Page 102 of Burn With Me

Jackson

Ginny laughs softly as I push her against the wall of the elevator. “We could have had sex so many times by now. In the bathroom at the party, in the car on the way here, you could push that little red emergency button so we can do itnow,” she lilts as I pull the top of her dress down and graze my teeth across her nipple.

She rubs the length of my cock through my pants as I press my hips into her hand. Desperate to empty myself inside her. “Don’t think the thought didn’t cross my mind.”

Kissing my way up her chest, I nip at her neck softly, just the way she likes it. Dragging her skirt up her thighs, I cup them and lift her until her legs are wrapped around my waist just as the elevator reaches my floor.

She sucks my lower lip into her mouth and bites down on it as I carry her through my penthouse and up the stairs. It pulls a moan from my throat when she adds more pressure, and the need to feel her skin against me is primal.

Over the last week, we’ve experimented with how to proceed with our sexual encounters. Anything Ginny does to me, I can do to her. It’s an easy way of her letting me know just how rough I can be without me overstepping any boundaries and her having to tell me to stop something.

Though she knows if anything goes too far, shehasto use her words to stop me.

Her hands move to the button of my pants as I set her down in my bedroom. While she’s working on getting me out of them, I reach around and unzip her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a heap of satin, before I shrug out of my jacket and rip my dress shirt over my head.

Ginny’s mouth is like fire against my skin. Moving down my chest and over my abs as she lowers herself to her knees, looking up at me before she takes my cock in her mouth. “Fuck, baby, just like that. I know I say it every time, but you’re so fucking pretty on your knees.”

She smiles around my length, bobbing her head and twisting what she can’t fit in her mouth in her hand while the other massages my balls. With every drag of her mouth, her teeth lightly graze me while she sucks as hard as she can.

I’m convinced I’ve permanently bruised the roof of her mouth, and that’s a fact I’m most proud of.

Searing heat soars through me as my balls tense, and I pull her up quickly. “I’ll wreck that pretty mouth of yours later. Right now, I need to fuck you. Get on the bed and show me how wet your pussy is.”

“I’m fucking drenched,” she moans as she crawls on the bed backward and spreads her legs to show me that it’s the truth. Her hand drifts down her naked body, where she begins to rub her clit, while she squeezes her breast with the other. “Hurry up, Jackson. I need you.”

Shaking myself from my lust-induced stupor, I quickly grab a condom and put it on before crawling over her on the bed. She bends one knee as I position myself at her entrance and push in swiftly, her hands grabbing my shoulders as her head tilts back, and she lets out a hoarse cry.

“Fuck, yes!”

I groan and drop my head into the crook of her shoulder as my hips snap into hers. My thrusts are sharp and deep, her nails digging into my skin as she lets out a high-pitchedsqueal. Every part of my body feels like it’s being bathed in a scorching blaze. Like she’s lit a match to ignite the flame, and we’re creating the firestorm I’ve imagined since the first time I saw her.

Sweat starts to glimmer on her skin, a light sheen that melts with my own as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down for a deep kiss. The noises she makes against my mouth have my dick twitching, so I pull back abruptly, not ready for this to end.

“What are you doing?” she whines as I get off the bed and pull her by her legs to the edge.

“Trying something new,” I tell her as I pull her legs straight in the air and over one shoulder.

She watches me curiously as I push into her again and look down, watching where I disappear into her. I’ve barely pumped into her three times before her body starts to shake, and I snap my eyes back up to see her trying not to laugh.

Freezing, I stare down at her incredulously. “Are yougiggling?”

She slaps her hand over her mouth to stifle the sound before slowly stretching out her body. “I’m sorry.” Her legs twitch over my shoulder. “It’s just…do most women actuallylikethis position?”

Unbelievable.

Grabbing her legs in my hands, I bring one on the other side of me and pull her closer, my cock bottoming out as her hips hitch over my thighs. She sucks in a sharp breath, teeth biting into her palm as her eyes roll back in her head. A moan escapes her puffy pink lips as I lean over her, grabbing her breasts as I start to thrust.

She makes an unintelligible sound accompanied by a hoarse, “Oh…fuck.”

“I’m not particularly fond of you laughing at me in bed, Ginny.” My hips move sharply. Dragging slowly out from between her tight walls, only to slam back with such force, the bed groans beneath us.

I pause to haul her up to the pillows before resuming my pace. A smile curls her lips up as she wraps her arms around my neck to pull me closer.

“ButI’mfond of the punishment you give me when I do,” she says.

Little devil.

She kisses me, sucking my bottom lip harshly before pulling it between her teeth. Biting her back, I pick up the pace, eliciting another high-pitched squeal from her mouth. If she were any other woman, the noise would be a total turn-off.

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