“God, yes,” I moan.
His blue eyes flicker to mine, hitting me with his sex-hot gaze, as he pushes another finger in me and starts to f**k me with them. Then he continues his sweet assault of my senses with his tongue.
“Ah, yes,” I breathe, clutching my own breast, the tension inside me building to insane. My core tightens in response to his maddening licks. “Yes, Jake…oh, please…right there…holy f**k, I’m coming!” I suddenly cry out.
Like a bolt of lightning searing through me, the orgasm tears through my body, arching my back off the bed. Jake pins my hips down with his free hand, continuing to draw the orgasm out, while I move under him as he climaxes me to epic proportions.
I’ve gone two days without this, without him, and apparently I was ready. More ready than I had realised.
As the sensations ebb, I sag into the bed, replete and boneless.
In my hazy orgasmic vision, I see Jake peeling off his T-shirt and reaching for his shorts.
Forcing myself up, I stand on wobbly legs and stop his hands with mine.
“Let me.”
Jake is always pleasuring me. Now it’s my turn to please him.
I hook my fingers into the waistband of his shorts. Pulling them down, I follow them on their journey, my knees hitting the floor the moment they do. Jake kicks them aside, while my gaze alights on his thick cock.
Without hesitation, I take him in my hand and place my lips over his crown, drawing him into my mouth.
“Jesus,” Jake groans, his body jerking at the feel of me around him. He grabs a fistful of my hair, steadying himself. “The feel of your mouth gets me every time, Tru, it’s so f**kin’ warm…so soft.”
The silk and steeliness of him makes me moan.
I feel a shudder move through him.
I flicker my tongue on the underside, pull back slightly, lick the tip, then take him back in my mouth. I feel a burst of pr**cum hit my tongue.
Greedily swallowing it, I start to fist him farther into my mouth, sucking hard, taking in as much of him as I can.
“Tru, your mouth…so hot…you suck me so good.”
Pleased that I’m pleasing him, I brace my hand against his hard thigh, relaxing my jaw, taking even more of him in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he growls. Taking hold of my head with his other hand, knotting his fingers into my hair, he starts to f**k my mouth.
“God…Tru…ah, we need to stop…I’m, ah, Jesus…I’m gonna come.” He starts to pull back, trying to remove himself from my mouth. But I want him to come in my mouth. I’ve missed the taste of him.
I tighten my hold on his thigh, removing my hand from his cock, gripping his other thigh, trying to keep him in place, letting him know my intention.
“No, baby, you’ve been sick, you don’t need me coming in your mouth.”
I glance up at him.
He shakes his head gently, running his fingers down my cheek. “Next time. Right now, I just want to come inside that gorgeous body of yours.”
I give him one last remembering suck, then let him guide me to my feet.
Jake’s eyes are blazing. I know how hard it must have been for him to stop.
I run my tongue over my upper lip. Jake’s eyes follow it.
“Where do you want me?” I whisper.
He inhales sharply. “Bend over and brace your hands against the wall.” There’s no conversation in his tone.
Loving the command, legs trembling, I do exactly as he says. I bend over and place my palms flat against the wall by the bed, more than ready.
I feel Jake move behind me. He nudges my legs farther apart with his knee, then I feel the head of his c**k press against my entrance.
“I’m gonna f**k you, baby. Hard. You ready?” I don’t have to see him to know his teeth are gritted together, that his restraint is almost gone.
Keen, I push my hips back against him. “What are you waiting for?”
Jake grabs hold of my hips and slams into me in one swift move, jolting me forward.
“Fuck,” he bites out.
I steady myself against the wall as Jake pulls my hips back.
He eases out of me, then drives into me again with a long, hard thrust. I can’t help the loud moan that escapes me.
Jake’s grip on me tightens to near pain, holding me in place, but I don’t care. I need this. I need him.
“Talk to me in Spanish, sweetheart,” he growls.
A smile sweeps my lips. Knowing exactly what this does to him, I comply readily. “No me jodas más, Jake. Harder!”
Jake loves the Puerto Rican in me, and the sound of me speaking Spanish drives him crazy.
Any reserve he had left is gone, and he starts f**king me hard and ruthless, talking sex to me. “Jesus, Tru, you’re so f**kin’ sexy with that dirty mouth of yours. You feel so f**kin’ tight and hot. I’m so hard…fucking you deep…”
I can feel him growing even bigger inside me, hitting that spot, the one hidden deep within me. It’s only ever been touched by Jake, and I know he’s getting near.
He moves his hand around to my sex and rubs my clit with his finger, urging me on to another orgasm.
My muscles start to tighten and spasm as he thrusts his big c**k in and out of me.
“Come, Tru. Now.”
My body bows to his command, and I climax in a lust-fuelled haze of his dominance, my core tightening around him.
I feel him shudder. “Fuck, Tru!” he cries out, and I feel the heat of him spurt into me, his hips jerking, ramming into me, as he fills me with his se**n.