CHAPTER TWENTY
Jack
Don’t make me ask you again…
She wanted this, needed it just like I did. All day I’d been dying to touch her, needing her with an intensity that terrified me.
When I’d spotted those men on the porch, the need to protect Kat roared to life with a ferocity that I’d never known. It hadn’t left me. The need to mark her, to make her mine. A need I had no right to be feeling.
I ground myself into her, desperate for relief only she could give me. “I told you, anything. I’d do anything you ask, sweetheart.”
I pulled back and stared into her eyes, hazy with lust and need, her lips swollen and puffy and my cock jerked, desperate to get to her.
“Then, please , Jack… ”
I lifted her off her feet, her long legs wrapping around my waist and squeezing tight as I stumbled through the cabin to the bedroom. I dropped her down onto the bed and pulled my shirt over my head, desperate to feel her skin to skin. I never realized how much I’d needed touch before, having gone without it for so long. But I wondered if it was only her touch that I craved all this time.
She shuffled to the edge of the bed on her knees and placed wet kisses over my stomach and chest, laving her tongue over it like she was branding me. She cupped my ass and pulled me to her mouth, nipping gently and my hands wove their way through her hair, holding her closer.
One hand left my ass and came around to grip me through the denim and my breath stuttered out as she stroked.
“Hang on a minute, sweetheart, I need to talk to you,” I said, groaning as I pulled her mouth off me.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” she shouted, and I was startled at her anger. “You’re gonna push me away again?”
I gripped her hands and sat down beside her, pulling her onto my lap. “No, I’m gonna tell you why I did last time.”
She folded her arms over her chest and pushed her breasts up, momentarily distracting me. “I’m waiting,” she sassed when I didn’t speak.
I opened my mouth but words wouldn’t come out. I huffed and laid back, placing my hands over my eyes and she shifted so she was straddling me. “I’ve been in prison.”
“I’m aware,” she said. “And?”
“So, I’ve not…” I trailed off, pulling my hands away fr om my eyes and swirling them over each other in some random gesture that I imagined represented sex, which it didn’t. At all.
“It’s been a while, I get it. It’s okay if it’s quick the first time, we can go again,” she said, bending down and placing a kiss to my chest, licking her way to my nipple and tugging it between her teeth. My eyes rolled back in my head and my hips shot off the bed, searching for her, loving all these new sensations.
“No, I mean I haven’t…”
She stilled, her eyes sliding to mine and she placed her hands on my torso, resting her chin on them. The movement had her falling into a deeper squat and the added pressure to my dick had me taking deep breaths and counting back from ten.
She regarded me quizzically. “You mean you hadn’t before you went to prison?”
“No.” I said it through gritted teeth as she shifted, rubbing herself over me.
“Oh…” Her eyes widened. “Ohhh…so this will be your first time?”
“Yes. Which is why I stopped the other night. You wanted it a certain way from me, and I wasn’t sure I could give you what you needed.”
She quirked a brow. “So you decided to not give me anything ? Rather than explore together?”
My hands clapped over my eyes again. “I’m an idiot.” The idea of exploring together was so intriguing and arousing that I realized I was an idiot for not doing it sooner.
Her deep chuckle wafted over me. “I’m not arguing with that.” She leaned forward and nipped my chin, kissed her way along my jaw before stopping by my ear. “I’ll be gentle,” she purred.
I groaned. “Good God, I hope not.”
“We’ll take it slow. First, you can take my top off,” she said, sitting back and pulling me up with her. I gripped the hem of her shirt and tugged it off. Her hair settled around her in blonde waves that just begged to be fisted. I stared at her chest, her red satin bra covering the sexiest tits I’d ever wanted to see.
“Take it off,” she said, her voice deepening. I reached around the back, found the strap and fumbled slightly, cursing myself for how clumsy this was, before I whipped off the demon bra. Her breasts bounced free in front of my face and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning forward for a taste. I palmed one and sucked the nipple of the other, pulling the bud into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it before tugging gently.
Her fingers dived into my hair again, pulling at the strands as she panted through her pleasure. “Yes, Jack, just like that,” she breathed, and it spurred me on. I rolled her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, plucking and stroking until she was arching into my mouth and rubbing herself against my lap.
“Take my shorts off,” she begged.
I unsnapped them and slid them down her legs and she balanced herself as they came off. Then she was back in my lap in just her panties. I spied a wet patch on the red material that matched her bra. My gaze locked onto it and I nearly came in my pants like a teenager just from seeing how aroused she was.
“Is that for me?” I asked, I don’t know where the words came from, only that I needed to know. My inexperience demanded to know if I’d gotten her this worked up.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Please touch me.”
The other night I’d toyed with her, touching myself while she watched and now, I wanted to watch.
“Show me how you play with yourself,” I murmured against her skin.
