when it dawned on her how wicked and brazen she had behaved with Jack McKenna with very little prompting on his part. But for now…
She smiled when her face finally bobbed up into his line of vision. She swallowed the semen she had caught with her mouth in front of him, letting him watch the intimate, sensuous act.
He gulped, his Adam’s apple working up and down. She grinned.
“Witch,” he muttered. “Redheaded witch.” His gaze trailed down to the thatch of trimmed, dark red curls between her thighs. “All real and all mine while you’re here,” he murmured as he ran his fingers through it.
She shivered, gasping when his thumb found her clit and began rubbing it. She held on to his shoulders as he intimately massaged her, her hips slowly undulating to get more friction.
He rubbed her faster, brisker, causing her to moan.
“Cum for me,” he said thickly, his thumb expertly rubbing the wet and swollen piece of female flesh. She gasped when two fingers on his other hand penetrated her, sinking deep into her pussy. “Ride me, baby,” he murmured.
She groaned as she rode his fingers, fucking herself with them as fast as she could while he rubbed her clit, her heavy breasts bouncing up and down before him. She gasped when his mouth latched onto a nipple with a growl and frantically sucked on it.
She rode his fingers faster and faster, bouncing up and down on top of them, her eyes closed while she moaned, her body screaming with the need to orgasm.
His mouth sucked hard on her nipple, his fingers remained buried deep inside of her cunt, his thumb continued to firmly rub her clit…
“Oh my god.”
She gyrated her hips frantically as she burst, riding his fingers as fast as she could while she drenched his hand. He released her nipple with a popping sound, then sat back and watched her come, his dark eyes narrowed in arousal as he felt her pussy muscles tremble around his fingers.
When it was done, when she had come down from her orgasmic high, she could do nothing but breathe heavily and cling to him, his fingers still buried possessively inside of her.
He stroked her ass with his free hand, murmuring to her in his rough voice about what a good girl she’d been.
Long moments later, when both of them were calm, Jack peeled her torso off of his so he could make eye contact with her. His dark eyes were serious, brooding. His drenched, callused fingers left her pussy, then trailed up to play in her glistening triangle of dark red curls. “Don’t let another man on the island touch your cunt,” he warned her. “I mean it, Krissy. I couldn’t handle it.”
Kris closed her eyes briefly and took a calming breath. “Jack…”
“Don’t try to get me jealous,” he said softly. Too softly. “It’s called playing with fire, sweetheart. And you know what happens to bad girls who play with fire.”
They get burned.
The words hung there between them, unspoken.
She sighed. “Jack, it’s not that I want to be with another man in particular on the island, but realistically, don’t you think we should stay away from each other? I mean, what happens when we return to the real world? The more that passes between us here, the weirder the situation will be.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but she forestalled him when she gently pressed her palm to his lips. “Don’t do this,” she said almost desperately as she crawled out of his lap.
This was just too much. She was tired and overwhelmed and confused and—
Kris released his mouth as she rose to her feet. Her nostrils flared as she stood naked and defiant before him. “I won’t fall for you, Jack McKenna. I won’t do it!” She blew out a breath and shook her head slightly. “Please just stay away from me,” she whispered.
And with that she turned around and fled from the tiki bar.
His mouth agape, Jack watched her sweet ass walk quickly away from him. Until the moment she’d spoken the betraying words, he’d had no idea that Professor
She smiled when her face finally bobbed up into his line of vision. She swallowed the semen she had caught with her mouth in front of him, letting him watch the intimate, sensuous act.
He gulped, his Adam’s apple working up and down. She grinned.
“Witch,” he muttered. “Redheaded witch.” His gaze trailed down to the thatch of trimmed, dark red curls between her thighs. “All real and all mine while you’re here,” he murmured as he ran his fingers through it.
She shivered, gasping when his thumb found her clit and began rubbing it. She held on to his shoulders as he intimately massaged her, her hips slowly undulating to get more friction.
He rubbed her faster, brisker, causing her to moan.
“Cum for me,” he said thickly, his thumb expertly rubbing the wet and swollen piece of female flesh. She gasped when two fingers on his other hand penetrated her, sinking deep into her pussy. “Ride me, baby,” he murmured.
She groaned as she rode his fingers, fucking herself with them as fast as she could while he rubbed her clit, her heavy breasts bouncing up and down before him. She gasped when his mouth latched onto a nipple with a growl and frantically sucked on it.
She rode his fingers faster and faster, bouncing up and down on top of them, her eyes closed while she moaned, her body screaming with the need to orgasm.
His mouth sucked hard on her nipple, his fingers remained buried deep inside of her cunt, his thumb continued to firmly rub her clit…
“Oh my god.”
She gyrated her hips frantically as she burst, riding his fingers as fast as she could while she drenched his hand. He released her nipple with a popping sound, then sat back and watched her come, his dark eyes narrowed in arousal as he felt her pussy muscles tremble around his fingers.
When it was done, when she had come down from her orgasmic high, she could do nothing but breathe heavily and cling to him, his fingers still buried possessively inside of her.
He stroked her ass with his free hand, murmuring to her in his rough voice about what a good girl she’d been.
Long moments later, when both of them were calm, Jack peeled her torso off of his so he could make eye contact with her. His dark eyes were serious, brooding. His drenched, callused fingers left her pussy, then trailed up to play in her glistening triangle of dark red curls. “Don’t let another man on the island touch your cunt,” he warned her. “I mean it, Krissy. I couldn’t handle it.”
Kris closed her eyes briefly and took a calming breath. “Jack…”
“Don’t try to get me jealous,” he said softly. Too softly. “It’s called playing with fire, sweetheart. And you know what happens to bad girls who play with fire.”
They get burned.
The words hung there between them, unspoken.
She sighed. “Jack, it’s not that I want to be with another man in particular on the island, but realistically, don’t you think we should stay away from each other? I mean, what happens when we return to the real world? The more that passes between us here, the weirder the situation will be.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but she forestalled him when she gently pressed her palm to his lips. “Don’t do this,” she said almost desperately as she crawled out of his lap.
This was just too much. She was tired and overwhelmed and confused and—
Kris released his mouth as she rose to her feet. Her nostrils flared as she stood naked and defiant before him. “I won’t fall for you, Jack McKenna. I won’t do it!” She blew out a breath and shook her head slightly. “Please just stay away from me,” she whispered.
And with that she turned around and fled from the tiki bar.
His mouth agape, Jack watched her sweet ass walk quickly away from him. Until the moment she’d spoken the betraying words, he’d had no idea that Professor
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