Page 15 of Caged Heat

“You’re beautiful,” I whispered in awe.

“That’s my line, speed racer,” he teased, pulling me closer to him as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me again.

Each time Jackson’s lips touched mine, it felt like time stopped, and I had become someone else. Instead of the forty-year-old, widowed, single mom, I transformed into a young coed, recently graduated and ready to tackle the world. Jackson made me feel younger in the best ways, making everything feel new and exciting. Nothing felt impossible with him, and I’d only known him for a few hours. It was heady and scary, but I couldn’t make myself care about that as he kissed me.

His fingers unsnapped my bra, and my breasts spilled out as he slipped it off my shoulders. I held my breath, waiting for him to realize my boobs weren’t like the girls his age. It had been a long time since my boobs had been perky without the assistance of a good bra. And while they’d grown with motherhood, they’d never had that youthful buoyancy again after a year of breastfeeding.

The videos warning teens away from premarital sex should really focus on that instead of just telling kids not to do it. Show the aftereffects of birth on the body, and I guarantee most teen girls would’ve waited a little longer—their vanity was more important. That shit wasn’t for the faint of heart.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any better, you had to go and have the most gorgeous tits.”

I glanced down, wondering if they’d somehow changed since this morning. But nope. The same droopy bags of flesh were still attached to my body, just as they’d been when I’d gotten dressed.

Before I could say anything, Jackson leaned forward and cupped my breast as he wrapped his tongue around my nipple, hardening it with his touch. My head fell back as tingles of pleasure erupted through me, never having experienced anything like it before.

“Oh, oh,” I whimpered, my hands gripped onto him to keep myself from falling over. He chuckled against me, smiling as he nipped the tip slightly with his teeth. Moving down, he kissed all around my breasts, giving them ample attention before pushing me back onto the bed.

Watching him as he hovered over me, my eyes tracked his fingers as he unsnapped his pants and shucked them down his legs. A pair of short, tight black boxer briefs clung to his muscular thighs. A tattoo peeked out from the hem on one leg, but before I could investigate it more, Jackson pushed his boxers down and freed his cock.

My eyes bulged as it appeared. I’d never seen a cock so huge before. It hung hard and heavy against his leg; the tip leaking as he stroked his long length.

“Watching you devour my cock with your eyes is sexy as hell, Ella. I’m glad I seem to affect you the same as you do me.”

I nodded, no words coming, as I watched him move closer and toss something onto the end of the bed before he crawled up to me. His lips traveled over my body as he did exactly as he said, mapping it out with his mouth and tongue. By the time he landed at my pussy, my panties were drenched, the wet material clinging to me.

Jackson ran his nose up my inner thigh, purring as he took in my arousal. “I keep thinking I’m dreaming or in some weird VR experiment because there’s no way you’re this perfect and real. But then I look up and know there’s not any dream or game where I could ever envision anyone as beautiful as you, Ella. Everything about you, from how you sound as I kiss you, respond as I touch you, and smell as I turn you on, is perfection.”

He groaned as he pulled off my panties and took in my dripping wet cunt. His fingertips flexed on my thighs where he held me spread open for him. I’d never been this exposed before, but it didn’t feel awkward as Jackson devoured me with just his eyes.

“I’m going to be ruined for anyone else.” His finger swept through my center, grazing my clit as he coated his finger in my wetness. When he lowered his mouth, I tried to stop him, never having anyone go down on me. But before I could, his mouth latched onto my clit as he sucked and licked. If I thought his mouth was magical as he kissed me, it was nothing compared to the sparks that flew as he showed me how talented he truly was.

The pressure that had been building from the first moment he kissed me spread out, expanding through every inch of my body as it grew even more. And then, like a balloon, it burst as pleasure wracked my body. My muscles tensed and convulsed as my pussy walls clenched around nothing and my body exploded into a million fireworks. A gushing sensation flooded me in response, my body feeling weightless as the most powerful orgasm I’d ever felt rolled through me.

When I finally returned to my body, my chest heaved as I tried to take in big lungfuls of air. A buzzing feeling coursed through my limbs, and I felt weightless. Jackson lifted his head, the biggest smirk I’d ever seen on his face as he licked his drenched and shiny chin.

“Holy fuck, Ella. That was hot.”

“What happened?” I asked, trying to still catch my breath.

He quirked an eyebrow as understanding flashed in his eyes. “You drenched my face, baby. That was the most beautiful orgasm I’ve ever witnessed.”

I blinked, my body twitching as an uncomfortable tightness settled into my belly. I whimpered as my walls clenched around emptiness again. I needed something more.

“Please,” I begged, not even knowing what I was asking.

Jackson nodded, thrusting his fingers into my pussy in the next second, my back arching off the bed as he filled me. My eyes rolled back, and I clutched the bedsheets as some of the tension eased as he pumped in and out of me. But it wasn’t enough. It barely touched the surface of what I needed.

“More,” I pleaded, lifting my hips as I sought him.

“You sure?” he asked.

“Yes!” I exclaimed, remembering what he’d said earlier. “Please, Jackson. I. Need. You.”

A crinkling sound was the only thing I heard before he lifted my hips and notched his tip at my entrance. If I hadn’t been in such desperate need, I might’ve freaked out about the fact I was about to have sex with a new person, but I wasn’t. I just knew I needed him more than I’d ever needed anyone.

My body trembled with desire as I waited, my hands tightening in the sheets. Meeting his eyes, I watched as he pushed forward and sheathed himself in me. Both of us moaned out in relief, my pussy walls fluttering around him as he filled me fuller than ever. Jackson took a second to adjust before he pulled back, slamming back into me.

It was exactly what I needed as he hit me deeper with each thrust, filling me as he stretched my walls.

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