Page 85 of Loathe at First Sight

“Because I’m going to have my fun with you.”

I never would have guessed that under all that flannel was such a dominant guy. But I like it.

I’m loving every second of it.

“You deserve to have fun too,” I practically pant. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”

“Definitely. But I’m in no hurry.”

Wanting to drive him as crazy as he’s driving me, I reach for him, aiming toward the bulge in the front of his jeans. When he moves just out of my grasp, though, I decide to take a different approach.

“You better hurry up, or I’m going to reach into my nightstand and grab my vibrator to take matters into my own hands.”

I think that it’s going to encourage him to skip to the best part, but my plan backfires. He walks over to the nightstand I just mentioned and pulls open the drawer to grab the big, black vibrator.

“You mean this?” He asks, holding it up but looking directly into my eyes.

“Maybe,” I mutter under my breath.

He comes back over to where I lie and gently pushes my thighs apart. When my knees fall open, completely exposing me, he dips two fingers inside of me once more. When he pulls them out, he rubs them on the head of the vibrator, making sure it’s wet enough to slide inside me.

I honestly don’t know why he’s worried. Right now, I’m wet enough to turn the Sahara into an oasis.

He pushes the toy inside of me and makes sure that I’m comfortable before turning it on. The moment it starts vibrating and swirling, I let out a loud moan. I get even louder when part of it touches my clit.

I try to stifle myself, but Jack is having none of it.

“Let me hear it, princess,” he commands.

“What if someone hears?”

“I don’t give a fuck.”

He clicks it to a higher setting, and trying to be quiet becomes a moot point. It feels so good that I couldn’t silence myself if I tried.

Jack uses one hand to fuck me with the toy while the other plays with my nipples. There’s so much happening all at once that I can barely focus on any one thing. My body writhes on the bed, and I’m not sure if I’m trying to move away because it’s too much or trying to move closer because I need more.

It doesn’t take long before the pressure in my core becomes too much to take. Jack turns the vibrator up one more time, pushing me over the edge. My back arches off the bed while heat floods my body.

Although I’m sure it’s not that long, it feels like I am coming for an eternity. When I’m too sensitive for the vibrations, he turns it off and slowly pulls the soaked toy out.

“Christ, Liz,” Jack says, eyeing it. “You came so fucking hard. Time to feel you do it around my cock.”

“How is it that we keep getting better at that every time we do it?” I say, my chest heaving after Jack gave me two more orgasms with his dick.

He walks back from throwing away the condom and collapses beside me. “I don’t know, but wow. You’re a fucking animal.”

“Eh, I don’t know about that. You did most of the work.”

He rolls over and starts kissing my shoulder. “You’re just too sexy for your own good.”

“Mister, if you keep doing that, we are going to end up mauling each other all over again.”

He laughs. “I see no problem with that.”

I turn my body so that I’m facing him. “Before that, I need to say something.”

“Okay, I’m all ears, beautiful.”

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