Page 31 of Come Back to Me

“Hell, yes, it does,” I answer before claiming her mouth.

ANNIE

I grab the edges of Jack’s shirt and command, “Off.”

He lifts his arms and lets me take his shirt off him, then does the same to mine. His chest and abs are practically begging me to touch them, and I rake my hands down them, enjoying the firmness and ripples of muscle.

He kisses along my neck, and it drives me so crazy.

I move my head to give him better access and, in doing so, position my mouth right over his shoulder. I can’t stop myself from kissing him there, needing my mouth on him.

His kisses hit a spot on my neck, and the pleasure radiates all the way to my core. On instinct, I bite down on his shoulder as I moan.

He growls his approval and asks, “Bedroom?”

“Please, yes,” I answer, my voice breathy.

He stands up, holding me to him, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks us to my bedroom. He sits me down on the side of the bed and, not able to wait, I grasp his shorts and boxer briefs by the waistband and pull them both down in one fell swoop.

Holy. Shit.His cock is so hard and ready for me I can’t stop myself from leaning forward and taking as much of his very well-endowed length into my mouth as I can fit.

I love how it feels to slide him in and out of my mouth, while applying just enough suction to keep him moaning.

I’ve always known that men love getting blow jobs, but I can honestly say that having Jack’s dick in my mouth, feeling it touch the back of my throat, is a major turn on for me right now. I want to take more of him, so I try to make a swallowing motion while I’m sucking, and he nearly goes crazy.

“Fuck, Annie,” he says. “That feels so good, baby. But you need to stop or I’m going to come now and it’s too soon. I’ve got plans for you first.”

He pulls away, and I look up at him with a pout.

He grins the hottest smirk at me and gives me that sexy laugh as he quickly pulls me fully onto the bed and positions himself over the top of me. He goes to work on my body, kissing, licking, and nipping me from my lips to my neck and down to my belly.

“Lift,” he orders.

I lift my hips for him.

He swiftly pulls off my shorts and panties. He cups his hand over my pussy, and I’m ready to beg him to spread me and touch me.

Instead, as he keeps his hand stationary, he places kisses over my hip, and it feels so sensual. I’m pretty sure he just found an erogenous zone I wasn’t aware I had.

His kisses change from soft to gentle nips, and I nearly come off the bed when he slides his middle finger up and down between my warm folds. He pauses when he touches my clit and places just enough pressure over the bundle of nerves to make me buck up, lifting from the mattress with pleasure.

“God, your pussy is soaked. It feels so fucking good to touch you,” he says.

I can only whimper in response.

“Does that feel good, sugar? Do you like it?” he asks teasingly.

“Yes, Jack. God, yes. Please don’t stop,” I pant.

When I think what he’s doing can’t possibly feel any better, hescrapesthe edge of his teeth over my hip and pelvic bone while he continues stroking my clit. I almost levitate I’m writhing with such pleasure.

“That’s it. Come for me. I want to watch you come,” he orders me, huskily.

As if his words set me free to let go, I orgasm, and my body is wracked with the most intense, pleasure-filled tremors I’ve ever experienced. Even as the rapturous sensations fade, I have this intense need for him to fill me.

I’m moaning and still thrashing from the pleasure when Jack says, “Tell me what you need.”

“Inside me. I need you inside me,” I pant. I reach over to my nightstand and pull out a condom to make sure there isno question what I’m asking for. “I need you to fuck me, Jack.”

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