Page 15 of Jaded Soul

“I want this. I want you,” I whisper, turning my head to meet his gaze. “Please?”

Jett growls, and the next thing I know, he's sweeping me into his arms and carrying me toward his bedroom, bridal style. I giggle at his eagerness and then gasp when he tosses me onto his bed, falling on top of me and kissing me breathless again.

“Need you naked, angel. Need to see all of you. Every single inch.” He sounds like he’s in pain.

Jett is not the kind of man to beg for anything, but I hear the raw hunger in his voice. Knowing he wants me that much makes me feel unbelievably sexy and powerful.

I push him off me, giving him what I hope is another sexy, teasing smile. It must work because his eyes turn dark and stormy the moment he realizes this is going to happen, that I want him as much as he wants me.

I start unbuttoning my blouse, but Jett stops me. I give him a questioning look, but he kisses the tip of my nose and unbuttons my shirt for me. He continues to undress me slowly, taking off my bra and pants, and scattering sweet kisses along my skin as he goes.

When I’m fully naked before him, Jett stands back and looks me over from head to toe. I can’t believe this sculpted Greek god of a man finds my curves attractive, but looking at him now, there’s no doubt he likes what he sees. His jaw tenses, his nostrils flare, and his hands clench into fists at his sides. The already impressive bulge in his pants swells even bigger, making me lick my lips.

“Jesus Christ, you’re even better than I imagined. Get on the bed, angel, and spread your legs.”

I don’t hesitate to follow his command. Once I’m spread out for him on the bed, he stands in front of me and stares right between my legs. I should be shy or embarrassed, but the way he’s looking at me banishes every single thought except that one word.More.

He wipes a hand down his face and shakes his head as if pulling himself from a trance. Slowly, Jett peels off his shirt, revealing his hard, delicious muscles. I can't wait to feel them pressed against my chest while he slides in and out of me.

My dirty thoughts have more wetness leaking from me. It drips down my slit and tickles my back entrance, making me shiver. Jett practically snarls, his eyes locked onto my core. He makes quick work of the rest of his clothes and strokes his massive cock.

“I don’t even know where to begin,” he says more to himself than to me.

His confession makes me bold. I slide my hand down my torso and dip my fingers into my pussy, rubbing my clit and then spreading myself open for him. “How about right here?”

“Fuck,” he groans, falling to his knees and dragging my ass to the edge of the bed.

Jett bats my hand away and buries his face between my thighs, sucking on my folds and making me cry out.?He has me so on edge from undressing me that my orgasm slams into me as soon as he makes contact. I twist beneath him on the bed, but he tightens his hold on my thighs, pinning me in place while he laps up my release.

“Again,” he says into my throbbing cunt, licking me up and down, over and over, keeping me right on the edge and then throwing me over into another orgasm.

He places sloppy, open-mouthed kisses up my stomach and between my breasts while I float back down to earth. When he kisses me, I taste myself on him and moan, deepening our kiss until he pulls back and gasps for air.

“Ready, love?” he asks, rubbing his hard cock up and down my slit.

“Yes,” I breathe, nodding.

“Do you trust me?"

“With all my heart.” I don’t hesitate to answer.

“Good. That’s good. It’s going to hurt, but I promise I’ll make it so good you’ll forget all about the pain in a second.” He presses his thickness inside me, just a little bit, stretching me wide open. “Relax, Rowan. Let me in,” he murmurs, kissing me deeply as he thrusts all the way inside.

There’s a moment of pressure. A slight pinch. A split second of pain. And then he’s inside me, stretching and filling me so perfectly. I cling to him as he holds himself still.

“I’ve got you, angel. I’m right here.”

“Jett, please,” I whimper.

He grunts, shaking with the effort of not moving. “It’ll pass soon, beautiful.”

“No, that's not…” I wiggle my hips, causing him to go even deeper. “Yes!” I gasp. “Please, I need you to move.”

Instead of answering, Jett hisses out a breath and angles his hips before backing off and slowly entering me again. His thick cock slides against the walls of my pussy in shallow, controlled thrusts. But that’s not what I want.

“More, Jett, I need more.”

Jett pulls almost all the way out and stares between us where the evidence of my virginity is smeared on his cock. We both groan at the sight. I had no idea how hot it would be.

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