Page 28 of Jagger

Any other woman would’ve stood there awkwardly, but Vida shines. Unashamed in her skin, she gives me a once-over that screams “you’re overdressed.”

Neither one of us speaks as I strip, tossing my clothes aside. Lip caught between her teeth, she watches with greedy eyes.

Drinks me in to the point I’ve never felt more fucking exposed and yet, somehow, so powerful too.

On top of the goddamn world.

I’m on fire for this woman, and I want her to burn for me too.

Rushing her, I scoop her up in my arms and all but slam the door to my room. Our lips crash frantically, a chaotic blend of teeth and hungered tongues as I walk us over to my bed.

A bed no woman has ever been in because I haven’t allowed it.

Not even Calla.

But Vida’s different. I want her here, in my bed, my home, my life.

The mattress dips under our weight. Looming over her, seeing her beneath me rather than on top of me like the club seals the deal.

“What are you doing,” Vida whispers as I placing soft, wet kisses anywhere within reach.

“Showing you why letting this fizzle out isn’t an option,” I growl, sinking into her heat so fucking effortlessly, I almost bust my load on the spot.

It’s the first time I take her raw, and there’s no going back now.

She feels impossible more amazing, tighter, wetter.

Like her pussy was made for me.

Threading our fingers together, I raise her arms above her head, driving into her unhurriedly with deep, precise strokes. Those little mewls and moans going off in my ear make it damn near impossible to last as long as I want to. She just sounds so fucking sexy, panting my name, begging for more, her cunt squeezing my dick like a vise.

“Still thinking about letting this go?” I ask as her legs lock around my waist.

“No,” she breathes.

“What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.”

“No…”

“You sure?” I hedge, nipping the curve of her neck.

“Yes, God, yes—I’m sure,” she moans, back arching off the bed.

The way she looks right now…

Mouth slack.

Tits bouncing.

Every inch of her body exposed for me.

Fuck.

“No take backs, Vida; I’m serious. You’re mine,”I grate, increasing the pace.

She nods mindlessly. “Yours, all yours.”

Done. I’m done. Her admission sets me off like a ticking time bomb.

Faster.

Deeper.

I dig into her, maul at her lips like a man starved.

Each stroke amplifies the intensity of her moans. Eyes hitting the back of her head, she brings a hand to her mouth and bites down on two fingers in attempt to quell herself. Despite the fact Mila could wake up, I keep on, racing us both to the finish line because we’re right fucking there.

“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come!” she hisses, trembling legs another warning in itself.

And as soon as her cunt literally suffocates my dick, I throw my head back in ecstasy and spurt my release deep inside her, pounding her into the mattress until I collapse on top of her in a sweaty, breathless mess.

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