Page 29 of Hard To Leave

I pulled my mouth from hers so I could lift her dress over her shoulders. She raised her arms in surrender. I sucked in a breath when my greedy eyes took her in.

She was like a wet dream, so beautiful and so damn sexy. Just looking at her for the first time sent a raw, primal urge through me to claim every inch of her.

She squirmed underneath me, while I forced her legs apart.

I circled my middle finger around her entrance; she was so wet it made it easy to slide two fingers inside.

“Jack, oh God, that feels so good!” My fingers continued to work their magic before I started dragging them in and out, over and over again.

Her head fell back against the bed. I loved watching her get lost in my touch. I wanted to kiss her all over and praise her and watch her lose herself all over again.

My mouth found her neck as I plunged a third finger inside. She was so tight, it was addicting.

Her breathing was fast as my fingers dug deeper, forcing their way back as far as they could go. She tightened and clenched around me. A strangled cry left her mouth as she continued to rock against my hand.

I slowly withdrew my fingers, then brought them to my mouth and licked the wetness from my fingers. “You taste amazing,” I told her while savoring her sweetness.

Her mouth popped open, and her eyes went wide. “I can’t believe you did that.”

I chuckled while turning over on my back. “Sweetheart, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”

She sat up and knelt between my legs. She dragged my sweater over my head so she could trail open-mouth kisses across my collarbone and down my chest. Her gaze landed on my erection. She slid her hands into the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down. Her small little fingers left a trail of heat along their path.

“May I?” She asked, giving me a small smile.

Like I could tell her no.

I rested my hands behind my head. “It’s all yours.”

My lips parted as soon as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She fisted her hands and squeezed my shaft while working it up and down at a tortured slow pace. It grew and swelled with each stroke.

She dipped her head and swirled her tongue around my crown. It twitched violently, and I was afraid that I would blow my load.

She went all the way to the base, wrapping her soft lips around my cock.It felt like her mouth was going to swallow me whole.

My hands pulled on her hair, guiding her in and out. Having her hands and mouth on me felt amazing, but it wasn’t enough.

I gave her nipples a quick tug before pulling her head back and flipping her over.

I cupped her face in my hands. “Are you on the pill?

Her body stilled. “Yes.”

“Do you trust me?”

She blinked, staring into my eyes. “You don’t want to use a condom?”

“Not with you, I don’t, but I swear to you that I’m always careful. I would never even suggest it if it weren’t safe.”

She drew in a deep breath. “I want to trust you…”She looked away, needing a minute to think it over.

I brushed a piece of hair off her forehead. “Please.”

She brought her gaze back to mine. “Okay.”

I wondered if she could see what I was thinking.I was picturing us together. Thinking about us in the future. She had me wanting things I swore I never would.

I crawled over the top of her. Something was changing inside of me.

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