Page 89 of Marry Me, Right Now

“Yes. All yours. Just take it if you want it.”

He felt even bigger, the head of his shaft almost swollen as I pushed it against my slick entrance. It felt like every muscle in his body was tensing as both of us pushed our hips forward at the same time, slowly driving every thick inch deep inside me.

“Are you mine, baby?” he asked suddenly.

“Yes,” I breathed.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, we both seemed to lose our minds. Devouring each other, kissing and groping and moaning, he plunged inside my tight tunnel until the sensations were almost too much to take.

I heard myself making soft little cries of pleasure, but couldn’t quiet down. I felt my fingernails digging into the back of his shoulders, but couldn’t stop. We had both turned into animals, and my only thought was that I needed more of him.

My thighs begin to shake as my legs locked around him tighter. “Yes… Jacob…” I cried, looking up into those strangely intense eyes as I felt everything within begin to tremble.

The look of utter satisfaction on his face, as he realized I was about to explode, was too sweet to even understand. I loved that he could read my body and know how I felt.

“Yes, my angel,” he groaned, his hips rolling as he filled me over and over.

I came hard, fast, the waves hitting me so uncontrollably I felt like I was falling. Jacob kissed me, either to stifle my screams or to share them with me. When my crazy noises subsided to deep moans, I looked up at him, expecting him to join me.

Instead, he flipped me onto my hands and knees, spreading me open from behind before he slid back inside me so slowly I thought I was going to implode from the pleasure. He was impossibly deep at this angle.

He took several long careful strokes, then murmured, “Do you like this?”

“Yes. Wow.” I lowered my head onto my hands so that my hips were even higher, allowing him to plunge deeper.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, taking me farther, filling me more than I thought I could take. Increasing his speed, he gripped my waist, pulling me back against him.

“Yes,” I moaned, needing him to understand that it was okay to be a little rough.

My blood was blazing through my veins, humming in my ears. Not being able to see Jacob’s eyes was strange, but I needed him to never stop.

His hand slid down my stomach, between my legs, scooping up some of my juices and massaging them gently into my clit. I whimpered against my hands, bucking my hips back against him faster. I could feel how hard he was inside me, my tight, wet pussy gripping him firmly with each stroke. His fingers swirled faster, always seeming to know precisely what I needed.

Glancing back over my shoulder through a messy veil of hair, I could see Jacob’s eyes locked on my ass as he pounded deeper, harder, faster.

“Yes,” I moaned again, weakly, feeling another wave of pure tingling heat growing in my core.

“Are you going to come again for me, baby?”

I loved that he called me baby when we we

re close. I loved how he knew exactly how to work my entire body. I loved that he wasn’t afraid to let go with me.

“Yes,” I gasped, feeling the internal fire growing. “Yes… Jacob…” Then I was squealing into the sofa as I climaxed, shaking and pulsing as my hips rocked back against him even faster.

“Fuck... Mia, I cannot fucking stand how good you feel…”

Turning back over my shoulder, I caught his eyes. “Come for me,” I whispered, then his face seemed to freeze for a few seconds before he growled with an intensity I’d never heard before.

Digging his fingers into my hips, he rammed me hard while he came, until I squealed with each deep thrust. The pressure of the bursts of cum filling me was the most deliciously erotic thing I’ve ever felt.

He collapsed against me, kissing the back of my shoulders, sweeping my hair out of the way to kiss along the back of my neck, sending new shivers through me. When he finally got up, he threw his T-shirt on the sofa so that I could sit without dripping on the cushions. I couldn’t help laughing, thinking of the old movie where a chivalrous man threw his coat across a puddle so the woman wouldn’t get her shoes wet.

Jacob sat close beside me, cupping my cheek with his hand and turning my face up to his. “It frightens me a little that I lose control with you. You just drive me so crazy, and feel so good, and I can never get enough of the way you smell and feel…” His lips burned against mine in one of his luscious, intoxicating kisses, as our bodies wound into each other again.

We needed to break down these walls and admit we needed to be a real couple. The way he held me in his arms was perfectly magical. I couldn’t imagine ever moving away from him. Couldn’t imagine being with any other man. Ever.

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