Page 79 of Puck and Prejudice

“That’s it, beautiful. Come all over me,” he tells me in a husky tone.

Hell, even bound, he’s still in charge. Not that I mind too much.

Once the orgasmic wave recedes, I collapse next to him and close my eyes. I need to catch my breath.

After a moment, Jackson asks, “Are you going to untie me now?”

I roll onto my side and prop my head on my closed fist. “I don’t know yet.”

“I can break free, you know?”

“Is that so? I want to see it.”

He narrows his eyes. “Are you daring me, gorgeous?”

“Maybe?”

He grins, and then it takes him only a couple of hard pulls to undo my knot. I guess I didn’t tie it tight enough. He rolls on top of me before I can move and crushes his lips to mine. He’s still hungry, but so am I. I was afraid if I fucked Jackson after his celebratory binge the sex would be terrible, but I was silly to worry. He’s the same sex god he was last night.

“You were a bad girl and must be punished,” he murmurs against my mouth.

I run my fingers through his hair and yank at the strands. “Oh yeah. And how are you going to do that?”

He brings his lips to my ear and whispers, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk right for days.”

Keeping me trapped underneath his body, he reaches for the nightstand and grabs a condom wrapper from the drawer.

“Do you want me to put it on?” I ask.

He leans back. “No, gorgeous. Just spread those beautiful legs wide.”

ChapterThirty-Two

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After Jackson did good on his promise and fucked me until my legs turned into mush, I had every intention of calling Jane to pick me up. But apparently, after two cosmic orgasms, my body simply gave up, and I fell asleep. Now Jackson is determined to keep obliterating me, because I wake up with him between my legs, eating me out.

“Jackson…” I moan.

“Hello, beautiful.” He circles my clit with his tongue, driving me wild.

I rake my fingers through his messy hair and melt against the mattress. I’ve never had a guy go down on me while I was still asleep, and it’s fucking glorious to be woken up in this manner by someone I’m really into.

“What are you doing to me?” I whisper.

“I thought it was obvious.” He chuckles, blowing hot air against my sensitive nub. “You’re so wet, gorgeous. I love the way you taste.”

He runs his tongue down to my entrance and teases my outer lips.

I squirm, wanting more friction. “I need you inside me.”

“Oh yeah? Aren’t we missing something?”

“We are. Your cock.”

He laughs again. “I meant the magic word.”

“Please, Jackson.”

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