Page 97 of An Unholy Affair
‘You are…’ he began, sliding out.
She held her breath.
‘… A naughty, naughty, minx,’ he rumbled, plunging into her with every word. ‘Haunting my dreams, owning my cock, driving me insane…’
Thrills raced through her—prickling sparkles of light that collided with each other, setting off chain reactions until she couldn’t keep track. Everything was urgent, chaotic pleasure, with the only points of reference being his thick cock filling her pussy and his thrilling words filling her ear.
‘And you’re a minx…’Thrust. ‘Because you know…’Thrust. ‘Exactly…’ Thrust.‘What you’re…’Thrust. ‘Doing to me…’Thrust. ‘You make me…’Thrust. ‘Lose my—’Thrust. ‘Mind…’Thrust, thrust, thrust.
She clung to him, urging him on as a swell moved deep within her. He circled his hips as he pounded, pushing the feelings on until she had no choice but to lose herself to them, gasping for breath as the wave carried her unstoppably on.
‘Eveline… God, Eveline…’
Her muscles coiled tighter and tighter as the wave reached its peak, pushing out her breath in one last desperate cry. Then it broke, crashing through her with blinding pleasure. She clung to him, convulsing around the thickness of his cock, his thrusts multiplying every sensation.
He cried her name again, his hips jerking faster, then he shuddered above her, holding her tightly, his breath ragged.
Her heart bloomed with emotion until she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry with joy. All the years of loneliness, all the waiting for her perfect man, had been worth it.
Thank you, God. Thank you for bringing me Jack.
He was still breathing hard in the crook of her neck, but she turned her head, kissing as much of him as she could reach.
He raised onto his elbows, staring down at her with drowsy eyes.
I love you, Jack. I love you with all my heart and soul.
‘How did I get so lucky?’ he murmured as if to himself.
Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much. ‘I’m the lucky one. If I hadn’t met you, I would still be orgasm-less.’
He kissed her. ‘And that would be a terrible shame.’ He shifted to his side and ran his fingers down her chest, circling her nipples. ‘I’m going to enjoy helping you make up for lost time.’
‘Not as much as I will,’ she replied, shivering with excitement.
Palming her breast, he grinned. ‘I reckon you’re going to have to have at least ten a day for the foreseeable if we’re going to play catch up.’
‘Ten?’
‘Yep. I know I’m not the sharpest tool in the box, but evenIcan figure out you need to have another seven before the clock strikes midnight and I turn into a pumpkin.’
The mention of the time brought reality seeping in like a bad smell under the door. Eveline looked at her watch and frowned.
He kissed her. ‘It’s going to be okay.’
‘Do you need to get back to your mum’s?’
‘At some point, yes. I don’t want her to worry. But I don’t have to leave right now.’
He held her close, and she kissed his cheek. ‘Is it terrible of me to wish the whole of the world would go away for a bit?’
She felt his smile. ‘Not at all. You spend your life putting everyone else first. It’s about time you went to the front of the queue.’
‘Jack…’
‘Yes, angel?’
She jiggled with joy at the endearment, and he raised his head.
