Until Jake

Kate’s breath hitched. Her soft moans filled the room.

Jake’s hands on her ass held her steady as he pleasured her. It was sheer ecstasy.

“That feels incredible,” she murmured.

And Kate knew she’d be giving into another glorious release any second now. She was that sexually charged. He was that talented.

He kept up his sinful ministrations and Kate thought she’d go half out of her mind. She’d never experienced this level of determination to get her off. She really didn’t want it to end. But then two fingertips replaced his tongue on her clit, rubbing with more pressure. Faster. And everything inside her started to go haywire.

Kate’s soft moans turned raspy.

Christ, she was so close to coming.

The man was downright lethal to her senses.

Jake’s fingers plunged into her and stroked heartily. His other hand shifted slightly to splay over her tailbone at an angle. His thumb whisked along the crevice of her ass before the pad pressed against that forbidden spot.

For a moment, she tensed—it was such a foreign sensation.

But an insanely arousing one.

She spread her thighs a bit more. Arched her back further. Lifted her ass higher.

Her razor-sharp desires ruling her actions, Kate relinquished her hold on the duvet and massaged her clit in time with Jake’s intimate caressing.

“Does that feel good, Kate?”

“So unbelievably good.”

Jake added a third finger, picked up the pace. Dipped his thumb in. And Kate lost it.

She called his name as the orgasm tore through her.

Kate’s inner muscles clenched his fingers.

“Jesus, I need you to be doing that to my cock,” he said.

He let her ride out the wave before he withdrew from her. Then she heard the ripping of foil. His arm hooked around her waist as he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. He thrust deep into her, making her cry out. His hips bucked and his arm around her tightened, holding her in place.

“Oh, God, yes,” she said on a ragged breath. “Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me hard.”

He filled and stretched her, the fit a snug one. She was slick with arousal and he pumped into her with an insistent tempo.

“Kate,” he said in a tone raw with need. “You’re sensational.”

She pushed back against him, wanting—demanding—more. He gave it to her, driving into her, making her soar like never before. He knew what she needed. Pushed deeper until he was stroking that magical spot and Kate was climbing even higher.

She’d been sex-starved, sure. Depressingly, distressingly so. But Jake was certainly rectifying that this evening.

Her pussy milked his cock. She squeezed tight and he groaned.

“Yeah, Kate. Like that. Just like that.”

She continued while the tension pulled taut within her. She knew she was close to coming. Could probably set some sort of world record with her lack of control. Yet she fought the lure of another fantastic orgasm. Her concentration was centered on how well she and Jake fit together. How assertive he was. How confident he was in his skill at making her come so vibrantly she saw stars.

“Jake,” she said on a broken breath. “You’re perfect inside me.”

“Kate, I’m about to lose it.”