Page 134 of Puck and Prejudice

He hisses when I lick his length from bottom to top, and then he reaches for my hair, twisting a lock around his fist. “I love your mouth on me, gorgeous.”

I know you do, my love.

I can taste his arousal on my tongue. As I work his cock, alternating between sucking and licking, he grows harder, and his face flushes. His muscles get all tense whenever he’s close to an orgasm and doesn’t want to come yet. I regret not making him get rid of his shirt. I love Jackson’s taut abs.

He groans, tightening his hold on my hair. I use my hand and tongue faster, determined to push Jackson to the edge.

“God damnit!” He pulls out before I can finish my job. “I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

I want to ask why not, but he lifts me from my crouched position, flips me over the mattress, and enters me with a hard push, scrambling my thoughts.

I gasp, arching my back, and Jackson covers my mouth with his, kissing me with the same intensity as he fucks me. I forget everything I know. The world ceases to exist. Jackson is the only thing I’m aware of, the only thing that matters. He pounds into me, lost in a frenzy of lust, which is fine by me because I’ve surrendered to it too.

I scratch his back and his ass; I want to leave my mark everywhere on this body. He’s branding me too with ferocious kisses, and hell, I don’t want this moment to end.

No sooner does the thought crosses my mind, than my body betrays me, and I shatter into a million pieces. I moan against his lips as my body shakes under his. Not much later, Jackson follows me, grunting loudly as he climaxes.

I’ve never been with any man who could perform well in bed while completely inebriated, but Jackson is a machine no matter his state.

His hips jerk against mine one more time before he rolls off and collapses next to me. Breathlessly, he asks, “How was that for our first time as husband and wife?”

My eyes are still closed when I reply, “I’ll tell you once the room stops spinning.”

His throaty chuckle makes my skin tingle. I can’t believe this man is mine.

“If I made the world go off-kilter for you, then I’d say that was a good start.”

I turn my head and look at him. “You made my world go off-kilter a long time ago, Jacks.”

His face splits into a broad smile that makes my heart skip a beat. “And I plan to keep doing it until the end of time. I’ll love you forever and a day.”

Oh my God. My husband is so corny, but he makes me laugh. “Okay, Bon Jovi.”

His brows shoot up. “Oh, I’m Bon Jovi now, huh? In that case, let me rock your world once more.”

I’m still giggling when rolls on top of me again, but then his lips find mine, and I forget why I was laughing in the first place.

THE END

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