Page 44 of Her Filthy Mistake

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Jesus. Please don’t fucking stop.” My voice is raspy as stars shoot behind my eyes. Nothing has ever felt like this. What is he doing to me? Before I wobble to the ground, he stands, spins me around, and claims my mouth. The taste of my sex on his tongue sends another wave of desire down my thighs.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Jace

Once the door snaps shut, I cup her cheeks. “I want to make this work between us. I don’t want everything to end when we go home, but how that works out, I don’t know right now.”

“I know.” Her eyes are serious as she meets my gaze. “I don’t want this to be a vacation fling where we only get together during family holidays.”

One corner of his mouth arches upward. “Although, sneaking around is kind of fun.”

She smacks my upper arm. “I don’t want to be your filthy mistake or your dirty secret.”

“Well, you’re definitely a filthy, dirty temptress.” I spin her around and press her into the door. Her nostrils flare with renewed desire. “And for the next five days, you’re going to remain my secret lover.”

“Yeah?” She arches her eyebrows and runs her hands along my sides and then down my abs. “I kind of like the sound of that now that you mention it.”

“Do you?” I kiss along her jawline to the tiny space below her ear.

“Yes.” Her voice is husky as she leans into my touch. “I do.”

Her hand cups my erection as she leisurely strokes me from aching balls to the tip. In seconds, she has me seeing stars. “I kind of like that we’re the only two people here that know I’m going to take this hard cock deep in my mouth and get it all wet and pulsating and only stop when your thighs are quaking.”

She slowly unfastens the string to my swim trunks and exposes my cock. As she admires my engorged member, she hums and twirls her fingertip along the seam, gathering the pre-cum and swirling it on the tip. “I wonder how good you taste?”

“Zoe,” I growl, but she ignores me.

“Let’s find out.” She grins and flicks her tongue over her finger. “Perfect.”

“Zoe, you’d better get to the point, or I’m going to spin you around and jam my dick into you so hard you’re not going to be able to sit down for a week.”

She laughs as she drops to her knees. The sight of her gorgeous face looking up at me is nearly my undoing. I don’t want to wait. I already waited on the beach. Now I’m aching to claim her. To brand her to me. To ensure that when we leave this place, she never forgets me. I need that more than my next breath.

“That’s not a very original statement by a songwriter.”

“Too bad.” I grip the back of her head, tugging on her hair as my tenuous grip on my control snaps. “All my blood is in my dick which makes it impossible to wax poetically for you. Give me 30 minutes to recover, and I’ll write you a song.”

“Good.” Her eyes glow as she rises higher on her knees and takes me deep into her mouth with no foreplay. And fuck if that isn’t hot. Her mouth closes over me as she uses one hand to grip my ass and the other to cup my aching balls.

With one touch, they tighten close to my body, signaling that little provocation will be needed before I’m spilling my semen down her throat. I inhale and grit my teeth. I don’t want that. I want to be buried deep inside of her, giving her all the pleasure she can stand. Because I already know I’m not forgetting her when I board the plane. She’s forever written in my heart.

Her movements become frantic as she uses both her hands and mouth to drive me wild. Twisting and cupping. Touching all of me at once until the intensity has my chest heaving and my legs shaking.

“Stop!” I yank my dick from her mouth, causing spit to drip down her chin. I’m going to fucking lose it. Her pouty lips and lust-filled eyes make me want to drop to my knees and thank God for this woman. But I’m not sure, with her lips swollen from sucking me off, that this is the right time to get down on my knees in prayer.

“What?” She swipes her chin and leers up at me. “Can’t take the pressure?”

“No.” I lift her from the ground, yank the strings of her bikini, spin her around and part her ass cheeks. “Maybe I should take this hole for teasing me.”

“Umm…. I’m not so sure I’m ready for that.” The muscles of her back tighten as if she’s bracing for my entrance.

“No?” I swipe her seam, gathering her desire until my fingers are coated, and twirl around the hard rim of her forbidden hole. When she’s properly lubricated, I slide my thumb into her and bite down on her neck.

She gasps and shoves her ass toward me as if she’s in shock that it feels good. “How’s that, darlin’?”

“Good.”

“I like to hear that.” I lick her neck and suck on her earlobe as I continue loosening her up. Her hands claw at the door as she whimpers and drives her body toward me. “Who knew this sweet peach would be so greedy. You’re practically fucking me; you’re enjoying it so much.”

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