Page 57 of Found By Him

“See you soon, my beautiful Ella. See you very fucking soon.”

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Ella

I’m lying in Jack’s big bed, my hands tucked under my cheek, watching him remove his clothes before joining me. His muscles flex and release as he pulls off each item of clothing. He bends over with his ass in my direction to remove his socks, and even covered in his black boxer briefs, I can make out the toned muscles underneath.

“Stop gawking at my ass.” His deep, authoritative voice makes me squirm.

“No can do,” I tease, wiggling my eyebrows.

Shaking his head with a laugh, he leaves me to my thoughts, heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready for bed.

I sigh and roll to my other side. After we opened the pictures, Jack called Carlos, who came over and collected them for evidence. Carlos asked a few questions but didn’tstay long. Jack insisted I start staying at his house until this is resolved.

From some of the comments Jack made tonight, it makes me think he feels guilty for leaving me alone with just the security bar. I don’t blame him at all. He’s already done more for me in the past few weeks than most people have in many years, maybe ever. Besides Clara.

The bathroom door opens, and soft footsteps approach the bed. Jack comes into sight as he pulls the covers down and climbs in. I don’t waste any time when he holds out his arm. I scoot over so my head is on his shoulder and my body is pressed against his side. He tenses a second later.

“Are you…” Jack’s hand starts rubbing up and down my body, “naked under here?”

“Yep,” I reply, popping thep.

Before I can even take my next breath, I’m flat on my back with Jack lying on top of me. My legs automatically wrap around his waist, a giddy smile pulling at my lips. I run my fingertips slowly up his back, starting at the band of his boxer briefs. He shivers and hardens against me, and I relish the feeling. I gleam with pride that I can turn him on as much as he turns me on.

“That makes this a lot easier.” He moves his head to nibble on a sensitive spot on the side of my neck. I wiggle beneath him, trying to get any pressure I can.

As I whimper breathily, he slowly kisses down my neck to my chest. My skin flushes as he moves lower. A deep moan vibrates through my chest as his teeth catch my nipples. He sucks hard, and I buck my hips up at the sensation. His fingers toying with the other until he switches, giving both equal attention. His beard adds an extra level of arousal as it tickles my sensitive skin.

More kisses are placed on my stomach as he slides lower.His rough pants hit my wetness, forcing another whimper from me.

“I’ll never get over how good you smell.” He inhales. Goosebumps explode on my skin. “And the taste.” His tongue runs up my slit, my back bowing off the bed. “Delicious.” I’m nearly writhing as his fingers slide inside of me, and his mouth latches onto my clit. He mimics the torture he just did to my breasts on my pussy. He toys with me perfectly, the pace driving me higher and higher. I’m panting with anticipation of my orgasm as he starts moving faster.

“Jack,” I breathe out, right on the cusp.

“Yes, baby. Come on my tongue.”

When sucks my clit hard, I explode. My body pulls his fingers deeper as I cry out his name.

Once my muscles start to calm, he pulls back and sits back on his knees, my legs falling to the bed next to his hips. His eyes flit over my body, his hands following my curves with a light touch, a slight smile on his full lips.

“Flip over, Gisella.”

Shuffling my body to maneuver around him, I turn onto my stomach.

“Ass up. Keep your chest on the bed.”

Goosebumps prickle down my arms as I do as he commands. Anticipation for whatever he’s going to do to my body almost makes me move from my position when he doesn’t immediately touch me again.

“Beautiful.” His breathy admiration against my overheated skin spikes my arousal. My breathing shallows, back arching.

I jump when his fingers trail down my slit. He pauses his movements to rub my clit in slow circles, and a moan spills from my lips. Before I recover, I jolt forward when histongue licks from front to back. When his tongue pulls my wetness up toward my backside, I whimper, “Jack…”

“Yes, baby?”

“What…are you doing?”

The rush of air hits me as he laughs against my ass. “All this talk about asses made me think about yours.”

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