He groaned and the sound vibrated through my body, setting off sparks in every cell, making me even wilder and frantic. I was so close to coming, and when he brought his tongue back to my clit, I saw stars again.
He plunged a finger inside of me and stroked my walls. My nails dug into his shoulders as I cried out. He slipped the finger out of me just before I went over the edge. I spiraled down from the heights, spiking up again when it circled a little lower, teasing my ass with the tip of his wet finger.
“Jack!” I screamed, just about to pull away, but he slipped the tip inside. I lit up like a fireworks show, a series of explosives as I crashed into outer space. My eyes rolled back as I fell back against the bed, riding out the height of it, before coming down again, shuddering as warm electrified pulses spread over every inch of my body.
I was still shivering after the massive earth shaking orgasm he’d delivered. He teased me with the tip of his cock, and I opened my eyes, smiling up at him. “God. That was insane,” I said, panting for breath. “You’re insane.”
“We’re not done yet,” he growled, sliding inside me slowly. “I haven’t shown you what this fly boy can do.”
I sighed with pleasure as he began to move inside me, gentle and slow, until I relaxed. Only then did he pull out and thrust inside with force. I groaned against his shoulder as he hovered above me and rocked my hips to keep pace with him, wanting him deeper, harder, faster. I moaned louder with each thrust as he took me to a higher level of pleasure.
He flipped to his back, rolling me over with him, and I didn’t hesitate to straddle him. I lowered myself onto him, taking in every inch of his thick shaft before beginning to grind my hips. Jack grabbed my hips and directed my movements, faster and harder, thrusting me against him, deeper with each pulse. I moaned and dropped my head back, feeling the way my breasts bounced, as a new orgasm built quickly as I rubbed against him. “Jack, oh my God.”
“Come on, baby, stay with me.”
Hi cock thickened inside of me and the way he expanded that last little bit, sent me into oblivion. He kept my hips rocking with his hands, fucking me harder and harder, until moments later, he shuddered and went still. His fingers dug into my hips and I rocked out the last little bit of my own release before crashing down against his chest.
Our shallow breaths mixed with the sound of the ocean that poured in through the open windows. Jack’s heart was racing just as fast as mine. I put my chin on his chest and looked up into his eyes that were still sparkling. “All right fly boy” I panted. “It’s been a while for me, so you just let me know when you’re ready to go again,” I said, teasing him with a flirtatious grin.
“How about now?” He replied, grinning even wider.
Before I could answer, he rolled back on top of me and my eyes popped open wide at the feel of him stiffening against my leg.
“Yeah. Now works,” I answered, crushing his lips into mine.
16
Holly
Jack’s arm was draped over my waist, one palm splayed open on my stomach. I sighed, breathing in the quiet peace of the moment before my mind fully woke up and started to panic.
The last time I’d woken up next to a man had been years ago, and it was with my ex-husband. I pressed my eyes closed, shoving those dark memories aside as fast as possible. I lifted Jack’s hand off my waist and slowly started to inch my way to the edge of the bed. I swung my legs over the edge and looked around the dimly lit room for the nearest article of clothing. My long robe was draped over the side of the dresser, so I darted from the bed to grab it and was shrugging into it when a sleepy voice called over to me. “Good morning, beautiful.”
I pulled the robe closed and whipped around. Jack had moved into a half sitting position, his bare chest visible over the edge of the sheet that had fallen away. The image of what lay under the thin covering was still etched in my mind, and I got hot all over again, remembering how good he felt. My cheeks flushed and I turned away again, looking into the mirror over the dresser and fluffing my hair, finger combing it back into some type of order. “Morning.”
“What’s the hurry?” Jack asked, watching me fuss with my hair and wipe away the smudges of makeup that had gathered under my eyes.