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But I could show him.
I would show him.
Eyes still locked on his, I trailed my fingers down his chest, then lower until my palm filled with his rapidly hardening cock.
“Asia, you’re hurt,” he said, his voice firm, but not nearly as firm as his steely shaft.
“You’ll be gentle,” I said, reaching lower to grip his sac.
Because he was alive. I was alive.
That was what we’d been fighting for.
I pushed him back, and he moved and then sat on the side of the bed.
I lowered between his spread thighs, but his hand on my shoulder stopped me.
His eyes burned as he pulled the scavenged sweat pants down my hips and then gripped my pussy, the flat of his hand pressing against my clit.
I let out a whimpered moan, unable to hold it back.
“Missed this,” Jack murmured as he stroked two thick fingers against my clit. My thighs parted involuntarily, and Jack took advantage.
He pressed one finger between my lower lips, then circled my opening with a teasing swirl, round and round and round until I was a breathless mess.
“Look at me,” Jack commanded.
I opened my eyes as he lifted his hips to lower his pants, a sigh falling from my lips at the sight of his thick cock, precum pooling at the angry-red tip.
His cock throbbed when I stroked my thumb across his weeping slit, exhaling sharply when he caught my wrist in his hand and stilled me.
He stared at me for long seconds and then let out a breath that sounded like a growl. In one swift motion, he lifted me, lining his cock up with my entrance, and then pulled me down, every hard, thick inch of him filling me in one breath.
“You said you’d be gentle,” I whined.
He kissed my neck, and then murmured against my skin. “No, you said I’d be gentle.”
He nipped at my neck and then rocked hiship, pumping in and out of me at an unholy speed.
I flew apart without warning, holding onto to Jack, knowing he would be my anchor.
As I came down, I opened my eyes and met his.
He slowed his thrusts, and I took over, rocking my hips in a lazy slow motion, the slap of my things against his, the low thud of our pubic bones rocking against each other the lewd soundtrack to this surprisingly tender moment.
He kept his eyes on mine, didn’t even seem to blink. Then he reached up, thick fingers ghosting over my face, so impossibly gentle, I came again.
He followed, heavy arm around my waist, anchoring me in place, eyes never leaving mine as he filled me with his cum.
So reckless, but I couldn’t make myself care.
Not when he looked at me like I was the most precious thing in the world.
Asia
Far too few hours later,I stood outside the cabin, Jack beside me.
The others did one final sweep for anything useful before we set off.
