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"Kayla," he whispered, his voice filled with a sweet urgency, "I need to touch you everywhere."

The raw desire in his words sent shivers of anticipation racing down my spine. With a sultry smile, I nodded, granting him the permission he sought.

Jake gently guided me toward the bed, his hands never leaving my body. The moment I lay down, he covered me with his powerful frame, his lips trailing kisses down my throat, over my collarbone, and lower, igniting my skin with each caress. I gasped and writhed beneath him, overwhelmed by the heady mix of pleasure and longing.

My body thrummed with hunger as Jake continued his passionate exploration. He kissed his way down my torso, leaving a trail of scorching fire, and his lips traced the contours of my abdomen with a teasing tenderness that made me writhe with desire. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his heated gaze, a silent plea for more dancing between us.

His mouth traveled lower, down my thigh, and the wet heat of his breath sent shivers coursing through me. I gasped as he moved between my legs, his lips parting the soft, sensitive flesh that ached for his touch. The sensation was electrifying, and I let out a soft, needy moan.

"God, Kayla," he whispered, his voice heavy with desire. "I need to taste you."

I could only manage a fervent nod in response. With a delicious slowness, Jake lowered his head, his tongue trailing a path along my inner thigh. The anticipation was exquisite torture, and I trembled as I waited for his mouth to reach my throbbing center.

When his tongue finally met my most sensitive spot, I cried out, my body convulsing with pleasure. The wet, velvety warmth of his mouth sent waves of bliss crashing over me, and I clutched the sheets, desperate for more.

Jake's mouth and tongue moved with a relentless determination, his fingers gripping my thighs with a firm, possessive touch. He was in control, guiding me to the brink of ecstasy, and I surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure he bestowed upon me.

"Jake, please," I whimpered, my voice thick with desire. "Don't stop."

He responded by increasing the intensity of his ministrations, his tongue expertly dancing over my swollen clit. I arched my back and moaned as I reached the precipice of climax, the intensity building with each electrifying touch.

With a final, skilled flick of his tongue, Jake pushed me over the edge, and I screamed his name as pleasure crashed over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy. My body convulsed with the force of it, and I clung to him, my heart racing and my breath ragged.

As I slowly came back down from the dizzying heights of pleasure, Jake crawled up my body, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I could taste the intoxicating mix of us on his tongue, and the intensity of our connection left me breathless.

I clung to him, my fingers tracing the contours of his back, feeling the play of taut muscles beneath my touch.

"Jake," I whispered, my voice laden with need. "I want to taste you too."

He locked eyes with me, his desire mirroring my own, and without a word, he shifted to give me better access. His arousal stood proud and eager, the sight of him leaving me breathless with anticipation.

I took him into my hand, feeling the heat and hardness of his cock against my palm. With a delicate touch, I traced my fingers along his length, eliciting a guttural moan from Jake. His breath quickened as I continued to explore him, my fingers dancing with a gentle but firm grip.

"Fuck, Kayla," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "You feel so good."

I leaned in, capturing the tip of his cock with my lips, and he gasped in pleasure. The sensation was electrifying, and I reveled in the feeling of him hardening further within my mouth. I couldn’t imagine having given this moment, this first, to anyone else. I closed my lips around him, moving with a sensual rhythm that left us both craving more.

Chapter Twenty

JAKE

Her mouth enveloped me, and I moaned. I straddled her chest, my heart pounding with desire and love. The connection we shared was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I knew I loved her, had known it all along, even when we were supposed to keep things professional. But it was too soon to say it out loud. I just hoped she could see it in my eyes.

She looked up at me, her gaze filled with desire, and I couldn't think of anything more beautiful. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, it was just us, lost in the intensity of our connection. It was more than physical; it was emotional and profound.

I gasped as she continued, her mouth working wonders, her lips and tongue driving me to the brink of ecstasy. The feeling was so overwhelming, and all I could think about was her and how much she meant to me.

My fingers found their way into her hair, gently guiding her, and I whispered her name, my voice laced with need. "God, you're incredible."

She increased her pace, her movements deliberate and passionate. It was like she knew exactly what I needed, and it was driving me insane with pleasure. I watched her, captivated by the sight of her taking me in, her eyes locked on mine.

I could feel the tension building within me, and I knew I was getting close. My hips moved in rhythm with her, and I could hardly contain myself. I wanted to give her all of me, to let her know how much she meant to me, but I also didn't want this incredible moment to end.

I pulled away, my desire for her evident in my eyes, but I needed something more. "Baby," I panted, "I don't want to finish that way."

She nodded, understanding my need to be closer, to be more connected, and straddled my hip. Slowly, she guided me inside her.

We moved together, slowly, passionately, and I kissed her with all the love I couldn't put into words. Our movements were deliberate, as if time stood still, allowing us to savor every moment.

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