Chapter 32
HALLE
Oh.
My.
God.
I slowly opened my eyes then squinted. Although I could see Jake’s head was buried between my legs, I was still convinced that I was dreaming.
I thought the orgasm he gave me on the beach with his hands was incredible, but that? That was what fantasies were made of.
The man ate me out like a chocoholic devouring a velvety rich triple chocolate cake topped with Oreos, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and rich chocolate sprinkles.
And it was clear from the way he licked me over and over again so enthusiastically, he enjoyed every single second of it.
After years spent with a man who treated me like a leper and refused to go down on me (but of course he had no problem with me sucking his smelly dick), it was earth-shattering to have a man devour my pussy with such gusto.
I’ve never come so hard before in my life.
Agreeing to have some fun with Jake instead of overthinking things like I normally did was definitely the right decision. Even if it all ended right now, I’d be happy to relive that experience over and over again in my mind for eternity.
Jake lifted his head up from between my legs, looked me in the eyes, then licked his lips.
‘Good?’ he asked.
‘Good?’ I panted, still struggling to catch my breath. ‘We both know that was more than just good.’
A satisfied grin broke out on his face.
‘A man should never assume, am I right?’
‘I know I dazzled you with my acting skills during that roleplay, but not even an Oscar-winning actress could fake the orgasm I just had. I’m pretty sure everyone heard me scream your name in New York.’
Jake chuckled.
‘Only in New York? How about you let me see if I can make you scream so they can hear you in London?’
‘Sounds like my kind of challenge!’ I smiled. ‘But first, I want to return the favour,’ I said as I attempted to sit up, which wasn’t easy, considering I still felt like I was floating on a cloud.
‘Thanks for the offer, but tonight’s all about giving you pleasure.’ He stood up. ‘But if you really want to make me happy, please let me fuck you.’
‘Permission granted,’ I said, reaching forward and placing my hands on the side of his shorts. ‘Now I need permission to remove your clothes.’
‘Be my guest,’ he said.
As I took in the sight of his erection straining against the fabric, I swallowed hard. When we’d tried earlier I was overcome with fear and ‘what ifs’. Now the only emotion pulsing through my veins was pure desire.
I tugged his shorts and slowly pulled them down along with his boxers.
His cock sprang free like a jack bursting from its box and I marvelled at the delicious sight before wrapping my fingers around it then sliding my hand up and down his long, thick hard length.
He was already leaking pre-cum and knowing that I’d got him so excited sent a fresh wave of tingles racing through me.
‘Oh, fuck,’ he groaned. ‘Halle, baby. Please. I’m already hanging by a thread here. I won’t last if you do that. It feels too damn good. Let me get a condom. I need to be inside you.’
‘Okay.’
He reached down to his shorts, pulled out his wallet then took out a condom.
‘Wanna do the honours?’ he asked. ‘Actually, scrap that. I’ll do it. If I feel your hand on my cock again, I might embarrass myself by coming too quickly.’
He ripped the packet, rolled it on then straddled me.
‘You good?’ he asked.
‘Yes. Please. Fuck me.’
‘Want me to take it slow?’ he asked as he removed my dress and bra then tossed them both on the floor.
‘No. Don’t hold back.’
Jake’s eyes turned to charcoal.
‘Yes, ma’am!’
He lined his cock up at my entrance, then slammed into me.
‘Oh, God!’ I cried out. For a millisecond I thought I’d made a mistake by telling him not to hold back but as he stretched me open and pounded into me, over and over again, my whole body pulsed with arousal and the need for more.
Yeah, it was painful at first because it’d been a while, but once I’d adjusted to his size, my God it felt amazing.
Every thrust, every pump sent a fresh bolt of electricity up my spine.
I wrapped my legs around his back, pushing him deeper into me.
As we rocked together in perfect harmony I was overcome with ecstasy.
This was how sex was supposed to feel.
This was the sex I heard people talking about but always thought they’d exaggerated because I’d never dreamt it was possible.
But now that I knew that it was, I regretted all of those wasted years that I’d settled for mediocre shags.
How had I gone so long without feeling this?
‘Put your legs up on my shoulders baby, I wanna go deeper.’
I did as he asked and…
Ohhhh… yes.
Right there.
I looked up at Jake and as my eyes raked over him from his beautiful face, down to his broad shoulders, muscular chest, toned six pack right down to watching as his cock slid in and out of me, I couldn’t believe my luck.
The man whose photo I’d had on my bedroom wall was buried inside me. Fucking me hard. Never mind a fantasy. This was beyond my wildest dreams.
As Jake started circling my clit, I knew it was game over.
‘Oh, fuck,’ I cried out. ‘Yes, don’t stop!’
He picked up the pace, pounding into me harder, faster, deeper, all whilst lavishing my clit with attention.
I felt the wave building. No. It wasn’t a wave: it was a tsunami.
I wasn’t ready for this to end yet. Just a few more minutes was all I was asking for…
Too late.
My orgasm ripped through me, sending shockwaves shooting up from my toes, then zipping through my bloodstream before rocketing up to my brain.
My mind went fuzzy, my body trembled and I swear my eyes rolled back into my head. If someone told me I’d died, floated to heaven before being transported back to this bed and brought back to life, I’d believe them.
I squeezed my eyes shut and just like Jake had predicted I screamed his name so loud that they definitely heard me in London. Maybe in outer space too.
I should feel bad for whoever was in the room next door and had to listen to me shrieking like a wild animal, but this felt so fucking good I didn’t give a shit who I’d disturbed.
Sorry, definitely not sorry.
‘Jaaaakkkkeee!’ I cried out again, before my body stilled.
Jake thrust into me several times before a feral groan flew from his lips and he exploded inside me.
He collapsed on top of me, our chests slick with sweat, our bodies heaving.
‘Fuck,’ he said. ‘That was incredible.’ He tilted his head up and kissed me. As I tasted myself on my lips, I pictured him going down on me again. I’d never get tired of replaying that moment. Or the vision of him slamming in and out of me.
‘It really was.’
‘So I’m vindicated now, right?’
‘Vindicated? Why?’
‘Come on.’ He rolled his eyes. ‘On our first full day here, you said that you’d had a lot of practice with faking it. And I told you that if you slept with me you wouldn’t need to. Remember?’
‘Yes, I remember.’
‘So was I right, or was I right?’
‘You were right,’ I sighed. ‘Ever heard of this thing called humbleness?’
‘Of course I’ve heard of it. I’m a genius!’ he joked.
‘Yeah, a very arrogant one! But credit where credit’s due. You have a very talented dick and I thought that mouth was only good for singing like an angel. Turns out that it’s good for other things too.’
‘Baby, I might sing like an angel, but I fuck like a devil. Don’t get it twisted. There’s nothing innocent about the things I want to do to you.’
‘Tell me,’ I said, as molten desire pulsed between my legs.
‘I think you’ll like it much better if I show you…’