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His eyes roam over my body in reverence. "Holly…. you're beautiful," he whispers in awe.

I clench my hands at my sides, nerves dancing in my stomach. I want him to be happy with what he sees.

He lies me back on the bed and spreads my legs and before I can protest, he bends and kisses me there.

I convulse off the bed, still sensitive from the orgasm I had only moments ago.

He smiles into me as his eyes hold mine, his thick tongue licking deep into my core.

His hands are on my inner thighs as he holds my legs open. I try to close them, and he slams them back to the bed. "Don’t move," he growls in a warning.

Nerves flutter in my stomach and I get the feeling that Jack likes his own way in the bedroom…not that I'm complaining. His touch is dominant, controlling. And dare I say it, on the edge of control.

His tongue laps my orgasm up and his eyes flutter closed in pleasure.

I can feel it building again and I run my fingers through his thick hair.

Oh Hell.

His hand splays over my lower stomach to hold me down as my back arches off the bed.

"Get your clothes off," I plead. This isn’t fair. I'm lying here open and wet at his disposal and he's still fully dressed.

Fire dances in his eyes and he stands and peels his shirt of over his head. His broad chest comes into view. It’s thick and wide with a scattering of dark hair and I clench in appreciation.

With his eyes locked on mine, he slowly unzips his jeans and slides them down. His thick hard cock springs free and I have to concentrate on not dropping my jaw.

Fucking hell… he's hung.

Thick veins are coursing down the length of him and pre-ejaculate is dripping from its engorged end.

I begin to quiver, knowing what's in store for me. He hasn’t been with a woman in seven years and, oh my God, I'm going to get it good.

This is Alaskan porn at its fucking best.

I lean up onto my knees and take him into my mouth. He tastes good and I put my hands on his thick quads as my sex clenches. Hell, he's the perfect specimen.

His hand goes tenderly to the back of my head as he watches on, our eyes are locked, and he has a sexy smile on his face. "How's your ankle now?" he asks.

"What ankle?" I smirk around him. I'm not even joking. The only thing I can feel is my pulse pumping between my legs, preparing for battle. Demanding it.

I begin to fist him with my hand while I suck him, and his eyes roll back in his head. I smile around him. "You like that, baby?" I whisper.

He shudders and screws up his face and I know he's trying to hold it off, but I need him to come. I want him to lose control like I did.

He grabs my hair in his two hands and begins to ride my mouth as his instincts take over. His breathing is labored, and I know that he's close. "Holly," he pants. "Holly." He pumps my mouth hard as he tips his head back to the sky. "Oh fuck…. Holly." He comes in a rush down my throat and I smile as I drink him down.

I don’t know if I've ever seen something so beautiful.

I'm not usually one for swallowing, but damn it… for him, I am.

I keep licking him up, taking my time as our eyes stay locked. A tenderness runs between us and he brushes my hair back from my forehead. I smile softly and then he does something unexpected. He bends and takes my face in his hands and kisses me with everything he’s got, and my heart somersaults in my chest.

I've never been kissed like this before, so completely.

He crawls over me and takes me in his arms and for a long time we kiss, making out like teenagers in love who have all the time in the world.

It's not hurried or anxious. The feeling of his skin next to mine is warm and safe. His touch is tender, so unlike any touch I've felt before.

We kiss and we kiss, and after a while I feel his erection begin to grow against my hip. With every thrash of our tongues, I feel him lose a little more control, until our kisses are violent and his hands are spreading my legs, opening up my body for his.

"Shit," he murmurs against my lips.

"What?"

"I don’t have any condoms."

"Oh." I think for a moment. "I'm on birth control and I was tested when my marriage ended. I haven’t had sex with anyone since then."

He pulls back to look at me with surprise. "How long ago was that?"

I swallow the lump in my throat. "Three and a half years ago."