Page 55 of Ashes of the Past
I am not going to be a ten-second soldier. I’ll have to leave the ranch if I do that.
She lets out a soft whimper, and I feel a low growl escape my throat.
“Fuck me harder, Jack, please. I need you to destroy my insides.”
With pleasure.
I pick up the pace. My thrusts becoming more urgent, more animalistic. Her soft whimpers and moans only fuel my need to give her the pleasure she craves.
“You’re so tight, baby,” I groan, my fingers digging deeper into her hips as I slam myself into her over and over.
Her walls cling to me, pulling me deeper with each thrust, and I can feel the heat building between us.
She cries out in pleasure, her hips bucking wildly to meet my every stroke. “Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me hard!” she screams, her voice echoing through the room.
I can’t resist the sound of her begging for it. With one hand still gripping her hip, I reach down and rub my thumb against her swollen clit, eliciting a gasp from her lips.
She lets out a loud guttural moan as she sucks in a breath. She pushes back into me, her back rounding before she pushes herself up so that one hand can cup her breasts as I continue rubbing her. I kiss the side of her neck. Her eyes are hooded with lust and desire. I feel the same way.
“That’s it,” I growl, sinking deeper into our passionate dance. “Let me hear you, baby. Let me know how much you want it.”
Her response is a wild cry as her orgasm hits, her body shuddering beneath me. Her walls contract around me, and I know I’m not far behind.
“Holy fuck,” I groan, feeling the pleasure building at an unstoppable pace. “You’re going to make me come, baby.”
“God, Jack!” she cries out. “You feel so damn good inside me!”
I’m still slamming inside of her, holding off my own release because I don’t want this to be over yet. I need to feel her come apart another time.
It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
I stop playing with her clit, and she goes back to being on all fours.
That’s not going to help me hold off, that’s for damn sure.
I slow my pace and let her catch her breath. She’s matching me move for move, though.
“You feel so big inside me,” she pants, her voice shaking with excitement. “I can’t believe how much I want you.”
I smile against her skin, cherishing the moment before I plunge back into her. “You deserve every bit of this, sweetheart.”
Her eyes flutter, and I know she’s getting close again. I can’t resist teasing her clit once more, feeling her body tremble under my touch.
“Jack, I-I can’t take much more,” she moans, arching her back even more, offering herself to me completely.
My heart is pounding, and I know she can feel the strength of my pulsing erection inside her.
“Oh fuck,” I groan, trying to regain control. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
She giggles, her voice breathy and sexy as she replies, “I’m not done with you yet.”
My body responds immediately to her words, and I begin to thrust again, harder than before. Her walls constrict around me, milking me for all I’m worth.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “I’m not going to last much longer.”
She let out a purr, a smug look on her face as she continued to meet each stroke with gusto. She moans loudly as my fingers play against her swollen bud.
“Then don’t,” she urges, her eyes locking onto mine. “Give it to me. I want us to come at the same time.”
