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He shifted, moving his jeans down just enough. I curled my palm around his cock. It was warm, the skin velvety soft. I swiped over the drop of precum rolling out the top, lifting my thumb to lick it. His eyes darkened. Abruptly, he moved. “Condom.”

I hadn’t been thinking, not even barely. When he moved again, I savored the way the underside of his cock slid against my slippery, swollen clit, sending sharp streaks of pleasure through me.

Another moment later, he was rolling a condom on, protecting us both.

I rose up as he asked, “Are you sure?”

“Please,” I responded.

I felt his crown pressing at my entrance, followed by the slow glide of him filling me. He was thick and long, and I was tight. It created the subtlest burn. I sank down slowly, shimmying my hips.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered.

I would’ve done anything Jack asked me at this point. I dragged them open. I found his gaze waiting, hot and dark. I was restless. I shifted my hips slightly, but his palm curled on my hip to stop me. “Wait.”

“What for?” I was pushy and impatient.

“Just a minute.”

He lifted a hand, trailing his fingertips along my jawline. Goose bumps rose on my neck as his touch trailed down, teasing over my breasts and belly. I felt the press of his fingertips on my hips.

“Now,” he said when his hips rocked up.

Chapter Seventeen

Jack

I dragged my eyes open, drawing in a deep breath and scrambling to maintain control. With McKenna clenching around me, I was awash in deeply intense pleasure.

“McKenna,” I rasped.

Her lashes lifted. In the light cast from the kitchen, we stared at each other. Her entire body trembled. Her skin was silky and damp. Keeping one hand on her hip, I slid the other palm up her back, levering her forward just slightly.

I felt the soft give of her breasts against my chest, the tight points of her nipples. She smelled sweet with a salty hint. I dipped my head, breathing her in as I pressed lingering kisses along the side of her neck. I savored the way she shivered slightly and arched into me.

I relished every second of touching her, every subtle motion. Yet I was buying a little time, just enough to keep myself from pounding into her and finding my release in a blazing hot second.

She rocked her hips a little, and I lifted my head, watching her face. She bit her bottom lip, and that was it. What little control I had snapped. I grabbed her hips, nudging into her deeper and deeper. She was slick and clenching around me, and my release was already threatening. My balls drew tight, and it felt as if an electric fire flickered at the base of my spine.

McKenna’s teeth sank more deeply into her bottom lip as she rose up and sank down again. She was tight, so very tight around me. Once again, I had to reach deep for something, anything, to keep me from losing control before she did.

I leaned forward incrementally, bringing my mouth to hers in a messy kiss, nudging deeper with each rise and fall of her hips. I felt her begin to quicken again, her muscles tightening and her breath becoming shorter. Leaning back, I reached between us, bringing my fingers to where we were joined and circling them over her slippery, swollen clit.

I watched as her eyes fell closed, and she cried out sharply. Only then did I let go, my release cracking like lightning, hot and fierce. My mind blanked as the force of it surged through me.

We shuddered together, and I curled my arms around her to anchor myself, to hold her close as I gradually relaxed after the intense release.

Several moments later, she took a shaky breath, and I slowly loosened my arms as I leaned back into the couch. “McKenna,” I whispered.

She opened her eyes. We studied each other for a moment before she shocked me. “Just so you know, technically, I was a virgin.”

Chapter Eighteen

McKenna

…technically, I was a virgin.

Jack’s expression shifted from relaxed to something neutral to shocked before his eyes narrowed. “What?”

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