Page 68 of Going All In

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” he said, lifting his hips to meet her as she moved slowly up and down his cock.

She clenched her muscles with every upward drag, feeling stretched and full and blissed out.

She arched her back, finding the exquisite friction as he rocked his hips against her. Their movements were chaotic until they found the perfect rhythm of her meeting his every thrust, his cock brushing against that spot that would make her see stars.

“Touch yourself,” he said, his voice rough as she met his gaze. His pupils were blown, only a narrow ring of blue visible.

She moved her hand to her clit, but he pushed it away. “That’s mine,” he growled, and she was surprised she didn’t orgasm on the spot.

Good god, that was hotter than it should be.

She cupped her breasts, scraping one thumbnail over her nipple, and shuddered from the sensation of her own touch and his thumb pressing tight circles on her clit.

Pure heat built in her belly, desire shooting to all points in her body. She held herself tight as she moved up and down his cock and tried to hold out longer.

He pressed harder on her clit, the circles almost frantic as he pumped his hips, and drove her insane. He had to be close.

“That feels so good. Oh yes,” she moaned, her body jerking out of rhythm as she chased her orgasm. “Oh yes. Harder. Jake. Harder.”

Then she exploded with a shout, her orgasm rocking through her, obliterating everything except for the pure pleasure that coursed through her as he continued to pump into her.

She fell forward, smashing her breasts to his chest, unable to hold herself upright as the intensity rocked through her. Fucking hell, it’d never been that good before.

She should’ve known. Part of her had hoped he was a dud.

She couldn’t even snort right now, but if she could, she would in disbelief of that ridiculous thought.

“Sorry, I don’t think I can move,” she finally said, and he hummed against her shoulder as he slowly pumped in and out of her tingling body.

He trailed one hand down her spine, and she shuddered, every touch amplified as she came down from ecstasy.

He rolled them, keeping them joined until he was on top, his languid thrusts speeding him. He leaned back and all she could do was stare at his perfect body. It was really unfair, but she planned to enjoy it to the fullest.

She ran her hands up his chest, scraping her nails across his nipples and thrilling when he shuddered under her touch.

“Yes, Darcy,” he groaned over her, thrusting in and out of her, her core clenching around his cock.

He leaned over her, sealing his lips to hers in a hard kiss as he pumped into her.

Then with a muffled shout against her mouth, he came, shudders wracking through both of them.

His arms gave out and he collapsed on top of her, his weight welcomed, and she wrapped her arms around his back, feeling every harsh breath against the bend of her neck. It tickled the soft hairs and sent desire to all points of her still recovering body.

“We should do this again,” she said softly, and he chuckled.

“I might need a minute. I think you destroyed me,” he rasped out.

“You started it,” she murmured, stroking his hair, the strands slipping through her fingers.

She could definitely get used to this. They were dating, after all. So why not enjoy all the perks?

It would probably come back to bite her in the ass, but at this moment, she didn’t have the energy to care.

The following morning,Jake looked at the stunning beauty sleeping next to him. He’d half-expected her to bail in the middle of the night, but she was still here, softly snoring at his side, one leg draped over his thigh and dangerously close to brushing against his hardening cock. Her hair fanned over his chest, and she’d somehow managed to nudge him to the edge of the bed as she’d spread out like she owned the place.

It should’ve been annoying, but it was adorable. And surprisingly not unwelcome. He could count the number of women who’d slept in this bed on one hand—on one finger, after last night. It was easier to walk away if your random hookup wasn’t in your bed. But he’d wanted Darcy in his bed—in his actual bed.

She shifted against him, this time nudging her leg against his cock. He knew the exact moment that she realized she wasn’t in bed by herself. She lifted her head slowly, pushing her hair aside.

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