I rubbed myself as I waited for him, and he watched, eyes burning with lust.
Jake dropped his hips and ran his cock over me. I moaned. He pushed inside, one inch at a time, until I thought I couldn’t take any more. He waited until I was ready before giving me the rest of his length. I sucked in a sharp breath, and he reminded me to relax. I did, and he filled me up, slid his hands under my ass, and lifted my hips up so he could get even deeper.
His cock massaged my G-spot.
My senses became scrambled. My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel his body wrapped around mine, and I could smell his cologne and musk. I breathed him in as he enveloped me. I bit his shoulder playfully. He growled in my ear.
“Harder,” I begged.
He obliged.
My world narrowed to a pinpoint of absolute euphoric pleasure before I was ripped open and exposed again. I screamed this time, and he smothered my cries with a kiss as my toes curled and my whole body spasmed.
I couldn’t take it. It was too good.
Now a breathless puddle beneath him, he flipped me over onto my stomach, pushed my legs together, and slid his cock between my thighs. He filled me once more, leaned over me, took my chin with one hand, and forced my head back to look up at him.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he managed.
His hips slapped against my ass as he fucked me.
I could hardly gather my thoughts to form a coherent sentence. “You make my pussy feel so good.”
He kissed my forehead and cursed under his breath.
I watched him as his pleasure mounted. I lifted my hips from the bed, encouraging him to fuck me deeper. Harder. I could take it all for him.
Finally, when I knew he was close, I whispered his name. “Come for me.”
Jake broke. His orgasm was wild and powerful. I lost myself to the primal pleasure as he gave me everything he had left, and we came together. When he was spent, he rolled off me onto the bed beside me. I stayed on my stomach, breathing heavily, and he lay on his back with his eyes closed. I crawled closer to him and left kisses on his shoulder.
“That was incredible,” I breathed.
He reached down and grabbed a handful of my ass. “You were incredible.”
“Let’s finish that wine and order takeout and do this all over again.”
He laughed. “Damn. I can’t say no to that.”
I peppered him with more kisses that led me to his lips. He pulled me on top of his taut, naked body. I felt like I fit there—like I belonged there. Like he’d been carved by destiny for me to find. All doubts I had about whether giving Jake a second chance was the right decision had gone out the window.
He was my man.
My future.
My everything.
And I was the same for him. I could tell by the way he looked up at me now and how he tucked my hair behind my ears.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you, too.”
“But seriously,” I said, “let’s order some food.”
He roared with laughter, gave my ass a playful slap, and sat up with me in his lap. “I like a woman who knows what she wants.”
Oh, I know what I want alright.