Jackson (Tate Family Holidays 1)

I carry her to the living room and set her on her feet in front of the couch. I start pulling clothes off her. I know she deserves more than some quick fuck, but with the taste of her still on my lips I can’t stop. I won’t stop until I’m buried inside of her.

When I release the catch of her bra and pull it down her arms, I stop and simply stare at her. Her breasts are large with cherry red nipples. Her hands go up to cover them but I stop her and roll her nipples between my fingers. “You’re perfect,” I tell her as I suckle her nipple into my mouth.

“Oh fudge,” she calls out and under normal circumstances I would probably laugh at her refusal to use cuss words. But in this moment, I couldn’t laugh if I wanted to.

When she’s standing in front of me completely naked, I can feel my heart beating in my chest. Hell, she can probably hear it.

“What about you?” she whispers as she tries to cover her body from me.

I grab both of her arms and hold her steady. The wide curve of her hips, her large breasts and the soft swell of her belly – fuck, all of it makes me want to drop to my knees and worship her.

Pulling my shirt off and unbuttoning my pants, I slide them and my underwear down my legs. She steps back from me with a terrified look on her face. “That’s not going to fit inside me,” she murmurs throatily.

I fist my cock in my hand give it a nice long tug. Precum has leaded out of my tip and we both watch as it falls to the floor. When I look back up to her, she’s licking her lips.

I step toward her. Every step I take, she walks backwards until the back of her legs hit the couch and she falls backwards.

Her legs fly up and I catch them, lifting her up, and then I bury my face into her pussy until she’s squirming and writhing underneath me.

I release her clit from between my lips and tell her, “Fuck, baby. Since I tasted you earlier I knew I had to have you on my tongue. Come for me, Meg. Come for me.”

I latch on to her clit again and start pumping my fingers into her sweet, tight hole.

A slow tremble works its way up her body. My fingers pump into her harder and I suck and lick her clit until she’s convulsing around me, screaming my name and begging me not to stop.

Megan

With my core still vibrating, Jax moves up my body, kissing along the way.

When his lips meet mine, and his hard tip is pressing at my entrance, he pulls away enough to say, “I’m clean.”

At first I don’t understand, and when it hits me, I feel my face heat. “Me too. I’m clean.”

He leans his head against mine. Kissing my nose, he whispers, “I don’t want anything between us. I want to fuck you bare, honey.”

I gasp at the dirty words. I’ve never had a man talk to me like this, but I can feel my whole body ignite at his words. When I don’t answer, he asks again, “Can I fuck you bare, Meg?”

He’s sliding his length along my wet slit. Never penetrating me, but the promise of it is there.

“Yes. Yes. Jax. Any way you want. I just need you inside me.” I lift my hips to meet his, trying to get him where I want him.

He lines himself up at my opening and I hold my breath with my eyes clinched tightly together. Darn, I know it’s going to hurt.

“Look at me, baby,” he commands me, with the head of his penis barely touching the opening of my inner walls.

I open my eyes slowly and once they are completely open, he starts to push farther inside me. When I start to close my eyes, he stops again and I groan.

“Baby, eyes on me. I want you looking at me when I fill you up. Keep them open,” he sternly tells me and starts pushing into me again.

I can feel myself stretching around him and on instinct, I tighten against him.

I watch his face tauten and his lips tremble as he moans my name. His eyes on me, the connection between us sizzles and emotion wells up inside me as he watches me.

He groans. “You’re so tight.” He’s barely inside me but I feel him everywhere.

He pulls out of me and I watch our mixed juices coating him. He leans over and picks me up and then sits down with me straddling him. He moves me around like I weigh nothing. I’m sitting on top of him, his length pressed against the crease of my butt.

“You’re so tight, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. This first time, I want you in control.” He lifts my hips and then lines his manhood up to my opening and when he’s barely inside me, he grips my waist tightly. “It’s all you, baby. Take what you want.”