I reach for the waistband of his pants, unhook, unzip, then slide my hand inside and cup his long, thick shaft. His skin is hot as I grip tighter and draw my hand up and down the length until I feel precum on the tip of his cock.
“Fuck, Tay. That feels so good,” he says in a gruff, rumbling voice.
Nobody calls me by a nickname and I like the intimacy of it, even if I barely know him. Without warning, he grasps my wrist. “If you don’t stop, this will be over before it begins.”
“Heaven forbid that happens,” I say teasingly, and remove my hand.
“I’ll be right back.” He walks away and returns with a condom in his hand.
“I like a man who’s prepared,” I tell him, and his answering smile is sexy as sin. I’m also grateful for his thoughtfulness. I’m not on birth control because I am not sleeping with anyone and most forms give me problems of one kind or another.
He kicks off his shoes and undresses the rest of the way while I do the same, shimmying out of my panties. I’ve never been in such a rush to get to the main event before, but there’s never been a Jack in my life, either. With his dark brown hair and facial scruff, he’s by far the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on.
And when I step back and take in his naked form, I discover just how spectacularly built he is. His biceps are strong, and his chest and abdomen are solid muscle. I take a soft inhale of breath at the sight. I meet his gaze to find him studying me and his eyes grow dark with desire.
He rips open the condom, drops the foil packet, and rolls the protection over his cock. Then, stepping forward, he lifts me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist to steady myself as he backs me against the wall. Once again, our lips meet and the kiss that follows is deep and sensual, his tongue gliding against mine. His erection is stiff against my belly and arousal trickles between my thighs.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Beyond,” I tell him as he positions himself at my entrance and thrusts deep, filling me completely. I take a second to adjust to his width, then squeeze tight around him.
“Shit,” he mutters. With a shift of his hips, he begins to thrust, and God, he feels so good, so thick, as he moves inside me.
I have so many heavy issues weighing on me but everything scatters as I focus on Jack. With a groan, he picks up his pace, driving into me over and over. I slide my hands to his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin, holding on while pleasure overwhelms me and I come closer to an explosive climax.
Closing my eyes, I let the rising need take over and he slams up and into me until my breath catches in my throat. “Oh God, I’m—I’m coming!” My core clenches and releases, waves of pleasure washing over me.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my cock,” he says, taking one hand and sliding it between us until he’s rubbing my clit and I see stars.
He pinches the tight bud, and I fall over the edge—again? Still? I can’t tell. I’m just one ball of bliss, my vision a blur, my ears ringing. I’m soaring and my climax lasts so long I’m afraid I might pass out.
Just as it ebbs, Jack groans and thrusts hard once, twice, and he stills, his own orgasm slamming into him, his hips making small jerks as he comes.
When I come back to earth, I’m breathing heavily, only to find him staring at me, a sated yet pleased smile on his handsome face. He presses a long kiss to my lips before lifting me off him and for the first time during sex, I feel the loss. The thought rocks me to my core because no matter how good this is between us, there can’t be a second opportunity for Jack and me. No more get-to-know-you time for us. This was an escape and unfortunately, it’s over. I need to leave soon.
He ties off the condom and walks back to the restroom, obviously to get rid of it, and I watch his back and spectacular ass as he retreats, returning with a towel in his hand. He strides over and kneels down to clean me.
“A gentleman,” I say to cover the awkwardness I’m feeling.