He lets out a low groan as he begins massaging and kneading my breasts and I can't help myself from sighing his name.
Not before long, my pants are joining my t-shirt on the floor and I'm completely naked before him.
His eyes blaze as he scans over my body and pulls me back to him.
I straddle him and his hands dig into my lower back as he plants gentle kisses along my chest leading up to my neck and finally my lips.
I feel his erection through the flannel of his pants and I grind against it shamelessly, wanting more than anything to feel him inside me.
He runs his fingertips along my hips and blows his breath across my nipples, the sensations causing goosebumps to break out over my skin.
His mouth finds the pulse point on my neck and he drags his tongue along it as his finger dips inside me. The sound of his fingers plunging into my wetness fill the room, but I'm too turned on to feel self-conscious at this point.
I'm on the verge of having an orgasm when Jackson pauses and pulls his pants down. He holds the base of his erection and slips his length between my folds, but doesn't enter me. I look down and lick my lips when I see that my slickness is coating his cock, making it glisten.
He gives me a smirk before he circles the barbell of his piercing directly over my clit causing me to come harder and faster than I ever knew was possible.
He peppers my neck with kisses as the last of my climax trickles out of me and onto him. I'm desperate to have him inside me at this point and I know he feels the same because he reaches into the nightstand drawer and gets out a condom.
He looks at the condom then back to me and I nod my head, letting him know that I want this.
I'm waiting for him to put it on, but instead, he cradles my face in his hands and gives me a look that steals my breath. His eyes penetrate me and I can feel how much he loves me with a single glance.
He puts the condom on and pulls me in for another long and sultry kiss. I think he's going to enter me and start fucking me, but he doesn't.
Instead, he grips my hips and gently lifts me before slowly setting me down on top of his erection. I feel him enter me inch by inch gradually—purposely taking his time to make sure I'm not in any discomfort.
Once he's filled me up to the hilt, I begin bouncing on top of him rapidly, wanting to make it good for him. He groans my name and curses under his breath. Then his hands press down on my thighs causing me to pause my movements while he pulls me in for another slow kiss.
In a single movement, he flips us so that he's the one on top before he begins thrusting inside me. His thrusts are both deep and gentle rendering me breathless. He looks at me as he reaches down and links our fingers together before bringing them above my head.
This concept of going slow and sweet is so new and foreign to me. I'm far from a virgin, but I've never had sex like this before. I've never had anyone take their time and worship me or my body. It makes me feel loved and cherished in a way I never knew was possible.
Jackson brushes the tear from my cheek and leans his forehead against mine. “I love you,” he whispers. I tell him that I love him too and it's such a tender moment between us, I know I'll never forget it.
I always thought that when Jackson and I had sex it would be a frantic frenzy filled with lust, with him racing to the finish line. I never knew that it would be this passionate and powerful or that it would somehow intensify the connection between us.
Our guards are down and our insides have been stripped, leaving us bare in so many ways. There's something so beautiful and raw about what's happening right now.
My legs start to shake and an all-consuming climax begins to take over my body, heightened by the emotions flowing through me. Jackson stares down at me, watching me with hooded eyes.
His face is strained and I know he's trying to hold off, but I want him to let go at the same time I do. I untangle my hands from his, skim over his broad back and grab hold of his ass while my walls clench around him and I sigh his name. I watch as the muscles in his forearms flex and his mouth parts open before he whispers my name and his release swiftly follows mine.
Chapter Thirty
Jackson
I prop myself up on one elbow and watch as she yawns and stretches while sprawled out on my bed.
Her eyes are still closed and she mewls my name in her sleep, which only encourages the morning wood I'm sporting.
Her hair is a perfect combination of bed head and just been fucked hair. I lean in and get a whiff of that coconut scent that I love so much.
She stretches again, only this time the sheet falls and her breasts are fully exposed to me. Her pretty pink nipples are just begging to be sucked on.
A man can only be strong for so long. I don't know where to start first because I want to taste every part of her body. Since her breasts are mere centimeters from my face, I decide I'm gonna start there and work my way down.
I move forward and give her right nipple a little lick and wait for her response. And what a response it is, she moans and arches her back, shoving her breasts into my face.
I suck one nipple into my mouth while kneading the other one with my hand. Her eyes are still closed, but I notice the coy smile on her face. This little minx has been awake the entire time, purposely teasing me with these pretty titties of hers.
In one fell swoop, I dive under the sheet and spread her thighs apart. I loved making love to her last night and baring my entire soul to her...it was the single best moment of my entire life.
But right now? Right now her sex is wet for me and I need to issue my own brand of teasing.
When I look up, I notice her eyes are still closed and she's still trying to feign sleep and innocence, even though the little coy smile hasn't left her perfect face. Part of me thinks it's adorable, but the other part of me wants to spank that luscious ass of hers for putting on an act in front of me.
I lift the sheet off her body and throw it on the floor. I position myself between her thighs again and kiss her navel before lavishing it with my tongue. Her hips push up but I grab onto those hipbones of hers that make me lose my mind. “You move and I'll stop,” I inform her. “You wanted to be cute and pretend to be sleeping while you teased me with this gorgeous body of yours...didn't you?”
She nods and I bite the inside of her thigh. “I said don't move.”
She immediately goes still and I hear a whimper escape. The sound goes right to my cock and I have to suck in a breath.
I inhale the scent of her arousal combined with coconut and I barely suppress my growl. I work my way down her body all while whispering how beautiful she is.
I might be taking the control and teaching her a lesson, but I don't want her to get the wrong idea and think that I'm any less appreciative of her beauty and the gift of her body that she's trusting me with.
I'm very appreciative. I know I'm a lucky man. I've got what most men can only hope and wish to find in their lifetime. I've got a beautiful woman who loves me unconditionally, despite my past. And I'll spend the rest of my life matching that 10 fold.
I draw little circles on the inside of her thighs with my tongue that has her gasping. I see her hands clench at her sides and I bite the inside of her thigh again in warning.
She blows out a breath and I know she's becoming frustrated