His size was staggering.
Jake was everything I never knew I needed. Everything I was afraid to want.
He reached down and dragged his knuckle around the top of my pussy where we were joined. And then, just like before, he found my clit like he had some GPS coordinates for just what I needed.
He left me, then his hips snapped forward and…
“Yes. God, yes.”
There was nothing but Jake. Around me, inside me, over me. He braced himself with his forearm, and his mouth sealed us together completely. I curled my arms around his shoulders, wound my legs around his hips and held on.
Arching into him, we found our rhythm.
I clung to him like a lifeline as I raced for that feeling from before. The heady, brain busting orgasm that pushed aside the noise that always seemed to live inside of me. Tension coiled inside me while the oncoming pleasure dissipated in a rush of fear.
“Erica.”
His dark, low voice saying my name snapped me out of it.
He pushed back my hair and cradled my face as he burrowed into me. “Here with me. Stop thinking about whatever is going on in there.” He nipped my bottom lip. “Here.” His hand slipped down to my chest. “I feel your heart racing.” He shifted to grip my hip. “I feel you clasping that sweet pussy around me.”
My breath stalled. That he had so many words rocked me. It always seemed like they were lodged in my brain and would never come out. Not with my family, not with my husband, not with my friends.
He slipped out of me.
“No, Jake. I’m—”
What?
I’m sorry? Please fuck me some more?
Dios.
He sat on the pool table, and then hauled me up to straddle his lap. His long legs were outstretched, and he’d shoved down his jeans to his knees.
He lifted me, his arms bulging with muscles. “Put me inside you.”
I fumbled between us, gripping him and stroking his shaft before pressing him along my slit. So big and so hot. The friction of the hair on his thighs buzzed against my skin as I slowly positioned him.
He growled. “What are you waiting for?”
I shook back my hair, my sudden giggle surprising me. “You’re the one who changed our positions, buddy.”
He seized my hips and dropped me down on him hard enough that my teeth snapped together. Quickly, he switched his hold so his huge fingers dug into as much of my ass and hips as he could reach.
I’d thought the little bit of friction before was good. Now?
Now there was no escaping this. I was on top, making everything between us even more intimate.
I rocked against him, and he hit a certain incredible spot inside me again and again. White-hot pleasure swamped me. The tremors started at my toes, locking all my nerve endings in an endless loop of sensory indulgence. I shuddered around him, holding him fast as he suddenly took my mouth, hot and hard.
I gripped his shoulders and trusted the fall.
Trusted that I wouldn’t end up covered in gravel and glass.
Trusted that he’d be with me.
I opened my eyes. Our gazes locked, and the flood of him inside me triggered my own orgasm.