Page 31 of Something Real with the Sea Monster
He really has the perfect cock. Somehow it hits me so deep and just there and—
Jack lets go of one breast and brings his hand to my clit. All he does is put his thumb there. My whole body shudders. I squeeze Jack’s thighs so hard my nails dig in even through the denim. We didn’t even bother pulling his jeans all the way down. I was so desperate to be on his cock.
Now I’m about to come a few minutes after we started and there’s no holding it back.
I moan, low and loud and as uncontrollable as my oncoming orgasm.
“Are you—?”
“I’m going to come. Oh shit. I’m going to come. Whatever you do, don’t change anything.”
Jack lets out his own guttural sound. His cock throbs inside me. He holds his thumb against my clit as I plunge over him for three more strokes. Then I burst. My belly clenches, and I sink right to the root of his cock, gasping for air. My body convulses.
I’m dimly aware of Jack’s groan. Of the way his hips buck under me.
All I can do is clench my teeth and ride out my orgasm as it rips through my body, leaving me shaking. When it’s done, I collapse against his chest.
I let out a shuddering breath and a shaky laugh.
Jack brushes my hair out of my face. “Sorry.”
“Mmm?” My brain feels all mushy. “What are you sorry for?”
“I ah… I didn’t last.”
I laugh. “Neither did I.”
There’s a pause and I reflect on how nice it feels to let the beat of his hearts gradually slow together.
“Is it always so…”
“Rushed?”
“Good.” Jack laughs. “I was going to say good.”
I sigh against his chest. “That was nothing. Just wait for round two.”
Amazingly his cock twitches inside me, and I realize he still hasn’t fully softened yet he’s growing harder again already. I lift my head to look at him. “Or maybe we don’t have to wait.”
FIFTEEN
Jack
Tegan’s eyes widen and a smile spreads across her face. I let out a relieved breath. I wasn’t sure she would appreciate me being damn near insatiable, but with my fated mate in my arms and my cock buried deep inside her, I’m nowhere near done.
Now that I know what it feels like to have her wrapped around me, I’d like to keep her on my cock forever, but I know that’s not realistic. So I’ll make the most of what I can get.
I rock my hips tentatively, rubbing my thumb against what I hope is her clit. I don’t exactly know what I’m doing, but it seemed to get a good reaction last time.
Tegan sucks in a sharp breath. “Sensitive!”
“Are you sore? Do we need to stop?” I ask her. Stopping is the last thing I want to do, but I won’t hurt her.
“No. Just give me a moment before you touch my clit again.” Grabbing my hand, she pulls it back to her breast and takes over the motion. Soon she’s moving on top of me again and my cock is fully hard. God, I love watching her ride me. This is dangerous. I never really knew what I was missing before, but now I do, I’m going to be out of my mind wanting her every day. Multiple times a day.
Arching her back gives me the perfect view of her magnificent breasts. I can’t help myself. Leaning in, I press them together so I can nuzzle them, amazed at how soft the skin feels and how plump they feel against my lips and cheeks.
“Suck them.”
