Page 14 of Don't Lie to Me

Leaning over me on the countertop with his hands next to my head, he smirked. “You don’t think you’re done yet, do you?”

I laughed at his playful but still sexy tone and shook my head back and forth.

He took one of my hands in his and pulled me up so I was sitting flushed against him. My nipples hardened instantly when they rubbed against the soft hair on his chest.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

I did what I was told because I was too satisfied to argue, and because the sound of his deep voice had my insides pulsing again. Good god, I thought. If I only got three dates with this man, I think he could potentially leave me sexually satisfied for life.

I leaned my head into the crook of his neck.

“Where are we going?” I whispered as his hands wrapped around my butt and he started walking out of his kitchen.

“To my room. Where I’m going to fuck you senseless.” My cheeks flushed in response.

“I think you already did that.”

He laughed and lightly tapped one side of my butt.

“Not even close.”

FIVE

He wasted no time when we entered his room. I fell onto the middle of his bed and rested on my elbows; savoring every second it took for him to remove his pants and then his white boxer briefs that clung to him like a second skin. Tanned and toned to perfection, his lean muscles rippled with every move.

Sexiest thing ever.

I licked my lips and dropped my eyes to his impressive erection. My lips twitched a bit in surprise. He stalked towards me with a sexy, smug grin on his face. I swallowed slowly, letting his eyes gaze all of my body.

My breath was already increasing and I resisted the urge to press my thighs together to ease the burn that was already growing again. The man hadn’t even touched me yet and I was slowly beginning to fall apart.

He slowly climbed up my body from the foot of the bed, kissing and flicking his tongue over almost every single inch of me. By the time his tongue darted out and licked along my collarbone, my nerves were wound so tight again that I thought I could burst at any moment.

He chuckled softly in my ear, his breathing faster than I had ever heard it. “You like this.”

I murmured something indecipherable and wiggled my hips, wanting him to settle inside of me.

“Jack.” He moved until he was directly over mine, we were just inches from each other and then his hands reached out, grabbing onto mine and plastering them to the mattress on either side of my head. I strained up to kiss him but he moved away and pushed his hips into mine eliciting another moan from deep in my throat.

He kissed me roughly and quickly and left me gasping for breath when he reached over and grabbed a condom from his bedside table.

Once sheathed, he grabbed my hands again and stared down into my eyes. I wanted to know what he was thinking when he furrowed his brow. It almost appeared he was thinking of something, questioning the decision to have me in his bed. But I had waited years for this and wasn’t about to give him up.

I wiggled and bucked my hips against him, reminding him that I was still here waiting for him.

Between heavy breaths he sighed, his brown eyes focused on my blue ones. “You make me feel out of fucking control Emma.”

I still didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I also didn’t want him to leave me here like this, to regret what he had done and walk away from me again when I was already so close to peaking. And he hadn’t even touched me yet. I shivered beneath him.

“You said you were going to fuck me senseless,” I whispered breathlessly.

A wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. Without another word, his hips lifted off mine. I spread my legs further and tilted my hips, ready to accept his large cock.

I cried out, as soon as he thrust into me, harshly. It was harder than I expected, and he was larger and wider than anything I had taken before. My insides felt completely stretched and full. He left me no time to get used to his size or the fullness in me before slowly pulling out and thrusting even harder the second time. I moaned beneath him in equal parts pleasure and pain as he hit the back wall.

I bent my knees, bracing my feet against the mattress and closed my eyes, preparing for more, but I knew it wouldn’t take much more of an effort for me to be thrown over the cliff. He stilled inside the second time and lowered his head to my shoulder.

“Christ you feel so fucking tight,” he moaned deeply and moved his hips against my clit. I grasped him harder, my hands squeezing his hips, trying to pull him deeper. “Fuck, Emma. What in the hell are you doing to me?”

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