Page 65 of The Older Woman

Instead, Jack pulled my panties to the side and continued to touch me, his bare skin against mine. I moaned, already feeling the stirrings of an orgasm.

The man was an expert, finding my clit and making slow circles around it, each motion bringing me to another level of delight.

“Mhmmmmmm.”

Jack touched me and teased me and built just the right amount of anticipation before spreading my wet folds and entering me with his finger.

“Ohh yess.”

I was beyond wet by that point, him pushing into me with ease, my walls gripping him. I let out a cry, bucking in his hand.

His finger felt so good, so damn good, but it being inside of me only made me crave his cock that much more.

He held fast over top of me, gazing down as he worked with his hand.

The orgasm built and built until I was right on the brink.

“Come for me,” he said. “Now.”

There was something so erotic about his stern, insistent voice that I couldn’t resist. I did as my master instructed, releasing and letting the climax rip through my body.

“Yesssssssss!”

I pressed my face against his arm next to me, soft whimpers of total pleasure filling the air.

The orgasm crested and receded.

When it was gone, all I wanted was more.

I don’t think I could ever stop wanting more of Jack.

I opened my eyes and reached down, undoing his belt, button and zipper with an intensity that was practically frantic. Jack chuckled as he helped.

“Easy, little lady. We’ve got all night, you know.”

I couldn’t help but smile at his words and easy tone.

Gruff and even standoffish as he might’ve been, there was something to Jack that was also comfortable and calming, something that made me feel safe despite him being two shades away from being a total stranger.

“I need you inside me.”

He chuckled again as he did the rest of the work of opening his jeans.

“Don’t worry, I want this even more.”

I grabbed onto them and his boxer briefs, yanking both down. His cock sprang out, his length and thickness so much that my eyes went wide at the sight of it.

How the hell…

I pushed aside my concerns at the logistics, and instead went right to it.

I wrapped my fingers around him, my hand seeming so small in comparison to what I was holding.

Jack closed his eyes and growled as I began to stroke him, my grip sliding up and down his length, my fingertips teasing the ridge of his head. Part of me wanted to make him come right then and there, to feel his cock pulse in my hands as he drained.

Jack had other ideas in mind.

He lowered himself, the tip of his cock grazing my lips and sending another shiver of delight up my spine. He positioned his head right at my entrance. I felt practically electric knowing that he was moments from being inside me.

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