up at her captured wrists, and then snapped her angry glare back on him. “I thought this was what you wanted,” she all but growled.
His jaw worked as he struggled to stay calm—to stay in control. “To make love to you—yes! But if you start going all wild on me, I’m gonna have your heels behind your ears and my cock crammed up to your fucking eyeballs before you can so much as blink.”
She struggled to draw her hands free, high cheekbones slashed with color. “I thought that’s what you wanted!”
Jake closed his eyes on a sharp look of pain, then opened them and backed her up until her legs hit the bed and she felt herself being pushed down onto her back. He loomed over her, so big and tall and wide that she felt dwarfed by his powerful size.
“Yes,” he hissed through his teeth, “that’s exactly what I want. I want to fuck your little cunt so hard you can’t walk straight for a week, Taylor. And that’s only for starters! But I was trying to be gentle with you—at least for our first time!”
Laid out at the foot of the bed this way, with her feet barely touching the carpet and her hands now pinned down by either side of her head, Taylor felt a savage desperation for anything but gentleness. Panting, nearly mindless with need, she groaned, “You can be gentle later, Jake! God, if you didn’t want me like this right now, you shouldn’t have teased me like that at dinner! What in the hell did you expect?”
It finally hit him through his haze of lust. She was just as bad off as he was—just as hungry, just as crazed.
Fuck, what an idiot. Here he had the only woman in the world who melted his heart and made his cock literally ache with need dying for him, and he’d been wasting time worrying about scaring her off.
Fool. Idiot. Asshole.
And he didn’t waste a moment more.
Jake quickly shifted his grip on her wrists to one hand so he could give her exactly what she wanted, resting his weight on his forearm beside her head. “You want me outta control?” he grunted, shoving her skirt up to her waist with his free hand and ripping the insubstantial blue lace away. “You got it, baby.”
And then he was there, his rough calloused hand pressing between her parted legs, invading her juice soaked pussy with the unerring skill of an expert.
Her eyes were shocked wide, holding his dark, heavy-lidded stare as his fingers moved over her. They traced the swollen seam of her lips, delved inside, separating her to skim over the hard crest of her clit and then lower, circling the tiny, creamy hole. She was drenched, soaked, and he moved his fingers until she coated him, all the while holding her wide-eyed gaze. “You’re gushing, Taylor. I’ve never felt anything so juicy before.”
She shivered in answer, shifting her legs farther apart, begging with her eyes for more. This! This was exactly how she’d always known it would be with Jake—this hungry desperation for everything he could give her. She felt free. Free and wonderful and greedy for everything his savagely set features were promising her.
His rough fingertips rubbed across her swollen vulva, circling just inside the silky rim. “Just how tight are you, sweetheart?”
Taylor hoped to God he didn’t expect an answer, because all she could do was pant and tremble as he began pushing one big, blunt finger up into her, stretching the narrow passage to make room for him. She watched as his eyes squeezed closed, and then shot back open.
“You feel like a hot little clamp, gripping me as hard as it can. Shit,” he rasped, beginning to work a second finger alongside the first, unable to believe how hot and sweet her snug inner walls felt stretching around him. “I’m probably gonna come the second I cram my cock in here.”
He finally got them both lodged within the tiny entrance of her pussy, then reached into her as far as he could, amazed at the tight, wet heat of her clinging depths. How in the hell had he ever lived
His jaw worked as he struggled to stay calm—to stay in control. “To make love to you—yes! But if you start going all wild on me, I’m gonna have your heels behind your ears and my cock crammed up to your fucking eyeballs before you can so much as blink.”
She struggled to draw her hands free, high cheekbones slashed with color. “I thought that’s what you wanted!”
Jake closed his eyes on a sharp look of pain, then opened them and backed her up until her legs hit the bed and she felt herself being pushed down onto her back. He loomed over her, so big and tall and wide that she felt dwarfed by his powerful size.
“Yes,” he hissed through his teeth, “that’s exactly what I want. I want to fuck your little cunt so hard you can’t walk straight for a week, Taylor. And that’s only for starters! But I was trying to be gentle with you—at least for our first time!”
Laid out at the foot of the bed this way, with her feet barely touching the carpet and her hands now pinned down by either side of her head, Taylor felt a savage desperation for anything but gentleness. Panting, nearly mindless with need, she groaned, “You can be gentle later, Jake! God, if you didn’t want me like this right now, you shouldn’t have teased me like that at dinner! What in the hell did you expect?”
It finally hit him through his haze of lust. She was just as bad off as he was—just as hungry, just as crazed.
Fuck, what an idiot. Here he had the only woman in the world who melted his heart and made his cock literally ache with need dying for him, and he’d been wasting time worrying about scaring her off.
Fool. Idiot. Asshole.
And he didn’t waste a moment more.
Jake quickly shifted his grip on her wrists to one hand so he could give her exactly what she wanted, resting his weight on his forearm beside her head. “You want me outta control?” he grunted, shoving her skirt up to her waist with his free hand and ripping the insubstantial blue lace away. “You got it, baby.”
And then he was there, his rough calloused hand pressing between her parted legs, invading her juice soaked pussy with the unerring skill of an expert.
Her eyes were shocked wide, holding his dark, heavy-lidded stare as his fingers moved over her. They traced the swollen seam of her lips, delved inside, separating her to skim over the hard crest of her clit and then lower, circling the tiny, creamy hole. She was drenched, soaked, and he moved his fingers until she coated him, all the while holding her wide-eyed gaze. “You’re gushing, Taylor. I’ve never felt anything so juicy before.”
She shivered in answer, shifting her legs farther apart, begging with her eyes for more. This! This was exactly how she’d always known it would be with Jake—this hungry desperation for everything he could give her. She felt free. Free and wonderful and greedy for everything his savagely set features were promising her.
His rough fingertips rubbed across her swollen vulva, circling just inside the silky rim. “Just how tight are you, sweetheart?”
Taylor hoped to God he didn’t expect an answer, because all she could do was pant and tremble as he began pushing one big, blunt finger up into her, stretching the narrow passage to make room for him. She watched as his eyes squeezed closed, and then shot back open.
“You feel like a hot little clamp, gripping me as hard as it can. Shit,” he rasped, beginning to work a second finger alongside the first, unable to believe how hot and sweet her snug inner walls felt stretching around him. “I’m probably gonna come the second I cram my cock in here.”
He finally got them both lodged within the tiny entrance of her pussy, then reached into her as far as he could, amazed at the tight, wet heat of her clinging depths. How in the hell had he ever lived
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