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My breaths were ragged and quick as pressure built between my thighs. “Jackal,” I gasped as he pressed a finger inside and I finally exploded.

My soul left my body as he worked me through my orgasm. I wasn’t sure where I was or if I was even alive any longer. He had reduced me to a bundle of nerves firing off at lightning speed.

It was only when my body jerked and he stopped sucking my clit that I became aware of my existence on this plane and could feel the bed beneath me, and his hair in my hands.

My fists were balled so tight around his dark locks they were trembling. With a shaky breath, I said, “Oh, shit. I’m sorry.”

He kissed my thigh, stroking the heated skin. “I’m not.”

“Jackal, I need…” I mumbled, knowing I needed something, but unsure what. I wasn’t sure of my name, so I was shocked that I remembered his. But how could Inotremember his name after that?

“What do you need, Lil Bird?”

Still not sure what it was I actually needed, I just said, “You.”

Chapter 15

Jackal

Part of me knew I’d lose my self-control when I dragged her to my room, but part of me really hoped she would run out and not look back. I’d never harm a hair on her gorgeous head, but wanted to try to scare some sense into her. Instead, she completely wore down my willpower and I finally gave in.

Her skin was like satin, and her body was soft. I couldn’t wait to have those thick thighs around my waist, but after torturing myself over this woman all this time, I wanted to make it worth it. She was needy for me, begging for me. Teasing her gave me a little too much pleasure, but I was desperate for her, too, so I couldn’t tease too long. Not this time, anyway. But there would be plenty of time to really have her pleading for me.

Her lips were soft and supple, just like every other part of her, and her arousal tickled my senses. She was mewling and saying words I couldn’t understand as her body shook and her pussyclamped around my finger. I didn’t even get two in before she broke completely, and it was the most amazing thing to watch.

Her hands were so tight in my hair that it came free from the hair tie. She could rip it out if she wanted to. My little bird was flying so high from my actions that she completely lost herself and I wanted to do that over and over again. I wanted to satisfy her so much that she couldn’t form coherent sentences.

When she said she needed me, I knew exactly what that meant and I was aching to give it to her. Rubbing her swollen clit with one hand, I reached into the nightstand with the other and fumbled around until I found a condom. Still needing to get my boots, jeans, and underwear off, I replaced my thumb with my mouth and she bucked her hips.

“Jackal, oh my God.”

I didn’t want to not have some part of me touching her, so that was the only answer. Plus, I could eat her pussy all day.

Once I finally was rid of my clothes, I rolled the condom on, then climbed my way back over her, licking and tasting each part of her as I did, and rolling her clit with my finger. I slid a finger inside, then another as I sucked a nipple into my mouth.

She arched off the bed, her fingers digging into my shoulders. She tugged at me, trying to pull me up further, so I released her hard nipple with pop.

My cock was aching, but watching her writhe for me was captivating. I hovered over her, loving the way her mouth was barely parted and her brows pinched as I worked her with my fingers. “Look at me, Lil Bird.”

Her eyes slowly opened, revealing the rich brown irises that I fought so hard to not get lost in. They were desperate and pleading. “Jackal,” she whispered, her chest heaving beneath me with deep breaths.

Her hips squirmed and she rocked against my hand.

I wanted to draw this out and soak in every second of her but Iwas about to explode. “You ready for me, Lil Bird?”

“Yes, holy hell, yes!”

After pulling my fingers out, I lined myself up to her entrance and grabbed her hip, moving her so I could go deep inside.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I grumbled as I slowly pressed myself inside of her slick heat.

Maybe I was a hypocrite for making her watch me, but I couldn’t help but close my eyes as I buried myself inside of her. Her hands wrapped around me, nails digging into my back. She was tense.

“Am I hurting you?” I asked, pausing my forward progress.

“No. More,” she said.

“Breathe and relax.”

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