Page 92 of Seal the Deal

“Yours,” I breathe, shuddering as his fingers trail down my sides.

“Good girl. Now come here.” His grip tightens as he flips us over, settling me on top of him. His hands lock around my hips, holding me steady. "Ride me, baby. Show me who you belong to.”

My lips part, feeling the heat between us build as I sink down onto him, his cock stretching and filling me completely. A breathy groan escapes him, his hands gripping tighter as he watches.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he growls, eyes glued to where our bodies meet. “You feel like heaven, Charlie. Move for me.”

His words send a jolt through me, and I start to roll my hips, grinding down on him, his hands guiding me with every movement.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he rasps, one hand moving up to roll my nipple. “Look at you, riding me like a queen.”

I throw my head back and move faster. “Oh God…”

The pleasure builds sharp and fast, and his hand slides up, fingers curling gently around my throat. His eyes search mine, a question unspoken but clear.

“More,” I gasp, my hands bracing against his chest. “Don’t hold back.”

His chest rumbles with approval, fingers flexing as he leans up. “My good girl,” he murmurs, pulling me to him, his hand tight as he presses his mouth to mine. “Not just my friend. Fuckingmine.”

A sharp breath escapes me as his hand moves and smacks my ass, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I press harder against him, finding a rhythm that matches the movement of my hips with his.

“Christ, you’re wet,” he breathes, voice strained. “So fucking perfect, Charlie. You don’t know what you do to me.”

“Show me,” I whisper, challenging him, nails scraping his chest as I move to meet his every thrust.

He lets out a dark chuckle, his eyes glinting with a fierce need. With effortless strength, he flips me onto my back, hands capturing my wrists and pinning them to the mattress. His thrusts are deep, each one claiming me relentlessly.

“Is this what you wanted?” His voice is rough as he moves. “Taking me so fucking deep you can’t think straight?

“Oh my God, just like that, don’t stop…”

“You’re so tight around me,” he grits out. “You feel that, baby? That’s me ruining our friendship.”

A breathy laugh escapes me, but it’s swallowed by a moan as he bottoms out. “Fuck friendship."

“You gonna come for me, then?” His hand slips down, circling my clit. “Fall apart for me, right here on my cock.”

I cry out, my entire body igniting as the orgasm crashes over me. But just as I’m riding it out, he flips me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up until I’m on all fours.

“On your knees,” he rasps, his palm landing on my ass with a sharp smack that sends a fresh jolt of pleasure through me. “Give me one more. I wanna hear my name on your lips when you come.”

A hand slides up my back, threading into my hair, pulling me upright until I feel his breath against my ear. “Tell me again, Charlie.”

“I’m yours,” I pant, the words spilling from me as he moves.

“Damn right you are. Mine. Every single part of you.” His hand moves around to my throat, holding me steady as his pace quickens. The world fades, every sensation focused on the way he’s claiming me completely.

“Come for me,” he demands, voice husky as he thrusts. His hand drifts lower, brushing my clit before delivering a sharp slap. “Come, Charlie. Show me you’re mine.”

“Holy shit, Jake!” I choke out, my body shattering as I come hard for a second time.

“Fuck yeah, baby. That’s what I want—everything you’ve got.”

His voice breaks as he buries himself deep one final time, my name falling from his lips as his release tears through him. The grip on me softens, his hands sliding over my hips to hold me close as he dots a trail of kisses up my spine, murmuring reverent words against my skin.

I collapse underneath him in a melting heap, and he crashes down beside me, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. The air between us is thick with the aftermath, but there’s a quiet intimacy in the way his arm drapes over my waist, anchoring me close.

Jake presses a kiss to my shoulder, trailing up my neck until his lips hover just below my ear. When he finally lifts his head, his eyes find mine, and the heat in them gives way to something softer.

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