Claiming Holly (Holiday Cove 1)

I could feel my walls clenching and tightening, ready to release, when Jack pulled his fingers from inside me and slid south. I screamed his name and arched against the bed when his finger circled my asshole. He clamped me down with his free arm across my hips to keep me from bucking too hard as he continued to suck and lick up and down my tender, throbbing pussy.

“Jack!” I tried to scream again, but my voice was lost halfway as my body spiraled into an earth shattering orgasm that held me frozen for a few moments before the ripples spread over me and I could come down.

Jack stood long enough to pull off his pants and underwear. When he pushed his pants down, I jerked up into a sitting position and gasped. “What happened?” I asked, horrified by the sight of the large swath of medical tape and gauze wrapped around his thigh. “Oh my God! Jack!”

He squeezed his eyes closed for a moment. “Holly, it’s just a scratch.”

“Do you have stitches? You didn’t tell me you were hurt! Why didn’t you say something?” I couldn’t take my eyes off the large bandage.

“I’m fine.”

“But Jack—”

“I’ll show you,” he said, interrupting me with smoldering stubbornness. He pushed me back again and before I could get out another question, he climbed on top of me and plunged deep inside. I moaned with surprise and a hot sear of pleasure that spread all over my body as his thick cock thrust inside me. He pushed into me and I clawed at the bedding, trying to get a fistful of something to hold onto.

Obviously, his leg was just fine.

Jack groaned as he lost himself inside me. He lifted my legs up, over his shoulders, and my hips left the bed as he thrust again. The subtle change had me seeing stars and I cried out his name.

He shuddered his release inside me and the stars burst behind my tightly closed eyes as I was pitched into another spiral of wanton heat as a second, even stronger orgasm ripped over me. Our heaved breaths mingled together as Jack relaxed down onto his forearms, holding his body above mine, and brought his eyes back to mine.

“You’re incredible.” He whispered as he crushed his lips onto mine. The heat of our kiss had me dizzy and I clung to him, not wanting him to stop.

When Jack finally pulled away, he rolled over, onto his back, his chest still heaving as he caught his breath. I rolled to my side and smiled down at him, propped up on my elbow. “Worth the wait?”

He grinned. “Absolutely.”

“What if I’m not ready to call it a night?” I asked, teasing his chest with the faintest tickle of my fingertips, as I walked them down his rock hard torso, over his perfectly sculpted abs, and played in the deep v-lines at his hips.

His eyes went wide as I dared to dip even lower. I made circles around his balls and dragged my fingers back up to explore the length of his shaft, that began to come alive again at my gentle touch. “I’m listening…”

“Good.” I pushed myself up onto all fours and climbed down his body, leaving a trail of kisses where my fingers had just passed by, until I reached his thick cock. I sucked him into my mouth and moaned at the sweet taste of our sex. I could taste myself on him and the smells and tastes overwhelmed me. My pussy throbbed and ached for the feel of him. And I smiled as he went stiff after a few long strokes with my tongue. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked up to the tip, swirled around the velvety soft skin, and then slowly, tortuously, kissed and licked my way back down his cock. When I reached the base, I gently tugged his balls into my mouth and Jack groaned out. He fisted the covers as his hips jerked.

When he was rock hard and pulsing again, I released him from my lips and straddled him. “Look at me, Jack.”

He opened his eyes and watched as I ran my fingers between my slit, spreading my fresh juices down my lips. My clit throbbed as I bumped it with my fingers and I moaned out.

“God, Holly, you’re so fucking sexy. Keep going, baby.” Jack’s eyes were dark, almost hypnotic, as he watched me finger myself. I dragged my other hand up my body and played with a nipple. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I moved up his body and settled myself onto him. It was warm and pliable and he slid in easily, but still filled me with heat and pleasure.

I kept playing with my own tits as I rode him, slowly at first, but as my urgency grew, I couldn’t hold back and ground my hips faster and harder. Jack guided my hips with his hands and watched as I shuddered and spiraled out of control. He kept me going until he found his own release and then I collapsed down onto his chest.