Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
“Oh, please,” I begged, “put it all the way in.”
He looked up and met my eyes, assessing me silently. “It’s okay,” I assured him. “Do it.”
He jerked his head in acknowledgment as he pulled back and then pushed forward again, firmer and harder. My body felt like it was in overdrive, a parade of sensation slamming into me at lightning speed. When he pushed through my barrier and buried himself all the way, I cried out in wonder. We weren't virgins anymore.
“Holy shit,” I gasped.
Jackson stayed still as his cock jerked inside of me. After a minute of gentle movements, I needed more. “Fuck me,” I whispered. “Make me your bad girl.”
It was as if my words pressed a trigger. He reared back and thrust back in, repeating that motion a dozen times as I adjusted to the back and forth movements. The feel of his thick cock inside of me was incredible, so good that I whimpered and mewed out sounds I’d never made before.
“God, Chloe, fuck,” he groaned.
The rhythmic perfection of his thrusts and the feel of his ass clenching and unclenching beneath my hands drove me wild. He stared into my eyes as he fucked into me faster, our moans filling the room as our hips moved in unison. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. The pain was gone, and only pleasure remained.
“I think,” I whimpered, “Fuck, Jax, I think I’m going to come.”
“Rub your clit,” he ordered.
I didn’t hesitate to slide my hand between us. I shuddered when my index finger made contact with my puffy clit. I was so wet, wetter than I’d ever been, hot and sticky like my body had been waiting for this moment forever.
“Jackson!” I cried as I rubbed circles on my hot button, my core clenching around his cock.
He slammed into me faster and faster, the feeling so incredible I thought I’d pass out from lack of air. I arched my back and yelled his name as I came, my pussy throbbing with pleasure unlike anything I’d ever experienced with my showerhead.
“That’s it,” he growled, “come all over my cock, baby. Fucking love all your cream on me.”
I wailed as he fucked harder, my orgasm rolling on and on, an out of control ride that seemed to have no end in sight. “Fuck, Chlo, I’m going to come.”
His entire body shook as he rooted himself in deep and started doing just that, the heat of his come making my release escalate to another level. He fucked into me frantically as he came, one hot burst after another filling me. I'd stopped rubbing my clit but my hand was still between us so I slid my fingers down to where we were joined, shivering when I felt the heat of our come on my fingers as it dripped out of me each time he pulled back and thrust in.
When he was done, I stared into his eyes as I brought my hand up and licked my middle finger. His eyes flared as I traced his lips with my index finger, sliding it inside so he could suck the taste of us from my finger. Inside me, his still hard cock jerked three times in quick succession.
“Keep tempting me and you’ll be lucky if you’re able to walk tomorrow,” he growled.
I wiggled my eyebrows and grinned. “Challenge accepted.”
We spent the rest of the night in bed. Although I was able to walk the following day, I felt him inside of me with every move I made. I was more than fine with that since we had a lot of time to make up for.
Epilogue
Jackson, The following weekend
“Dude, you guys are nuts. You went from years of avoiding each other to being together pretty much around the clock,” Alec snickered. “You’re now the most pussy whipped guy I know.”
He’d said it low so that my parents and Chloe’s dad wouldn’t hear.
“This from the most whipped guy I know,” I countered under my breath.
He gave me the finger as we both burst out laughing before we got back to work. The five of us were busy finishing fanning out the sixty yellow helium balloons around my living room that I’d had delivered half an hour before. I was going all out for a few reasons.
The first reason being that Chloe had officially moved in with me the day before. The second reason was the call she’d gotten three days before to let her know she’d gotten the job she wanted at Early Intervention.
Currently, Caroline was keeping her busy at the spa while I decorated my apartment with my parents, Uncle Leo, and Alec. The champagne I’d bought to mark the occasion sat on the table next to a dozen yellow roses that I’d picked up earlier.
The third reason I was going overboard felt like it was burning a hole in my pocket.