CHAPTER 47 #2
Antonio sucked his teeth. “Oh, so first you lost your voice; now you’re losing your hearing too? Maybe I need to spell my name on it, so you really understand.”
After she felt the distinct motion of Antonio’s tongue making an “A” across her clit, Jackie lost all sense of reality.
Antonio moaned with each and every lick, hummed with each and every slurp, and was dedicated to every kiss.
This man was a connoisseur of the oral arts, truly dedicated to her pleasure as it gave him immense pleasure.
Jackie appreciated those types of diners at her exclusive establishment.
She was so wrapped up in the moment—cataloguing the sounds of Antonio worshipping at her altar—that she didn’t even hear the automated lock of the suite beep as it was unlocked.
“Jackie, you want to grab something to eat?” Bronwyn called, then let out an audible gasp. “Oh my!”
“Oh, I think they’re already on dessert, girl!” Mya snickered, trying to look around Bronwyn’s shoulders. “Damn, he ain’t even stopping!”
Jackie lifted her head. Her heels, which had been dangling from her feet, both finally hit the floor with a thud. “Get out!” she yelled.
Bronwyn turned toward the door, blocking Mya’s view. “I think we better go.”
“We are out! Get some for me!” Mya squealed.
“Put a sock on the door like in college,” Bronwyn yelled, before quickly closing the door to the suite.
Antonio looked up at Jackie, chuckling. “Your girls are wild.”
“I know you aren’t talking,” Jackie chuckled. “You didn’t even stop.”
Antonio kissed the inside of her thigh. “I got a job to do, ma. I’m thorough.”
“I suggest you get to back to work then.”
“Gladly.”
Jackie watched as Antonio slowly removed his sweater, tossing it onto the floor.
He pulled off his belt, unbuckling his pants, slowly moving them down his thighs.
Jackie inhaled. Looking at Antonio naked never got old.
His body—with its juxtaposition of hardness and softness, smooth skin and swirling vines of tattooed ink, brands, veins, and ridges—was a marvel.
“God really took their time with you,” Jackie said, as her eyes landed on his erection in his briefs.
“Definitely can say the same for you, love.” Antonio bent down and kissed her softly.
He slowly unzipped the side of her dress, easing it off her shoulders.
He unclasped her strapless bra, and once she was bare, he kissed each of her shoulders, moving his mouth down to her breasts.
Her nipples were hard, stiff peaks, and his tongue danced across them.
The sensation went straight to Jackie’s throbbing clit.
She lifted her hips, trying to find some sense of relief as Antonio removed the dress fully.
Jackie was totally naked, once again sitting on a table like an Easter ham, and the man in front of her was salivating. Emboldened by lust, she asked, “You gonna just stand there looking at me like I’m a slice of birthday cake? Or are you going to fuck me?”
Antonio moved with the speed of a cheetah, grabbing Jackie by the back of her neck. She let out a gasp as his grip tightened. “You’re bossy tonight, huh? You ready for me, Lucky?”
“I’m ready. So ready, Antonio,” Jackie said as a pathetic sigh escaped her body.
Antonio smirked, then kissed Jackie, tugging at her bottom lip. “Let’s go, then.”
By the time they made it to her bedroom, Jackie was ready to pounce like a puma.
Antonio placed her in the middle of the bed.
She watched as he removed his briefs, and that glorious dick of his sprang forth.
Jackie had to close her eyes and take a deep breath.
When she opened them, Jackie couldn’t help but stare at Antonio’s dick.
It reminded her of a very decadent candy bar.
Looking at all that fine deliciousness in front of her was giving her a toothache.
“Eyes up here, Miles,” Antonio teased as he eased her back onto the bed. He crawled over her, staring into her eyes. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Antonio, have you seen yourself?” Jackie blinked. “Do you know what you’re working with?”
“I do,” Antonio said, not even trying to feign humility. “Question is, how do you want me to work you out?”
Jackie swallowed. My goodness…why does everything he say sound so sexy. She lost her train of thought and had to refocus. Wanting to give him everything, Jackie blurted out, “From the back.” She started to turn her back toward Antonio, but he stopped her.
“Nah,” Antonio said, “Not tonight.”
“Why not?” Jackie was puzzled. She thought all men loved that position. It was the best view of ass in the house. And Jackie had an exceptional ass.
“Because…” Antonio placed a gentle hand on Jackie’s chin, turning her to face him. His eyes bore into her, and she shuddered. “Pretty girls with pretty faces deserve to get fucked missionary. You always get what you deserve, right?”
Jackie nodded, speechless.