She didn’t hesitate and God that only riled me up more. Her fingers dipped inside her panties and she began stroking herself. I immediately realized my mistake in not removing them because I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I could hear it, hear her wetness as she pushed two fingers inside herself and pulled them out of her underwear and ran them along my bottom lip.
My tongue swiped out and eagerly licked up her taste, musky and feminine. She pulled her panties off and then she was naked in front of me. I’d never had a naked woman standing in front of me and I took my time looking my fill of her magnificent body.
I loved the dip of her smooth navel, the wide swell of her hips patterned with stretch marks and her strong legs that had been honed from riding and hard work. Her pussy, ripe and ready for me.
She grabbed my hand and placed it over her so I was cupping her heat. She covered her hand with mine and rubbed herself back and forth, her breath hitching each time she hit the right spot. I stared, mesmerized by my hand on her, our hands working her together. Eventually I explored and pressed a finger inside her.
“Holy shit,” I stuttered as her heat clenched down around me, trapping me inside. I squeezed another one inside her and she bucked and rode me wantonly. I buried my face in her chest loving the closeness and the feeling of her skin on mine.
Before I knew what was happening, she was gasping and shaking. I pulled back to watch her, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth open, little gasps slipping from her until she collapsed against me.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” I groaned as her wetness flooded my hand and I couldn’t wait for what came next. “I don’t know how long I’ll last, but like you said, we can go again.”
“That’s the spirit.” She smiled at me lazily and it was a smile that branded itself on my soul. I wanted to see it for the rest of my days.
I lifted her up wrapping her legs around me as I leaned forward, rummaging in the bedside cabinet I’d made for the condoms I purchased a few weeks ago, knowing this moment was inevitable.
She took the packet from me, ripping it open. “Take your pants off.”
I maneuvered under her, sliding my pants and boxers off and laid back. My nervousness reared its head again, doubts creeping into my mind . Would I be enough for her? Would I ruin the moment with my inexperience? All of that disappeared as her eyes widened when my dick was freed and all I could think was that I needed her, now .
“If you keep staring at it like that, I’m going to embarrass myself. Please, Kat,” I begged. She snapped out of her daze and leaned forward, wrapping her fingers around my length and I rose up on my elbows as she stroked me, squeezing until a drop formed at the slit tip and she dipped down, her tongue sliding over me and catching it.
My breath caught in my throat at the wet slide of her tongue and I cursed. “Please sweetheart, no more, I can’t, the thought of me in your mouth…” I trailed off, unable to form words when she looked at me like that. She took pity on me and rolled the condom down over my length.
I flipped us, pressing her under me, loving the feel of her. Her legs spread slowly and I was cradled by her. I cupped her jaw, rising up on one hand, trailing my thumb over her bottom lip. I reached between us, slightly shaking because this was the moment I had been thinking about for too long.
She helped me, guiding me to where I needed to be and then I pushed slowly. I was an inch inside her when she clenched tightly and stars burst behind my eyelids at the feeling. I thrust again and slipped in further and continued until our hips bumped together. She wound her legs around me and rocked, moaning softly and my arms rested on either side of her face, stroking her hair back so I could see every single emotion that skated across her features.
I thrust again, the tight sensation unlike anything I’d ever felt. Her eyes flew open to meet mine. When I did it again, we both cursed. I dropped my head and kissed her lips and then, like something snapped in me, I fucked her. I thrust and she lifted her hips to meet me, just as desperate. Her hands raked down my back and she cried out with each thrust which drove me insane. It took everything in me to keep it together when I saw how much she was enjoying this, how good I was making it for her.
“Yes Jack, so good, you’re so good,” she moaned, and I felt that telltale heat forming low in my gut. I was barrelling towards the edge, sooner than I’d hoped but I needed her to fall with me. I reached between us and fumbled before finding her clit and working my fingers against it.
“Come for me, sweetheart, I need to see it again,” I murmured against her lips, bending my head down to suck her nipple into my mouth. I was so close and when she gripped my ass cheek and dug her nails in, holding me against her as she clamped down around me, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck!” I shouted as I climaxed, spilling into the condom as we lay together shuddering. I dipped my head, resting against her chest as I got my breath back. Her hands continued working their magic in my hair, stroking it, tugging it as she moaned before she released it.
After a few minutes she chuckled.
I lifted my head, looking at her flushed cheeks, blissed-out expression and bright eyes. She had never looked more beautiful. “What?” I asked, kissing her chest, her neck.
“Well, you made me come twice, not bad for your first time. Something tells me you’ll be a quick study.” She patted me on the back.
“I just need the right teacher,” I replied, trying not to let my ego inflate over making her orgasm two times.
“There’s a lot to show you,” she teased. “We’ll probably need hours and hours of study.”
“I can’t think of a better way to pass the time.”