Page 61 of Time for Change

He sheaths himself with protection and climbs back on the bed. His warm body covers mine as he comes down on top of me. I wrap my arms around his neck as he presses his lips to mine. I feel the weight of his erection against me and hitch my legs over his hips, opening myself up for him.

He reaches between us, taking his cock in his hand and sliding it through my folds. A shiver sweeps through me as I anticipate what’s about to happen. I look up, meeting his lust-drunk gaze and can see the question swirling in the depths of those blue eyes.

“Yes,” I confirm, letting him know I’m still on board and want this.

“You sure?”

“I’m sure,” I state, moving my hands to the sides of his face and letting my fingers glide through his hair. “Fuck me, Jack.”

His Adam’s apple bobs and he gives me a sharp nod. He presses the head of his cock at my entrance, pausing for a moment as he seems to collect his own thoughts. Then, with his eyes locked on mine, he gently moves forward, and that’s when I feel it. It’s a rightfulness in my chest, one that causes my heart to sing.

Completion.

Jack Harper just changed my life without even realizing it.

I’m never going to be the same.

Chapter Eighteen

Jack

My God.

I’ve felt nothing like this in my life. Sex has always been great, but this is…different. Being inside Stevie feels like I’ve found some missing piece of my soul I didn’t even realize I’d lost.

“Jack?” she murmurs beneath me, her gaze full of trust and pleasure.

My teeth are gritted. It’s taking everything I have not to just start thrusting, but I want to give her a few seconds to adjust to having me there. She’s tight—so fucking tight my eyes could cross—and I need to make sure she’s okay before I proceed. “Yes?”

“Move,” she insists, digging her nails into my scalp. The bite is the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.

“Are you sure?”

“God, yes.” She shifts her hips, drawing me into her heaven farther.

The tightness and the warmth surround me, making it hard to breathe.

“Please.”That one word is a plea, and I’ll be damned if I don’t give her anything and everything she wants.

Carefully, I pull back and thrust forward. My mouth finds hers, our tongues dancing. My hips move on their own as my mouth claims hers in a bruising kiss. Stevie rocks her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. I want to go slow, to make this as perfect as possible for her, but my body seems to have a mind of its own.

I lean down and draw one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking gently. She arches her body upward, pressing it farther into my mouth, as the softest gasp slips from her lips and her pussy squeezes my cock.

“Shit,” I grumble, torn between wanting to experience it again and knowing one more time may very well cause me to come before I’m ready.

As if knowing exactly what she’s doing to me, she giggles, strangling my cock a second time.

“You gotta stop that, Sweets, or this is gonna be over a lot quicker than we both want.”

Stevie digs her nails into my back and slowly drags them down my skin. “It’s okay. Just let go.”

Her words are gasoline. I latch my lips around her nipple and suck hard. “No. You first.”

She whimpers, rolling her hips. “Oh God,” she mumbles, thrashing her head from side to side. “Do that again.”

I switch to the other nipple, slide my tongue across the hard tip, and draw it into my mouth. The result is exactly what I was hoping for. She gyrates on my cock, chasing the looming release. Picking up my pace, I start to grind against her clit as my own orgasm builds.

Her pussy tightens around me as her head writhes from side to side. “Jack.” She gasps as she lets go, coming hard. I watch in complete rapture as her eyes close tightly and a look of pure euphoria sweeps across her features. She rides the waves of pleasure, and even though I’d love to just watch as she comes, my body has other needs.

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