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“You’re so fucking soft,” he breathes. “So sweet.” He
presses a kiss to my neck as his hands move over my body. I wrap my arms around
his neck, pull him down for more. I want his full weight on top of me. I want
to feel crushed, smothered, enveloped in hot, musky male.
Jack groans. His hips press into my stomach, his erection a
delicious friction between my thighs. I part my legs wider, grind against him, seeking
the delicious sensation of rough denim on my throbbing clit.
“Shh. Slow down. I want to enjoy you.” He trails kisses down
my neck, over my throat. Shifting to the side, he cups and squeezes my breasts through
my bra, his touch solid and strong. I writhe and wriggle, unable to stay still.
He is driving me crazy with his touches, making me so wet it’s all I can do not
to rip off his clothes and make him give me what I want.
His eyes darken, and he shoves my shirt up over my head,
baring me to his heated gaze. “Ah, Pen.”
My hands find his back and smooth over his muscles, feeling
them ripple beneath his shirt as he slides one bra strap over my shoulder. His
breathing is heavy, his gaze intense as his head dips down to press a soft kiss
to my bare skin.
He slides the other strap off, slowly, gently, carefully
unwrapping me as if he is teasing himself. I arch my back, offer my breasts for
the pleasure of his mouth. Beyond rational thought, I am lost in sensation, a
seething, yearning mass of want.
Jack traces his finger along the edge of my bra, leaving a
burning trail across my skin. With painful slowness, he eases the cups down,
releasing my breasts from their restraint. I gasp when my burning skin comes
into contact with the cool air, and my nipples bead so hard they ache.
I want his mouth on me, his lips, and his heat. But he doesn’t
oblige. Instead, he traces a finger around my nipple. Around and around until I
tangle my hands in his soft hair and pull him down to my breast. “Please.”
“You’re making it very difficult to go slow.” He feathers
hot kisses across the curve of one breast, moving down to draw my left nipple
between his teeth. I moan as he licks and sucks, nips and bites, while his
other hand squeezes and caresses my right breast. My thighs fall open,
inviting, and he lowers his hand to my leg and traces his finger slowly along
the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.
I have never known lust like this, want so fierce I burn,
need so intense I ache. He is a master of manipulation, a purveyor of pleasure.
He knows just where to touch and how hard. He knows how to drive me up and take
me down, when I can’t take any more and when it isn’t enough. I try not to
think about where he gained all that knowledge, the countless women he’s been
with, the things he has done to them in his room at the club. I pretend I am
the only one he has caressed into a haze of lust, the only one he wants.
I open my eyes to see him watching me, assessing my reaction
to his touch. I feel at once stripped bare and treasured by the intensity of
his focus. He moves to my other breast, pulling down my bra cup, teasing and
torturing my nipple with his mouth. He trails his fingers up my thigh and then
cups the curve of my sex, over my wet knickers. I let out a guttural moan and
in seconds he’s on top of me, as if I’ve broken his self-control. He kisses me
hard, rough, grinds his hips against me as he presses me into the couch. I
reach for him, and he grabs my wrists with one hand and pins them over my head.
He pushes my knickers aside and strokes a thick finger along my labia while he
sucks and bites my nipple until I am writhing and groaning beneath him.
“Please,” I moan. “Please. Please. Please.”
“Tell me what you want.” He buries his face in my neck,
bites down on the sensitive skin at the top of my shoulder.
“Sex. I want to
have sex. I want you inside me. Now. Take off my clothes.”
His hand tightens
on my wrists so hard it hurts. “I don’t have normal sex,” he growls. “If I take
off your clothes, I’m going to hurt you. I need your pain, darlin’. Can you
give it to me?”
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