It became clear, just from the tip alone, that his fingers were no match for his dick. My head sprang up, clocking how he looked like he knew exactly what was about to blurt out of my mouth.
"Jacob…" I breathed. "That'll never—"
"Baby," His voice was all sultry again, distracting me like it always did. "Breathe for me, I'll go slow." He promised, before running his hand down my chest, guiding me back into the beds comfort.
I sucked in a precious breath, as he edged himself further inside me. I felt my walls clamping around him, desperate to hold onto anything that would lessen the pressure.
"Flo, relax." He whisper-laughed. "I'll never get in if you keep wriggling, baby."
Am I wriggling? My entire lower half is still numb, I could be thrashing about like a shark, but I can't feel anything.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, my smile lines creasing.
"Shh, don't be. Just lie back and keep your eyes on me."
Like I always did with his commands, I did as I was told, my eyes not falling from his, as he ever so gently pushed into me. Little wanting whimpers escaped me when I watched how his face went still. His bottom lip was tucked into his top, and he quickly broke his promise to keep his eyes on me as they squeezed shut, like he was already on the edge, even though he was barely inside of me.
"God, Flo." He moaned, which sent my back arching, causing him to sink deeper, blanketing my body with that pain I was beginning to crave.
After a few more sacred moments of me slowly getting used to the size of him, he was positioned fully in me, and that pressure only became sweeter the longer he stayed there. Those whiskey globes branded me again as he began to pull out, sliding back in with such delicate power that I had to moan his name to urge him to pick up his pace.
Jacob had other ideas, though. Driving into me without a care but me in the world.
The impact stunned me, sending a harsh grunt out of my mouth and into the air above us. He slid into me with powerful ease,considering how wet I already was, thanks to his torturous teasing and playing. He was thick, crowding my insides with a hot pressure. With each deep thrust, I felt myself going limp, as he filled me with every ounce of strength he had inside him.
My thoughts shuddered out of me with every thrust, each being turned to ashes by the burning fire between us. His hands had been resting on my thighs, slick with arousal, but somewhere in the daze of the last few minutes, they’d travelled up my bare stomach, where one held me in place, and the other cupped my breast as he skimmed his thumb of the firm peak of my nipple. “You feel like heaven, Flo.” He grunted, causing me to buck underneath him.
A delicate, helpless whimper left my lips, only to be greeted by a soft groan from him and an increase in his pace. My body felt numb, like a crash dummy after a failed test. My vision was still foggy, and I couldn’t think straight. All that clouded my world right now was Jacob and his power over me. The familiar electric shocks had returned, invading my lower half and exploring every nerve ending in my body.
Just as I saw that orgasm on the horizon, Jacob slowed his thrusts and eased out of me gently. His tip still lingered around my opening, making me believe this was another one of his games, and he wanted something more out of me, but I was so wrong.
“Hold tight, baby.”
I didn’t have time to digest his words. The next thing I knew, I was face down on the bed, resting on my hands and knees with his hand still protecting my stomach, the other gliding over the plump curves of my arse. His tip didn’t linger for much longer; with one rapid push, he was inside me again, the pressure of him just as intense as it was before.
He really was a man of his word; he was fucking me like I knew I deserved to be.
My screams were muffled through the feathered pillows, but a small cry made its way into the hot air around us occasionally.
The harder he pulsed inside of me, the more my knees felt they were going to buckle. Luckily, his hands had wandered and were now gripping my hips, keeping me stable and not letting me miss out on a single inch of his sleek length.
“Jacob….” My words got trapped in my throat; the overwhelming presence of euphoria had overtaken my body and soul and made me feel weightless. Shocks of pleasure nipped my nerve endings, coursing their way from my head to my toes. I felt everything and nothing at the same time. I could tell that Jacob had climaxed, the pressure inside me had lessened, and his thrusts had come to a steady halt. All that was left was our matching pants as we tried to regain some of the energy we’d given each other.
In one swift movement, he flipped me so my back was flush against the bed again. The cloud-like covers engulfed me, and I relaxed into them. His body was still over me, but that hungry look in his eyes had been switched with one that was calm and controlled. A small smile rested on his lips before he skated a thumb across my cheek, kissing me so softly I wondered if his power over me had been a dream.
I let myself devour every little detail of him as he got up from the bed and disappeared behind the door. The deep valley creases of his back muscles, his firm arse that I wanted to slap the way he did to me, the faded tan lines that sat around his waist. I was enchanted.
After a minute or so, he reentered the bedroom, a pristine white towel hovering in front of him. “I’ve set up the bathroom for you if you want to shower. It should have everything you need.”
“Wow, thank you,” I said, springing off the bed and walking toward him, still naked, but with an odd sense of confidence that I wanted to exist in forever.
Which is probably why I asked if he wanted to join me.
I didn’t even finish my sentence before he grabbed my face and kissed me, waltzing me to the shower and fucking me again, this time under a waterfall of hot steam.
After drying off and jumping into Jacob’s bed, my head fell back into the pillows, scrambling underneath the warmth of the covers. Jacob came back a beat later.
“You okay?” He asked as he rounded the bed and slipped under the covers with me.