Page 77 of My Ex's Best Friend

I know it's supposed to scare me. The Kiera Crofton of three months ago would have freaked out if the guy she was going out for only two months looked at her like that. But this is not just any guy. It is Jake.

He slowly enters me.

As soon as his cock slides inside, I'm in bliss. I can feel it throbbing inside of me, and I can feel his every ridge and vein until he pulls out of me.

My fingers sink into his skin to hold him there while I kiss him desperately.

"I’m all yours, honey," he says against my lips.

I dig my nails further into his skin, which elicits a moan from him, and he grinds into me again.

He strokes in and out of me. Harder. Faster.

I use the back of my heels to push myself back before landing on his cock again, circling my hips around him to chase the pressure.

Jake continues to pound into me, leaning in slightly before he takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks, hard.

Jolts of pleasure and pain whirl through me, and I see red.

"Oh, Jake, please." I draw closer and closer to the abyss.

But he takes his sweet time, his hips circling into me, his cock impossibly hard inside me.

He adjusts himself after a couple of strokes, probably to cool things down, but the angle hits something deeper inside of me.

My feet ground into his back as I squeeze my thighs together, and I cum hard.

Jake kisses me just as I scream, scoring my nails down his back.

His strokes grow more and more erratic until I can feel him spill inside of me when he follows me into the abyss with a primal groan.

Jake continues to rain kisses down my throat and jaw before he slowly pulls out of me.

I continue to hold on to him for dear life, even pushing myself into tiptoes to kiss him back.

When he finally pulls back, he shoves the hair out of his face and says, "Wow."

"Wow, indeed.”

He leans in to kiss me before reaching for the loofah behind me, and the bar of soap. He runs it over my body, scrubbing between my thighs and even sliding up so that he gets my labia.

"Gotta make sure everything is cleaned up," Jake says as he continues to stroke and tease me.

Once he's done, he comes to his feet and kisses me. Water runs down his hair, and over his forehead.

I flop it away, bracketing his face in my hands to look at him better. He looks so absolutely adorable right now that I could just keep staring at him forever.

He leans in to kiss me on my nose. "You're so beautiful."

Yet again, I feel like we're on the verge of confessing something to each other, but he quickly backs away, letting the warm water wash the soap off my body.

I help him clean himself this time, letting my palm rest over his balls slightly before squeezing slightly.

"Stop teasing me," he groans, taking my hand off him.

He turns the shower off and wraps me up in his bathrobe before he wears one himself. He then proceeds to wrap a towel around my head and helps me dry my hair.

I lean against him, suddenly feeling extremely sleepy.

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