Page 95 of Legacy

“Fuck,” I breathe out.

“You like that?” he asks, doing it again.

Words die on my tongue, so I just nod.

“Then taste yourself.” He leans down, lowering the toy to my lips and dragging it over them.

I’m too turned on to be embarrassed as I open my mouth, and he shoves the vibrator over my tongue. It would be better if it was his cock, but his eyes light all the same. So I close my lips and suck, basking in the flare of his gaze.

I keep a firm grip on it with my mouth as he slowly pulls it out.

“I love it when you’re dirty for me, sweetheart.” He sets the vibrator aside and slowly lifts to climb off the bed.

“Wait.” I lean forward, grabbing his hand. “Are you seriously leaving right now?”

“I didn’t come in here to be selfish, Reagan. And if I stay here, there’s only so long I can be a gentleman. I owed you an apology, and I meant it.”

“If that’s how you apologize, maybe I wouldn’t mind you being an asshole more often.” I pull him closer, leaning back so he’s hovering over me on the bed. “But if you think you can leave without fucking me right now, I’m officially declining your apology.”

“Is that so?” He grins, nipping at my lower lip.

“Yes.”

“Greedy girl.”

“I’m the one owed something, apparently.” I push his chest to move him back a few inches. “So nowyoustrip.”

Amusement lights Jesse’s eyes as he pushes off the bed. Not an ounce of embarrassment crosses his face as he rips off his shirt. I suppose when you look like that, there’s nothing to worry about when you get naked. The man is cut from marble, and even though I just came, pressure is already pulsing between my thighs.

“Shirt off, Reagan.” He unzips his pants. “If I’m fucking you, then you better believe I want to watch your tits bounce while I do it.”

Smiling, I reach for the hem and strip it off, lying naked for him on the bed.

“So obedient.” He strips the rest of his clothes, climbing over me and grabbing the vibrator again. “Open those beautiful legs.”

With one hand, he strokes his cock, and with the other, he brushes the toy down the inside of my leg.

I edge them open, and he draws closer, stroking his cock over me as he runs the toy through my core. He coats it in my pleasure, driving so deep I’m vibrating with it.

“Jesse.” I grab his forearms, my nails biting his skin. “I need you.”

Not a sorry replacement.

Nothing fills the space of him. Nothing soothes the emptiness of not having his weight on me.

He thrusts the toy in again, turning up the vibrations so they rock me from my toes to my fingernails. He slides it in and out while he jerks his cock in his hand, and when I’ve nearly lost it, he pulls the toy out and replaces it with him.

One hard, brutal thrust has me seeing the frayed edges of the universe.

His hips meet mine, and his eyes focus on where our bodies meet. As he pulls back to thrust harder, he does what he promised, staring at my breasts as they bounce with his deep thrusts.

“You’re so beautiful.” He brings the toy to my clit. “I don’t deserve you.”

The vibrations paired with Jesse fucking me are beyond anything I’ve ever felt.

“Fuck, your pussy is greedy when it’s treated right.” He shoves his hips forward. “Gripping my cock. Desperate for my cum.”

I tip my head back, realizing I’m letting him fuck me without wearing a condom again. And once again realizing I don’t care.

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