“Oh, baby,” she giggles.
“Now, take those damn pants off, woman.”
How I can be as turned on as I have ever been in my life, want this woman more than I’ve ever wanted anything, need her more than I need my next fucking breath, and still feel like joking and laughing with her is fucking beyond me. I think because everything—happiness, laughter, desire, hunger, all of it—is wrapped up in Drew. She’s the complete package.
And she’s all mine.
Finally, she doesn’t waste time. She begins pushing her jeans down, and I put a knee on the bed to help free her from them. I give her a look that she definitely understands, doing the same with her panties, quickly following them with her bra. My breath feels like it burns my lungs as I take her in. Her sweet cunt is slick with desire, she’s waxed bare, and nothing has ever looked better. I want to lose myself there—and I fully intend to. She’s fucking perfect. I bend down, bringing my face close to her center. I breathe her in, smelling her hunger for me. I flatten my tongue out, licking on the outside of the lips of her pussy. I moan at my first taste of her. She’s so wet that the insides of her thighs glisten. And I kiss along the wetness, gathering more of her on my tongue and my lips. She’s trouble, addicting me with one taste. I know it’s an addiction that I’m never going to escape. I’m okay with it because I know I’ll never want to be free of her.
“Jack,” she moans, her hips thrusting out, her hands sliding into my hair as she tries to bring my mouth back to her pussy.
“Need something, baby?”
“You,” she whimpers.
My lips spread into a smile against her swollen, wet pussy. I pull her lips apart, opening that sweet cunt.
“Fuck, baby.”
“Oh, God,” she moans, her head pressing back into the pillows. Her legs come up, bending at the knee, and inadvertently opening her up to me even more. I tease her, licking her pussy up and down, teasing her entrance, but not giving her what she wants. I flick her clit causing her body to quake, and a fresh wave of her sweet juices to flood against my face as I suck on her clit and tease it. Her legs try to tighten against me. She moves restlessly, her heels pressing against my back. I move my hands under her ass, pulling her deeper into my face, grinding her sweet cunt into me, eating, biting, licking, and teasing—anything I can do that I know will drive her wild. My hold on her ass is harsh, bruising in force, but I don’t let her get away when she tries to turn from the force of the pleasure that I’m giving her. I hum my pleasure against her clit, and her entire body tightens as she fights her orgasm. I don’t let up, but at the same time, I let my hand move from her cheek to find the small, rosette opening of her ass. She’s so wet that her cream slides against my fingers. I gather as much as I can on one digit and then push it into her ass while I bite gently on her clit.
“Fuck!” she cries loudly. Her body rears up as if it’s being pulled by an invisible force.
I begin fucking her ass with my finger, adding a second and stretching her as I get in a rhythm. The entire time I’m grinding my face into her sweet cunt, letting her drown me in her juices. When I continue working her clit while stretching her ass, she loses it. Coming all over me, her body working to get everything it needs, and take everything I have to give—at least for now.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” she moans over and over, delirious as I lick her pussy, letting her ride out wave after wave of her orgasm.
My woman has a dirty mouth. Got to fucking love that. I move away from her with one last kiss to her pussy and go back on my knees.
“Your mouth should be marked as lethal, Jack,” she gasps, her body still trembling.
I grunt as I wrap my hand around my cock, moving the head in between the lips hiding her pussy from me.
“Oh, hell,” she whines. I rub the head of my cock against her clit and then back down. She tries to suck me inside her body, but I don’t let her. I press into her just a bit, not letting more than the tip go inside.
“Look at me, Drew,” I rumble, my balls so tight and sore that I know I’m not going to last long inside of her.
She slowly brings her gaze to mine, her eyes glazed with desire.
“From this moment on, baby, it’s you and me.”
“Jack…”
“I’m not letting you go, Drew. You need to know that. I want you to be in this with me. I need to hear you say you’re in this for the long haul, baby.”
She closes her eyes and I fight with disappointment. I pressed too hard, too soon. I should have known better. It’s just I’ve never needed another person in my life. Not once have I ever needed anyone.
But God help me, I need Drew.
She opens them back up and I think I can see tears gathered in them. Fear fills me. I hope I didn’t ruin this. My gut clenches just from the thought.
“I want a ring. I was lying before. I want a ring and a big ass wedding that’s going to probably cost you a fortune. I want my brother to walk me down the aisle, too.”
“It’s yours.”
“I want to honeymoon on the beach somewhere that’s private. Somewhere that we can make love under the stars and watch the waves roll on the shore.”
My heart squeezes in my fucking chest like it has been shot, but I don’t even mind the pain because my Drew just gave me everything.
Every-fucking-thing.
“I can do that,” I vow, my voice hoarse.
“And I want babies, Jack. I want your babies growing—” she stops talking as I thrust into her. “Growing inside of me,” she finishes, her legs going around me, her hands on me, her fingernails biting into my back.
Her pussy has a fucking tight grip on my cock, and I can feel her muscles fluttering against my hard shaft. She’s going to go as fast as I am, but that’s okay. We have forever ahead of us to take our time. Tonight, I just need to make her mine completely.
And give her those babies…
I begin to move, our pace steady if not erratic. I nibble on her neck, marking the skin there, then soothing it with my kiss, my hard cock tunneling into her. I stretch to capture her earlobe between my teeth sucking on it before finding the shell of her ear.
“Anything you want, Midnight. Anything you want,” I murmur. “I’ll give you anything you fucking want.”
“What if I want your love, Jack?” she moans, tightening up on my cock.
“You already have that, baby. You already have that,” I promise.
She goes still, me buried balls deep inside of her. “I love you,” she cries a second before she shatters, climaxing and taking me with her.
Perfection.
Chapter 17
Drew
“Did you have fun, Midnight?”
I look up at Jack while I wrap my robe around me and tie it.
I teased him the entire time I danced tonight in my skimpy little Santa themed costume. I admit I amped it up and even let more of my body show than normal. I don’t full on strip. Pasties and G-strings are my friends. Tonight, however, there was definitely a little more wildness in my dance and a lot more crawling on the table—the table that my man claimed and didn’t let anyone else have. Mickey didn’t throw a fit since Jack threw money at him. Mickey’s always been a numbers guy.