“How’d I do?” I asked.
“You sure you’ve never done that before?” he asked.
I shook my head playfully and twisted a lock of hair on my finger. I was so relaxed around him, not a bit shy about my nakedness. In fact, the way Jay was looking at me only made me aware of how sexy I felt in his presence.
I reached out and circled my breast with a finger, tracing its line and watching as his eyes followed my movement down my stomach to my pussy. Wet didn’t even begin to describe it, and using the tip of my middle finger, I slowly circled my clit while I stared into his eyes.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he growled.
“Yeah?” I whispered. “What are you gonna do about it?”
The corner of Jay’s mouth twisted into a grin. He lowered himself towards me, and I’d expected him to just put it in and fuck me missionary, but that’s not what happened.
His strong hands found my hips, and in the blink of an eye, I was on my knees in front of him with my ass in the air and my back arched like a gymnast.
“I don’t think I can be gentle anymore, duchess,” Jay whispered in my ear. My body flared with heat and I glanced back at him over my shoulder.
“Then don’t.”
Chapter Nine
Rachel
Without warning or hesitation, Jay slid his cock inside me and I cried out. This angle was somehow even deeper and hit new spots inside of me that I didn’t even know existed.
“Oh, shit!”
My whole body was charged and blooming with heat as he started to fuck me, and I buried my face in the couch cushion as he pounded me like he was trying to split me in half.
Oh. My. God.
He’d just come but he was still harder than he’d ever been and I could feel every single hard inch as he slid in and out of me like a jackhammer.
I could feel my ass shaking and knew that he was watching it. His rough, working-man hands gripped my hips like he thought I was going to try to escape, but there was nowhere in the world I’d rather be—and he knew that. He had to.
“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” he purred as I ground back against him, feeling so stretched that I was right on the borderline of pleasure and pain without going over.
“So have I,” I whispered back.
“I knew you’d be good, but I had no idea you’d be this good,” he said. “I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”
“Fuck me, Jay,” I whimpered. “Fuck me hard.”
My core tightened as Jay picked up the pace and I felt myself becoming more and more aware of my own sexuality and embracing it. Knowing that I was destined to marry Caleb, I never gave much thought to the idea of me having a real sex life. But as I felt beads of sweat drip from Jay’s body to mine, my soul awakened with my own sexuality and I screamed into the throw pillow.
An orgasm came out of nowhere and hit me like a bowling ball to the head. My knees slid back and my legs collapsed out from under me, but Jay held me tight as my entire body quivered and shook with intense pleasure.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Come, baby. Come for me.”
“I’m coming!” I shouted as I lost complete control.
Even my arms were shaking. My back arched in the opposite direction as my pussy clenched down on his thick cock, holding him deep inside me. I felt the swollen head, the shaft and his balls pressed against my clit.
My cheeks were burning like I was blushing, but there wasn’t an ounce of shyness or embarrassment in me. I was completely open for this man, exposed and blooming with happiness at just how open I felt for him.
My pussy clenched down in rhythm with my orgasm and as I started to come down, Jay spanked me hard on the ass. I yelped and slid off his cock and lay quivering on the couch beneath him.
After what felt like a minute, I was finally able to turn my head to face him, and when I did, I saw him sitting back on his knees, stroking his enormous erection, smiling at me like I was the most wonderful thing he’d ever seen.