Page 66 of Dangerous Pursuit

“No,” I whisper, barely able to breathe at this point.

He closes the distance, backing me against the desk, and places his hand at my throat, extracting a whimper. “Good. Because there’s nothing funny about the way I plan to fuck you until you’re begging me to stop. Is that what you want?” His hips are angled perfectly, his bulge pressing hard on my clit, driving my desire through the roof.

“Yes,” I pant.

“I knew you were my dirty little girl, Mia. Let’s see how messy we can make you.” He moves his hand from the front of my throat to the back, bringing me in for a sensual kiss that doesn’t last long enough before leading me toward the king-size bed.

I’m so aroused I can’t think straight. I want him naked. When we stop, my fingers immediately start undoing his buttons, not giving him a chance to make the first move. Removing his shirt, my hands roam his chiseled chest while he remains still, giving me plenty of time to explore. Leaning forward, I lick his nipple, tasting the saltiness before flicking my tongue over it to see his reaction. He doesn’t disappoint, hissing through his teeth and grabbing my hair for more.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he groans.

My halter is untied at the same time I go for his pants, both of us eager to get the other undressed. But before I can push them down, he wins the battle as the top of my dress falls, and he fervently attacks my chest. A minute later, he’s picking me up like a baby and tossing me onto the bed. Standing there with hisbare chest and that sexy V showing from his open jeans makes my mouth water, almost enough to beg for him to take me. Instead, I simply stare, biting my bottom lip in desire.

“So we’re clear, I’m going to fuck you until morning comes or you can’t take anymore, whichever comes first, Mia. But to do that, we need to go over the basics.”

“Jackson. I know the basics.” I roll my eyes.

He climbs up and crawls over, straddling me on his hands and knees. “Oh you do, do you?” He dips down to bite my nipple, making me squeal. “How about birth control? Are you on it?”

Ohhhh… those basics.“Yes. I got the shot right after making my online dating profile.”

He immediately pops his head up and glares at me. “You were looking for someone to fuck?”

I’m afraid to answer but manage to squeak, “Maybe.”

“Your ass deserves to be spanked so hard right now.”

“O-Okay.” I’m clenching at the thought of it.

He hangs his head in exasperation and shakes it. “You have seriously ruined me for anyone else. You know that, right?” I can’t stop the smile that appears.

Lowering his body so it’s flush with mine, he takes my mouth passionately. I start undulating beneath him, needing friction. His jeans are still on, along with my dress on the lower half of me, but that doesn’t stop him from snaking his hand underneath to grab my bare ass. In seconds, we’re both panting, ready for more.

Pulling back, breathless, he continues. “Next issue. Since you’ve never had sex, I’m assuming you’re free of STDs?” I nod. “I haven’t been with anyone in weeks, and I’ve tested clear since. I don’t normally skip condoms, but going bare in your tight little pussy would make me the happiest man alive. But I’ll still be the happiest man alive with a wrapper on, so I’m leaving it up to you.”

“I know we’re supposed to, but I don’t want to use one.” It was drilled into us in school:never have unprotected sex. But if we know we’re both safe, then what’s the problem?

“We decide what we’re supposed to do, Mia, but are you 100 percent sure? Because that’s all that matters.”

“I’m sure. Can we stop talking now?” I say with a smirk.

“You’re so fucking impatient.”

“Seriously? All I’vebeenis patient. I’m sick of—”

I’m cut off as he slaps his hand over my mouth. “You wanted to stop talking. Remember that,” he tells me firmly as he leaves his hand in place and dives down to my breast, squeezing it hard while flicking the nipple with his tongue. I buck underneath him, squealing into his hand.

“Are you ready to be a good little girl and keep your mouth shut while I get you ready for me, or do you need your panties stuffed inside that sassy mouth again? Hm?”

He keeps his mouth on my chest while he slips his hand under my dress. His fingers push aside my panties to the surprise waiting there.

“Fuck me. Is it my imagination or are you lacking something you weren’t last time?” He’s referring to my prep work this morning, and the excitement on his face is evident.

“Goddam, Mia, I can’t wait to get my eyes on you. But first…” He shoves his fingers inside, and I jerk my hips as I scream into his palm.

“You’re so fucking wet. Your pussy’s begging for it.” He plunges them in and out of me, fucking me with his hand. It feels so good, but I need more.

“You’ve had two fingers, sweetheart, but I’ll hurt this sweet pussy if I don’t stretch you some more. Are you ready for it?”

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