Page 31 of Breaking the Rules of Love

Heat sweeps through my body, and a smile twists across my lips.

“And how is it in real life?” I ask, desperate to please him. “As good?”

“Better,” he says. “What an ass you have on you, Sadie.”

His answer hits me harder than I thought it would. I can’t say exactly why. Something about Jake just has me on edge about everything that comes out of his mouth.

He presses his cock against my hole, and I take a deep breath. I’m probably imagining it, but it’s like I can feel his desire in the way his hands grip my hips. It’s like they’re telling me just how much he wants me.

I move my hips back in a way to somehow communicate back to him that the feeling is mutual, and that’s when I feel his tip start to spread me open.

I’ve felt him inside me before, but it’s still hard to believe just how big he is. I take a deep breath as he pulls me down onto his thick shaft.

“There you go, baby,” Jake growls. “Take it all. All nine inches.”

Nine inches? Oh my God!

I moan as he pushes every one of those inches into me. I can feel myself stretching around his girth. I moan as the pleasure runs through me with an undercurrent of just a tiny hint of pain. Somehow, that makes it even better.

“Jake…”

He leans down and kisses me on my back, sending a shiver up my spine. Then he sits back up and starts pumping.

“You feel so fucking incredible, Sadie. This pussy doesn’t even feel real. I can’t believe the universe blessed me with you as my neighbor.”

The way he speaks to me, not holding anything back, just excites me even more. Despite the fact that I just came, I can already feel the flame inside of me building again and my womanhood starting to grip his shaft as he pumps away.

I’m so wet I’m probably dripping all over his couch cushions, but he’s such an animal I bet he’d find that hot too.

He reaches beneath me, runs his hands across my stomach, and grabs my breasts as he continues to thrust. With thumb and forefinger, he gives a little pinch to my nipples, causing me to let out a playful squeal. He laughs and buries his length inside me.

“Are you all right, baby?”

“Oh, I’m all right,” I reply, panting. “I’m more than all right.”

“Good. Because I’m not stopping. Not yet.”

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Sadie

Jake is so fucking dominant.So manly. I love it.

This is not something I’m used to or really something I’ve ever experienced before. It’s like a whole new world of intimacy that I never even new existed, and Jake is the king of it.

He pulls out of me for a brief second, just long enough that he can grab me and spin me over onto my back. Then he’s thrusting back inside me with enough force to take my breath away.

I loved it before, but I love it even more now, because in this position I get to look up at his thick arms, his taut chest, but most of all, his beautiful blue eyes, which are currently locked on mine.

I shouldn’t be looking at him like this. I should just be staring at the ceiling and taking it. But his gaze is…hypnotic. It’s like I’m spellbound. I might as well just call myself his at this moment.

With each thrust, he continues to batter down the dam inside of me that’s holding back my next release. Each stroke has me getting closer and closer.

“Christ, Sadie, you’re so good,” he says. “I’m almost there.”

His words fill me with pride. My ex never used to compliment me this way. Everything was so mechanical when we ever actually even had sex. And that was when times were good. Already, having just met Jake, he’s making me feel special. Making me feel wanted.

“Yeah? I feel good, Daddy?”

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