Page 25 of Jack's Devotion

"And the rest of you?" He shakes his head, staring in awe. "Goddamn."

"Jack."

"Where should I start?"

"Anywhere," I cry. "Everywhere."

He falls forward, catching himself on his elbows at the last minute. "What about right here?" he breathes, turning his head to pull one nipple into his mouth.

I shout his name, my back bowing from the bed. "Yes, yes, there," I babble as he rakes the hard bud through his teeth, sending lava directly into my veins.

He pinches the other, rolling and teasing.

I pull his hair in response, which he really seems to like. At least judging from the way he bites me.

His hands rake down my sides, exploring my body in a way that's brand new and incendiary. He touches me like he knows exactly how to make me squirm, exactly how to make me whimper. This man is…Lord, he's going to change my whole damn world.

"I love the way you squirm and whimper when you want more, Madison," he murmurs, kissing his way down my belly. He lavishes attention on it, not like a man trying to placate me, but like one who can't get enough of it. I think he might be obsessed with my body. Not in a fetish type of way. But in a because-it's-me type of way.

He grips me tight, nuzzling and kissing. Growling and muttering. It's the sexiest thing, like he's talking to my body, heaping praise on it.

"Look how fucking sexy," he breathes. "Goddamn, this is all mine. Can't believe it." His tongue swirls around my belly button before he leaves a red mark right beside it. "All mine."

"Jack." I'm a puddle of need beneath him, wetter than I've ever been. More turned on than should be humanly possible.

He kisses lower, spreading my legs wide.

"Ah, baby, baby," he practically whimpers. "Look at it. Just fucking look."

He's killing me.

"You're so wet for me. So pink and swollen." He runs his nose up the juncture of my thigh, spreading my lips with two fingers. "That little clit is just begging for me, Madison. So is that tasty little hole. It's fucking dripping." He grinds his hips against the bed. "Goddammit. I want to eat and fuck it at the same time."

He hasn't even touched my pussy, and I think I might come. Is it possible for a voice to do that to you? The evidence points to yes.

"Please, Jack."

"Please, what, baby? Tell me what you want."

Maybe this is the part where I'm supposed to clam up and get shy and refuse to use my voice. But…I stopped being that girl seven years ago. This version of me? She speaks up. She advocates. She knows what she wants. And right now, she really, really wants this man all over her.

"Please, eat me," I beg. "I need it."

"Say the words, Madison," he growls. "I want to hear that sweet little voice begging me to eat your cunt. Tell me that you want to come all over my face."

"M-make me come all over your face, Jack," I groan, rocking beneath him. "Eat my pussy.Please."

He roars like a wild beast set loose, launching himself at me. He lands face first between my legs, licking me from top to bottom. I shout his name, my hips jolting from the bed as a blast of pleasure rips through me hot and fast.

"Fucking delicious little cunt," he snarls, batting my clit with his tongue as I sob and cling to the sheets, holding on for dear life. Jack is a wild man. I always knew that…but he proves it now.He eats me like he has no manners, loud and messy andso damn good.

His tongue circles my entrance before he thrusts it inside, fucking me with it. He forces it deep, like he's trying to taste every inch of me inside and out. His nose presses against my clit. He takes the opportunity and grinds it against me, adding to the onslaught of pleasure roaring through my veins.

The whole time, he mutters and growls and curses, grinding his hips against the bed like he's searching for relief. It's like a switch flipped and funny, ridiculous Jack has gone feral in the most delicious way possible.

"Fucking come, Madison," he growl, swatting my clit. "Let me have it."

I shout in surprise as that little spank sends a shock of pleasure through me. Why does that feel good? Why do I love it?