Chapter Two
The moment the suite door clicked shut behind us, I pinned Sutton against it with the full weight of my body.
My mouth claimed hers in a deep, consuming kiss—tongues tangling slowly and deliberately, as I poured every ounce of restrained hunger into her.
She tasted like red wine and pure desire.
One of my hands tangled in her silky hair, tilting her head exactly how I wanted it, while the other roamed down her curves, squeezing the soft weight of her breast and teasing her nipple until it pebbled hard beneath the fabric.
I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, my voice low and rough. “You have no idea how long I’ve imagined having you like this, Sutton. Alone. Mine to ruin.”
My fingers found the zipper at the back of her dress and drew it down with agonizing slowness, the sound loud in the quiet room.
The black fabric gradually loosened and slid down her body like liquid silk, revealing smooth skin, full breasts, and the gentle curve of her hips.
I let the dress pool at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but delicate lace panties and heels.
"Beautiful," I said softly, stepping back a little to take her in.
My hands worshipped every inch—cupping and kneading her breasts, rolling her sensitive nipples between my fingers, then gliding lower over her stomach until I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her panties.
I dragged them down her legs just as slowly, my fingertips trailing along her inner thighs and brushing teasingly over her soaked, swollen pussy.
A shiver ran through her as the cool air hit her exposed flesh.
I dropped to one knee, then lifted her right leg over my shoulder, opening her completely to me.
"Look at this pretty, dripping cunt," I murmured, my breath warm against her. I kissed her inner thigh, then licked slowly from her entrance up to her clit. Her taste was sweet and musky, making me ache in my trousers.
I took my time worshipping her. My tongue explored every fold with long, deliberate strokes, circling her clit before sucking it gently between my lips.
Two thick fingers slid inside her tight heat, curling steadily against that sensitive front wall while I hummed in approval.
Sutton’s moans grew louder and more desperate—deep, throaty sounds that filled the suite as her hips rocked shamelessly against my face.
“Oh God… Jack,” she moaned loudly, her voice breaking with pleasure. “That feels so fucking good…”
Her fingers twisted tightly in my hair, pulling me closer as her body trembled.
I increased the pressure, fucking her slowly with my fingers while my tongue flicked and sucked relentlessly on her swollen clit.
Her moans turned into loud, unrestrained cries—“Yes… right there… fuck, Jack!”—echoing off the walls as she chased the pleasure.
I brought her right to the edge—her walls fluttering and clenching around my fingers, her breathing ragged, her moans growing louder and more frantic—then slowed my movements, drawing it out with gentle licks and shallow thrusts.
Again and again I edged her, savoring every desperate whimper, broken sob, and loud, needy moan that fell from her lips. “Please… I can’t… oh fuck, Jack, I’m so close!” she cried out repeatedly, her voice ragged and trembling.
“Jack… please, I need to come,” she finally begged, voice quavering with need, her hips grinding desperately against my mouth.
I looked up at Sutton from between her thighs, my lips glistening with her arousal. “Then come for me,” I growled against her soaked flesh. “Come hard on your ex’s uncle’s tongue.”
I sealed my mouth around her clit, sucking firmly while my fingers drove deep and fast inside her, curling relentlessly against that perfect spot. Sutton’s loud, broken moans filled the suite instantly.
“Oh fuck— Jack! Yes!” Her hips bucked wildly against my face as the orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched violently around my fingers in powerful spasms, flooding my mouth with her sweet release. She cried out loudly, thighs shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave tore through her.
I didn’t stop until she was whimpering and oversensitive, every last tremor drawn out. Only then did I rise, lifting her effortlessly into my arms. Her body was limp and glowing as I carried her to the large king bed and laid her down gently in the center.
I stripped off my shirt and trousers quickly, my thick, heavy cock springing free—hard, veined, and leaking for her. Sutton’s eyes widened with lust as she stared at it. I climbed over her, settling between her spread thighs. The head of my cock nudged against her still-pulsing, dripping entrance.
“Feel how hard you make me,” I murmured, rubbing the thick head up and down her slick folds. “This is what you do to me, Sutton.”
I looked up at Sutton from between her thighs, my lips glistening with her arousal. “Then come for me,” I growled against her soaked flesh. “Come hard on your ex’s uncle’s tongue.”
I sealed my mouth around her clit, sucking firmly while my fingers drove deep and fast inside her, curling relentlessly against that perfect spot. Sutton’s loud, broken moans filled the suite instantly.
“Oh fuck! Yes! Right there!” Her hips bucked wildly against my face as the orgasm crashed over her.
Her pussy clenched violently around my fingers in powerful spasms, flooding my mouth with her sweet release.
She cried out loudly, thighs shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave tore through her.
“I’m coming… oh God, I’m coming so hard! ”
I didn’t stop until she was whimpering and oversensitive, every last tremor drawn out. Only then did I rise, lifting her effortlessly into my arms. Her body was limp and glowing as I carried her to the large king bed and laid her down gently in the center.
I stripped off my shirt and trousers quickly, my thick, heavy cock springing free—hard, veined, and leaking for her. Sutton’s eyes widened with lust as she stared at it. I climbed over her, settling between her spread thighs. The head of my cock nudged against her still-pulsing, dripping entrance.
“Feel how hard you make me,” I murmured, rubbing the thick head up and down her slick folds. “This is what you do to me, Sutton.”
Slowly, inch by thick inch, I pushed inside her. Her walls were hot, tight, and still fluttering from her orgasm. She let out a long, loud moan as I stretched her open. “Fuck… you’re so big,” she gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Oh my God, Jack… I can feel every inch.”
I groaned, enjoying the feeling. Once I was all the way in, I stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust while she squeezed around me. It felt incredible—hot, silky, and tight.
Then I began to move—slow, deep, powerful thrusts that dragged against every sensitive spot inside her. Each stroke pulled another loud moan from her throat. “Yes… fuck, yes,” she cried out, her voice raw and needy. “You’re so deep… it feels so good.”
“That’s it,” I praised, my voice rough as I rocked into her. “Take every inch of your new man’s cock. You feel so fucking perfect around me.”