Page 82 of Boarded Hearts

“You’re so wet for me, I can hear it. Can you hear yourself taking me like the good girl you are?”

My body ignites, threatening to burn an inferno with every deeper stroke he takes inside me.

After a couple more minutes of torturous bliss, Jon sits up on his knees and brings one of my legs over his shoulder, placing open mouth kisses from my ankle up the inside of my calf, knee, and inner thigh, all the while moving inside me. The change of angle allows him to thrust deeper, and his hard cock begins caressing a spot so deep it’s never been touched. I cry out as white-hot pleasure races up my spine.

“Has anyone ever touched you there?”

I shake my head at him. “No.”

He smiles and then gathers my other leg up and places it over the same shoulder, so my body crosses over his diagonally. “How’s this?” he adds, intensifying his thrusts as he bends over me slightly to deepen once again. “You’re so fucking flexible. I’ve been desperate to find out how I can bend you around my dick.”

I’m starting to come undone again. Watching Jon’s gorgeous body make love to mine is proving all too much. “I’m going to come again. Yeah, I’m com?—”

He slams into me hard, the bed shaking beneath us as his hips move over mine. His cock touches that spot over and over, and I fully unravel, throwing my arms over my eyes.

“Eyes on me, Angel, always on me. I want you to watch me fuck you because there will never be another man taking this sweet little pussy. It's mine. All fucking mine. Tell me, who’s pussy is it?”

“It’s y-yours,” I scream. “It’s all fucking yours.”

As soon as I come, Jon pulls me up and back across the bed. I’m on all fours now with my ass over the edge as he stands behind me at the foot of the bed. “Now I’m going to fuck you so hard I’ll have to carry you to the airport tomorrow.”

I instantly feel his cock slam into me from behind, the movement alone almost sending me over the edge once again.

“How hard do you want it, Felicity?” His tone is serious, and I don’t miss the way he uses my name.

“Hard,” I moan.

“Best you hold onto that comforter with everything you have then.”

I grip it until my knuckles turn white, and he pounds into me in delicious strokes, my name tumbling from his lips. I turn around to see his head thrown back, his arm on my right hip as he grips the overhead bar on the four-poster bed. His muscles bulge and contract as he continues to give it to me from behind. But his thrusts aren’t rash; they’re smooth and expertly placed, sending wave after blissful wave through me.

“I’m getting close, Angel.” His arm above his head falls to my waist as he continues to drive into me.

“Come inside me, baby—fill me with your cum,” I say, knowing full well he’ll love the possessive talk.

“You’ll be so fucking full of me; it’s still going to be dripping down your thighs as we board that plane tomorrow.”

“Do it.”

On a roar he does, his hips moving at a more erratic pace, and I feel his cock pulse as he unloads inside me. He chants my name as his face falls to the nape of my neck, placing soft, gentle kisses.

After a few beats of us catching our breath, Jon finally pulls out and drops to his knees, taking me by surprise. “Don’t move, Angel. I want to make sure every bit of me stays inside you.”

I’m still on all fours as he presses his fingers inside me, pushing his leaking cum back into my pussy. “That’s right you greedy girl, keep all of it to yourself. It’s all yours now, and I’m going to fill this sweet little pussy full of me every damn day.”

“Do you have a breeding kink, Mr. Morgan?” I tease.

His tongue swipes across his bottom lip. “I do now.”

The walk-in rainfall shower feels incredible in this place, and it takes up the entire back wall of the bathroom. Jon walks in a few minutes later, completely naked and his cock is still semi-hard.

After he fucked me again, I headed for the shower, and it seems like he’s going to join me here too. At the sight of his beautiful physique, my already sated body still finds a way of responding and telling me it wants more.

He steps in behind me and starts massaging the shower gel I was using into my shoulders. “That was fucking incredible. I’ll never forget it.”

I peer back at him over my shoulder and smile. “Yeah, you’re not bad.”

Arching a brow in amusement, he throws his arms around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. “Admit it, I rocked your world just as I promised I would.”

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