15. Jack
My grin widens as I take her hand, and in no time at all, we are stepping into the comfort of my suite. With a loud bang, I slam the door shut, my grip on her head tightening as I bring her face towards mine, crashing my mouth onto hers once again.
My yearning is like a ferocious beast, consuming my every thought and making it impossible for me to keep my hands off her.
Our kiss grows harder, wilder. My hands find her blouse, and I can’t find the buttons, so I rip it open.
She gasps. “I didn’t bring spare clothes.”
“You won’t need clothes for a couple of days, and I’ll have some delivered.” I find the clasp of her bra, unhook it, and slide it off her shoulders, slipping it away from between our pressed bodies.
My mouth latches onto hers again as her hard nipples, but soft tits, rub against my shirt.
She drags my shirt away, popping buttons before she smiles as our bodies touch skin to skin.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you,” I tell her as I look down at her face and walk her to the bed, lowering together. “You got under my skin and you’re staying there.”
“I missed you,” she whispers.
Hearing those words sends me wild, and I want her more than ever. My mouth crashes on hers, my tongue claiming hers as it swirls and dominates. Her fingernails drag down my back filling me with such intensity that I feel an overwhelming urge to shout my love for her from the rooftops.
My lips explore her body, eventually finding her breasts, where I eagerly devour one nipple, while expertly twisting the other, eliciting a delicious moan from her.
Her nails dig deeper into my back, and her hips buck, chasing for more.
I scramble to take off the rest of my clothes; she tries to pull down her pants. My hand slaps her hand, wanting to do it myself.
I hook my fingers over the top, slowly remove every item of clothing from her body. Staring in wonder at her gorgeous naked body and knowing she is mine.
“You’re so beautiful.” I stare into her eyes while my fingers slide up her smooth thighs.
My heart races as my hands spread her legs wide. Her eyes fluttering closed when I reach her pussy, humming my approval when I find her soaked.
My thumb slides over her clit, rubbing it in circles as my mouth kisses every inch of her legs. Higher and higher.
“Jack. Oh … yes!”
“That’s it. Call my name, baby.”
She moans as she pushes into my hand, riding it as I swirl my tongue over her slick clit. I’m loving she is falling apart before my eyes. Love hearing her moans.
Seeing and hearing the desire as I take her, as I feel her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, her face is seared into my brain, like it’s the only thing I want there.
And she is mine.
My cock is desperate for release, desperate to be inside her, but first I want to feel and taste every inch of her.
I flick her clit with my tongue. She’s just as I remember. I keep lapping up her sweet flavor, over and over, until her hips are bucking, chasing for more.
“And those sounds you make.” I lick along her folds. “They belong to me.”
Not only her sounds, but every perfect inch of her is mine. She is perfect.
Her thighs shake, and her breathing is ragged as she nears her climax. But all I can focus on is the woman beneath me.
I slide my finger deep inside her. Taking it out and doing it again. My tongue is on her clit and my finger is working her up higher.
She’s so close to coming and I want to come with her. I kneel between her legs, line my dick up with her entrance, and slide inside her.
Skin to skin.
Her eyes widen as she emits a breathy cry.
I release a grunt and watch her as, inch by inch, I move in and out until I reach the hilt. When I do, I stop inside her as chills cascade down my spine. I’m so overwhelmed by the feeling. Never have I ever felt this act to be anything other than sex. Amber was the one who made me love giving pleasure before receiving it myself, and now I know there can be no one else for me.
Her legs wrap around my waist, digging her heels into my back as she drags me to her. “Kiss me.”
My mouth captures hers, kissing her sweet lips, sucking on her tongue, licking her mouth; tasting all of her.
She rocks her hips, rolling back and then up. I’m harder than ever and a hiss slips from my lips.
Nothing has ever felt this good—skin to skin—without a barrier. It’s the first time I’ve ever had sex without a condom, and I never want to wear one again.
The feeling of her makes me feral. I want to feel her clench around me, feel her walls grip my cock as I spill inside her.
Our movement is fluid. We were made for each other. Her walls pulse as I push into her again. It’s slow, painfully slow, but I never want it to end.
“Harder,” she whispers.
I smile, looking into her eyes as I pull almost all the way out of her, then I thrust back in. A soft mewling noise escapes her lips. I love the sound so much that I do it again and again, over and over, my eyes glued to hers as I listen to her little moans.
Her mouth falls open, forming a perfect “O” shape of surprise.
I reach behind and slip a finger into her back passage. “Do you like that?” I murmur darkly as she clenches around me.
“Hmm,” she moans with her eyes closed.
“Do you trust me Amber?” I ask.
Her eyes widen as she nods.
“Good girl, because I’m going to fill you with my seed.”
“I’m not on the pill,” she tells me again.
Did she think I was joking?
She emits a little cry as I pump harder into her.
“Perfect, hopefully we’ll start our family,” I pant into her neck. As I say that, I feel a tightness in my chest, a surge of raw desire that intensifies the longing to build a life with her, to create a family together.
I want it all.
And she feels it too.
Her hand digs into the muscles of my back, a sign of the mounting desire she is experiencing.
“You feel so good,” she breathes.
I pull her up and carefully maneuver her onto my lap, adjusting my balance as I lean back on my heels. My desire intensifies as I grip her hips and thrust in and out of her as she bounces on top. Our movements are quick, hard, deliberate strokes.
It’s perfect.
Her head drops back, showing me her delicious slim neck. My teeth find her throat, sucking and biting, wanting to claim her. Something else I’ve never done before her.
With a forceful grip on her hipbone, I thrust her downwards, leaving her breathless, and her body tensed around me.
“Jack...” Her body trembles against mine as I move harder and faster. “I’m so close.”
“Come over my cock. I need it, Amber,” I beg.
“Jack,” she screams.
As her climax rushes through her, her body convulses uncontrollably, wave after wave. Her grip tightens around my neck, and she squeezes my dick tightly, drawing me in with each bounce. Her pussy not releasing its hold.
She shivers, causing waves of pleasure to run through both of us. “Oh, yes!” she screams.
And it’s fucking amazing seeing her face, my eyes glued to hers, watching her come.
I growl as she clenches around me and I’m panting and throbbing all over, climbing the wave, and I can no longer hold off. I roar as I spill into her, giving her everything I have.
I suck in a breath, and then laugh like a maniac. “I’m going to fuck you for days,” I promise her because I’m going to do this for the rest of my life. I’ve come inside her, yet, Amber isn’t worried. Hopefully, like me, she is fucking delighted.
Minutes later, I cup her face in my hands, my thumbs stroking her cheeks as we lock eyes. “I’m never letting you go again.”
She smiles, kissing me once on the lips. “Good. I don’t want you to leave me ever again.”
My chest squeezes. It isn’t painful—it’s love.
“I love you, Amber Clark,” I say, still staring into her eyes.
Tears lace her eyes. “I love you, Jack.”
And it’s the best thing anyone has ever said to me. Yes, I’ve heard it before. But this time I want to hear it. It feels real, not like someone is trying to edge into my life.
I take her into my arms, hugging her close, knowing we have enough to build our dreams and our life on.
There’ll be no one else for me; I knew that first day I saw her in Las Vegas. It’s possible I wanted her to marry me to give us a bind, something that joined us together forever, something that made me fight for her. Because I knew the first moment I saw her, she was mine.