“Good,” Antonio smiled. “I want to watch you come, Lucky. Can I do that?”
Antonio’s words were Jackie’s undoing. She grabbed Antonio by the face and kissed him deeply, her tongue gliding in and out of his mouth. She wanted to consume him and be consumed by him. She was drawn to him like a bee to a flower.
Antonio reached between them, strumming her sensitive bundle of nerves. “You gonna come for me, mama? Tell me.”
“Yes, Ant, I’m gonna come.”
“Why? Why are you going to come for me?”
Jackie was about to bite a hole in her lip. Antonio’s fingers felt so good. “Because…I…deserve…it….” she said, trying to catch her breath.
“That’s right, Lucky. You deserve it, sweetheart.”
Tears began to roll down Jackie’s face. She was entirely too stimulated, but she needed more. She needed to feel Antonio completely—to feel the weight of his body inside and on top of her. She wanted to be surrounded by him in every way imaginable.
Her nails moved down his back, eliciting a low moan from Antonio. She grabbed his muscular ass. “Give it to me, Ant.”
“Give you what?” Antonio asked, leaning down to place kisses along her neck. Jackie could hear how aroused she was and knew Antonio would keep stroking her until she was a waterfall.
“My dick,” Jackie groaned.
Antonio smiled, licking the saltiness of her skin mixed with her perfume. “Hmm. I love when you say that.” He pressed his dick right to her entrance. “Say it again.”
“Oooh…my…dick,” Jackie panted. “You’re mine.”
“Yes.” Antonio bit his lip as he sank into her. “That’s right. I’m yours, Lucky. Completely.”
Jackie’s back arched slightly off the bed, adjusting to the feeling of him inside of her. He was stretching her, filling her, making her take all of him with steady strokes that hit just where she needed them to. She dug her nails into his hips as he moved inside her.
“Open your eyes, Jackie, baby. Look at your man fucking you.”
Jackie’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked between them. Seeing him move in and out of her was entirely too much. She looked up into Antonio’s eyes, which were laser-focused on her face.
“You look so pretty taking all this dick, Lucky. Taking all of me. You’re doing so good.”
Antonio was indeed the praise kink king. He knew exactly how to mentally stimulate Jackie while giving her the best sex of her life. It didn’t take long for that combination to produce an orgasm that rocked her from the depths of her soul.
“Ant, I’m coming,” she cried out, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“I know, baby. I feel you, Lucky. You’re coming all over me, gripping me so good.”
“Oh God, I love you!” Jackie cried out. Then she froze.
Had she said that? Was it just the heat of the moment? Or did she actually mean it? Maybe Mya was right. Jackie had never, ever said she loved someone during sex. Antonio must have really had some magic going on.
Without interrupting the groove, Antonio leaned down, kissing Jackie until she felt the nervousness subside. “I love you too, Lucky. I love you so damn much, girl.”
Jackie let out a nervous chuckle. “For real?”
Antonio slowed down, stilling a bit. “Jacqueline Angelica Miles Jr. I love your mean, stubborn, impulsive, aggravating—”
“This isn’t romantic in the least.”
“Impatient,” Antonio continued, rolling his eyes playfully, “but also caring, funny, smart, driven, sexy-as-hell ass.”
Tears rolled down Jackie’s face. Antonio quickly swiped them away with the pad of his thumb. “Why the tears, Lucky? Talk to me.”
“Because…” Jackie sniffed. “I’ve been told I’m a lot to handle. I just never figured…”
Antonio kissed Jackie softly, interrupting whatever negative thought she was about to have. “I can handle a lot. I can handle all of you for as long as you’ll let me.”
Jackie’s smile slowly faded as the reality of their situation dawned on her. Apprehension was gnawing at her emotions. “But you’ll be in LA. What does that mean?” She’d never done a long-distance relationship before. She’d never thought she could mentally handle that.
“That means I’ll have to cash in those frequent flier miles.” Antonio smiled, then kissed Jackie’s cheek. “What’s a few miles apart? I’m not letting that keep me from being with you. Trust me. I got you, baby.”
“You got me?” Jackie bit the corner of her lip as he looked up into Antonio’s eyes. As she stared at him, the worry slowly began to fade.
“Trust me,” Antonio whispered. “I got you.” He resumed his slow and steady strokes inside her, reigniting the flames of desire between them. “Tell me, how long do I have you, Lucky?”
Jackie grabbed hold of Antonio’s biceps, looking into his eyes. Another jolt of electricity flooded her veins and aligned her rapidly beating heart with his. She stared at him until her heart finally answered him, speaking one simple word.
“Forever.”