Page 87 of Wallflower in Bloom

He whispered in her ear, voice low and insistent. “This cock is claiming you. You’re going to take it until your pussy is dripping.”

“Yes.” She pushed back into him. He slid his cock into her slowly, inch by hard, thick inch.

“Fuck, love. You’re too tight,” he gasped.

She clenched him harder, and he saw actual stars. He grasped for the table, catching himself before his knees buckled.

Her muscles tensed around him, rippling with an orgasm. “Look at you.” He fucked her slowly, gripping her hips as he thrust harder. “Look how well you take this cock. My tight little minx loves being bred, doesn’t she?”

“Only for you. Claim me,” she whispered, on the edge of climax. Her fingers played with her clit. She rubbed faster and faster.

He needed to fuck her, to rut. “You’re mine, Violet. I’m going to fill this tight pussy with cum and make you mine.”

“So full,” she sobbed.

“You can take it.” Jack reached down to flick her clit as he slid out. He slammed back in, and her screams of pleasure were muffled by his hand around her mouth. Shocks rippled through her body as he fucked her harder, and her tits mesmerized him as they bounced. He reached down to grab one, needing it. Needing her.

“You’re gonna come for me, aren’t you, love?”

She nodded, moaning with those pouty plush lips. He got one last look at her furiously fingering herself as she bounced against him. His balls tightened, and he couldn’t wait to fill her.

He thrust spurts into her as she came around his cock, rubbing as hard as she could, crying out in pleasure.

He felt his cum leak into her, and she caught her breath, laying her head on the table with a happy sigh.

He covered her body with his as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing a slow kiss on the velvet skin of her shoulder. They caught their breath, echoing in the quiet night.

“Jack?”

His cock twitched inside her. Just hearing her voice wound him up again. “Yes, love,” he murmured.

She let out a contented sigh once more. “I’m really glad you read romance novels.”

He chuckled against her skin, but something inside him clicked into place that felt…permanent.

Careful, Grant. You’re teetering too close to the life you’ve always dreamed of.

Chapter

Eighteen

VIOLET

“And that’s all from us at Plant Parents of Bloom.”

Violet felt like she was vibrating; she felt so good. She’d managed to do most of the talking in this week’s video.

She’d only relied on Jack a few times to ask well-placed curious questions and make her laugh to get out of her head. They even had a few people watching in the store, and it didn’t bother her. She hadn’t frozen or felt like fainting once.

Was this what it felt like to be invincible?

“And we’re done! Thanks all for watching.” Lily hit her phone to stop recording and smiled at the small crowd watching in the store, and they politely clapped.

“You did great, darling.” Jack kissed her deeply, and that blossom of need and happiness unfurled in her core again, like it always did.

She’d tried to be nonchalant about everything when they’d eaten breakfast this morning and came into Bloom together.

Still, it felt like something was shifting between them. She’d loved exploring her pleasure with no strings, no expectations, no need to be the faultless girlfriend.

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