Kisses From Jack (The Kisses 1.5)

She stepped back and in a one smooth motion raised the hem of her sundress up and

over her head. All she had on was a pair of tiny white panties. Jack's breath caught and all the need he had been keeping tamped down came roaring to life.

“Wow,” he whispered, looking her up and down. She bit her lip and blushed, suddenly shy. “You are so beautiful.”

She grinned, flipping her hair back behind her shoulder. “I'm just getting started. Take off your shirt.”

Confidence looked good on her, he thought as he pulled the shirt up and over his head. A sly smirk crossed her features and she moved as though she were coming to kiss him. Only, instead of kissing his lips, she dropped to her knees in front of him.

She bit her lip again as she concentrated on undoing the button to his shorts. He groaned as she tugged on the fabric, pulling them free. The palm of her hand went straight to his groin, rubbing his hardening erection through his boxers. The muscles of his abs tensed with the pleasure.

She looked up at him, wide eyed and eager to please, as she pulled the boxers down. He loved the little gasp she made when she saw him, nearly fully erect and more than ready to take her. Lust shimmered in her green eyes like sunlight on the water. She took a deep breath, preparing herself to take him in her mouth.

“You don't have to—” Jack started to say, but his words were stopped as she introduced him to pure bliss. Her tongue caressed his cock, swirling and tasting his desire. He groaned as she ran her fingers up his legs and up to his stomach. Abs and ass tight, it was all he could do not to force himself into her mouth. He wanted to take her and take her hard. “Emma...”

He couldn't find the words. Everything was pleasure from her mouth to her hands and everything in between. Her tongue pressed and sucked with gentle strokes that drove him absolutely wild. His hips rocked back and forth of their own accord.

He had to pull away. She was causing his body to react like a high schooler's again. He didn't want to come in her mouth, not on their wedding day. He wanted to join with her, to make her feel more pleasure than she'd ever known and have his name on her tongue when he finally released the tension in his groin.

She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. “How was that? I've never done that before.”

His stomach clenched on sheer desire. She had no idea how much her sweet innocence turned him on. It was nothing like the girls he usually dated, and that made it all the better.

He tucked his finger under her chin, guiding her up to standing while staring into her fathomless eyes. “Amazing, absolutely fucking amazing.”

She grinned, pleased with herself. “I wasn't done yet.”

“A few more seconds of you doing that to me, and I would have been.” His voice was husky and the only thing he could think of was getting inside her warmth. Of feeling her from the inside and bringing her to such pleasure that she never came down.

Emma flushed with pride. “Do you have a condom? I thought I might put it on for you.”

He kissed, not answering her question. His manhood pressed up against her skin, throbbing and begging to be touched. She dropped her hand to it, stroking him with just the tips of her fingers as her tongue danced with his.

“Emma,” he gasped as she wrapped her hand around his length and applied the most delightful pressure. She worked her hand up and down his shaft, making him groan with pleasure into her mouth.

He wasn't about to let her get away with only giving him pleasure. In return, he worked his hand to her breast, pinching the nipple and making her arch her spine at the pleasure and pain. Her skin was so soft in his hand as he cupped and twirled the pebbled nipple in his fingers.

Slowly, he slid his hand down her hip to the V at the top of her legs, pressing his fingers against the soft white satin of her panties. She whimpered as he pressed her pleasure button through the fabric. The whimper increased as he slid his hand down her front, touching fingers to damp skin.

Emma trembled as his fingers found her rhythm. Second by second, her grip loosened on him as she lost herself to the swirling storm of ecstasy he was working with his magical fingers. He felt her tense, her hands clenching to his shoulders as everything in her body went tight and started to vibrate.

Just watching her come on his hand, pressed against his body was driving him insane. He kept his rhythm though, making sure to keep her coming for as long as he could.

Emma sucked in a huge breathe as her lungs remembered they had a job to do. Her breaths came in short, fast pants and her eyes were still half-lidded with satisfaction.

“I need you, Emma,” Jack whispered, his breath tickling the small hairs on her neck. She shivered and stepped back from him.

“I'm yours, Jack.” Her eyes were serious and dark. They were everything he wanted.

“Left pocket,” he said, answering her question from before. He wished he could have her without anything between them, but he couldn't do that to her. He cared for her too much to risk changing her plans. She wanted to be a veterinarian. He couldn't keep her from that because he wanted to touch her.

She kept her hands on him as she bent for his shorts. Her palms sent flares of lust scorching from his skin straight to his groin. He needed her more than he needed to breathe. If she didn't hurry, he was going to have to just pin her to the floor and have his way with her, condom or no condom.

Her hands trembled as she unrolled the rubber onto his thick girth. It wasn't from nerves, though. The heat in her eyes told him it was pure want that was making her shake. She straightened from her task and slid the drenched panties off her hips.

His pupils dilated, seeing her completely naked in front of him. Instinct took over and he rushed forward, pinning her to the bed. His cock found her entrance as she willingly spread her legs to take him.

Their eyes met, and he entered her for the first time as man and wife.