Page 60 of Octane

His hand moves in and out of me like a jackhammer, and I am powerless to keep quiet any longer.

“Jackson! Jackson! Jackson!” I scream as I tense up. Spots begin to dot my vision as pins and glorious needles poke me all over from the inside. My body lifts off of the mattress, and a jet of warm moisture shoots from between my legs. Jackson doesn’t stop until the squirting does and my bottom half falls back onto the bed.

“Oh, my God,” I pant.

I’ve barely caught my breath before Jackson is between my legs again.

“Are you on birth control?” he asks, and for a moment I’m confused by his question.

“What?”

“Birth control. Are you on it?”

“Yes,” I say, still trying to catch my breath.

“Good.”

It’s the last thing Jackson says before he spreads my legs apart and enters me.

JACKSON

It wasn’tmy intention to make my way into Sawyer’s bed tonight. The entire drive here, I told myself I would walk her to her door, like a gentleman,maybekiss her goodnight, and then go to my room.

But the second her door opened, the magnetism that I’ve felt from her since the day we met became too strong to overcome. Now I’m inside of her, and I still can’t get enough.

Watching her come undone by my hand was one of the most intoxicating moments of my adult life. Hearing my name on her lips when she came nearly did me in. I couldn’t hold back any longer. Now as I look down at her, watching as my cock drives in and out of her pussy, I realize that she’s screwing me as much as I’m screwing her.

She’s ruining me. There can never be anyone else in my life. Only her.

If, when we get home, she changes her mind and stays with that motherfucker, I honestly don’t know how I’ll survive it. But I can’t think about that now. I need to stay here, in this moment with her.

I lay my body over hers and suck her bottom lip between my teeth as I continue thrusting inside of her. I’m no fucking one-minute man, but I’ll be lucky if I can make it more than thirty seconds inside of her sweet pussy. Thankfully, her moans barely faded before I was able to draw them out of her again.

Holding myself above her, one hand on each side of her beautiful face, I take in the sight of her beneath me. Her legs spread wide, her perfect tits, my cock nestled snug in her core.

“Sawyer,” I growl.

“Yes?” she pants.

“You deserve the world. I want to be the one who gives it to you.”

She moans in response, and I see a tear slip from the corner of her eye. Dipping my head, I kiss the salty trail it left behind.

“No tears, Sawyer. I’ll never make you cry.”

I slow my thrusts slightly but still push deep inside of her.

“I know,” she murmurs, and I can tell she actually believes it.

I kiss her gently on her nose and then lock my lips on hers as I speed up again.

I capture her moan in my mouth once more, and it sends me to the edge, but I want to wait for her. She breaks the kiss so she can get some air, her rapid breathing telling me she’s close to coming again.

“I’m close Sawyer. Come with me.”

She nods her head, and I kiss her again. A few more thrusts and as she begins to come, her muscles clench around my cock. That was all the push I needed, and a second later, I’m bursting inside of her.

I lay my forehead on hers, and we stare into each other’s eyes while working to catch our breath. No more words are spoken, yet a thousand things are said. Slowly, I pull out and fall next to her on the bed. I pull her to me, and she curls her body, tucking herself into my side.

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