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I nip his shoulder and drop myself all the way, and we both yell as he’s entirely inside me.

The pressure. The delicious pressure. It’s almost too much and not enough at the same time. And I want it more. I want it all. I want this man to my soul.

“Jake, oh, Jake. Yes.”

I still and allow my body to become accustomed to his length and girth. No man has ever filled me like he has. He smatters kisses all over my head, cheeks, eyes, nose, and mouth. It’s sweet, but his hands are anything but as he gropes me all over, never staying in one place too long as he maps out my entire body.

The need to move builds pulsing inside of me. I slowly rise and drop down, and we both hiss. He grabs my hips and holds me steady as I rise and fall and then move in every direction until I find the rhythm that makes my body sing. Jake sits back and watches the show as I, for once, take what I want and need. I’m in control. No one else.

The friction is incredible, and I build up to a fall off a cliff that feels like it’s miles. I lower a hand and rub my clit, teasing and tempting my orgasm to shower me with the bliss that’s coming.

Jake growls, “That’s mine, and I didn’t say you can touch it.” He moves my hand and strokes his thumbs over it with a harsher pressure than I was doing myself.

The sensation bombards me. Rushing and pushing me forward. “Oh, yes.”

“Ride me, baby. Hard and fast. Take it. Come for me.”

Syllables and vowels drop from my mouth, but I have no idea what I’m saying as I climb higher and higher and then burst into a million stars as I black out and slump against Jake while he still strokes me through my first orgasm.

Ever.

I’d tried so hard with Daniel, but there was always something missing. Something I was trying too hard to achieve with him. With Jake, it’s effortless. It’s natural. And it’s amazing.

My heart rate slowly comes back to normal. “So that’s what an orgasm feels like? Can I have another one?”

Jake freezes. “You’ve never had an orgasm?”

Shyly, I shake my head. “No, I’ve only ever been with Daniel, and he didn’t seem to care about anything but his own pleasure, and I’ve been too nervous to try for one myself.”

“Fuck. Baby, he’s an even bigger asshole than I thought. Yes, you’re going to have another one. Fuck, I’m going to give you another right now and many more.”

CHAPTERELEVEN

JAKE

Anger seethesin my gut at the tool of an ex-fiancé of Maitlyn’s. What asshole doesn’t take care of his woman’s needs? A dickhead, that’s who.

Fuck. Watching her own her pleasure is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, and I want more of it, but right now, it’s my turn to earn what I want, and I need to taste her. I’ve been parched for far too long, and she’s the only thing to quench my thirst.

“Sweetheart?”

“Hmmm.” She’s blissed out in my arms, and my cock is still hard as stone inside her, but I don’t want this to end too quickly. I need to come, I need to release, and it’s been so long, and with this woman in my arms, it’ll be epic.

Lifting my hips, I remind her that we’re connected.

Maitlyn gasps. “Didn’t you—”

“My turn now.”

Her jaw drops, and I drop my mouth and take her over like she just did me. I lift her off my cock, and she winces a little. I lay down on the mat and raise her to my mouth.

“Sit.”

“Wha— No— I can’t—”

“Sit the fuck down, Maitlyn. I need to taste you and devour you like no other. So sit.”

Maitlyn snaps her mouth closed, and I gaze at my paradise as she lowers herself. I devour her softness and groan deeply as the most erotic taste touches my tongue. I’m a goner and know nothing will ever be the same again.

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