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And besides…the man is too delicious to ignore. I’ve never had a chance like this and who knows if I will again.
And yes, I’m totally justifying.
With a deep breath, I drop my arms just enough to run my palms over my hips.
He takes a step closer, a rumble erupting from his throat. “You know that I’m the predator here,” he growls, one of his hands fitting into the curve of my waist.
He’s right. I’m completely inexperienced, a captor, and apparently, a slave to my impulses.
But I just need to feel his skin on mine again.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Nia
Before I can even answer,he’s got his other hand on my waist, and I’m bent over the bed, the length of his erection fitting against my ass.
The hard edges of it feel so good, I moan even as my face presses into the covers.
I’ve still got my underwear on, he’s in his boxers, but the thin cloth does little to dim the pulsing ache that he’s causing as he presses deeper into my flesh.
His hands slide up my ribs, pulling the straps of my tank down my arms with a quick motion that frees my breasts in a second.
Before I can even gasp in a breath, he’s got them both in his hands, tweaking my nipples as his palms hold the weight of them.
I let out another moan of pleasure as he gives each of them a good hard squeeze as he pushes our hips together over and over. The friction is sending tendrils of excitement pulsing through me.
Pleasure is building, the ache so much more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. He’s still holding my breasts in his hands, using them to pull me closer as he pumps against me.
I fist my hands in the sheets just riding the pleasure for all it’s worth. My body is spiraling higher as he pumps harder, and I know I’m going to break soon.
No one explained this one to me either.
He’s not even inside me. How does it feel this good?
I’m whimpering, pushing up on my tiptoes to feel even more of him, my thighs beginning to tremble as I get ready to cum.
But that’s the moment he lets go of my chest, stepping back.
I cry out a protest as I lift my head. I need him back against me, I’m so close to the best orgasm of my entire life…
I look back over my shoulder just in time to see him yank down his boxers and my eyes go wide.
I had no idea that this man’s erection would be so…amazing. And a little scary too because I have heard Jess’s friends talk about the size of cocks a lot, so I know for a fact that Jake is big.
My mouth opens and closes as Jake’s hands come to my hips and he yanks down my panties until they’re around my knees.
And then he’s got his hands on my hips again, his erection pressing right against my opening.
That’s when the fear zings down my spine.
“Jake,” my voice comes out as a croak, tight with worry.
He stills, his hands still holding my hips, but the pressure instantly softens. “Yeah, sweetheart?”
The way he says it, it makes me relax again. It’s been fast and just a touch rough in the hottest way possible, but he’s still Jake. He’s in control and he doesn’t sound angry, more concerned.
“I just…I wanted to tell you…” I draw in a breath, even as one of his hands comes up to my hair, brushing it to the side and over my shoulder. It’s so tender that I reach for his hand, holding it in mine. “I’ve never done this before.”