Impulsive Penelope, her mother always lamented. She almost went and told the man she loved him.Loved himlike that.
All thoughts of what was rational or impulsive fled when Jack pulled her back on top of him. What she couldn’t keep to herself was a short, breathy moan as their bodies pressed together, full contact. Glorious. He was so hard everywhere she was soft. She melted on his heat, kissed him, and he exhaled when her legs parted to cradle his cock between her thighs. She dragged her clit along the ridged underside of his erection, smooth satin over steel, and moaned again, deeper, at how fucking good it felt.
“Use me,” he urged her as her hips moved faster, and she wet him with her juices. It made the glide all that much easier. Jack toyed with her nipples while she did, electrifying her as pleasure zipped through her body. “Yes, angel, use me. Make yourself come.”
And she did. When the friction became unbearably good, she came suddenly, exploding with a sunburst so strong it made hershut her eyes. “Jack!” she called in a high-pitched cry. Her hips kept rocking but slowed down as the waves ebbed.
She opened her eyes to see Jack grinning at her. He caressed her cheek tenderly.
“Enjoy yourself?” he asked, as if it wasn’t obvious.
Penny twisted her lips at him. “What do you think?”
“I think you did. ‘Jack!’” he mimicked her, and she slapped his arm while he chuckled.
“You’re so wrong,” Penny exclaimed. “You shouldn’t make fun of me for having a moment.”
Pretending to scowl, she nevertheless loved being pressed against him when he laughed. The vibrations of that laughter rumbled through her, all the way to her bones. She’d never felt so fucking good in her life.
Where had this man come from?
“Jack!” he said again, still cheesing. That fucking sexy ass grin almost undid her. “Oh, Jack!”
“Okay, just for that… Let’s see how quiet you are when it’s your turn.”
At her challenge, Jack’s eyes glittered. He watched her move lower, pushing the covers down to expose him fully.
“Right,” he scoffed. “Didn’t you call me monosyllabic last night? I can gozero-syllabic, trust me.”
There was no point arguing further. Time to make him pay.
Kissing and nibbling on his throat, then his bronzed nipples, Penny traced his abs with her tongue. She grinned as Jack’s breathing grew progressively unsteady. Muscles twitched in his arms, his legs, and his chest as if his entire body was dedicated to holding in any sign of pleasure.
That changed when she took his dick in her hand and stroked it, admiring the shape and the heft of it. Jack’s hips rose involuntarily, then he lay flat again, his face darkening with the strain of holding back. The tip glistened, and a bead of cumrolled down the side. She couldn’t wait to finally take her first taste of him, but she teased with a simple kiss to the head. He murmured in his throat.
“Go ahead and moan. You know you want to,” she taunted.
“I’m not going to make a sound no matter what you do to me,” Jack insisted, his grin replaced with a glaze of lust when she reached out with her tongue and swirled it around the head. “Fuck…”
Then he watched her lick up and down his cock like the tastiest lollipop she’d ever had, putting one hand behind his head to make sure he could see it all. He murmured when she lapped at the vein that ran along the underside. Gasped when she took a longer taste of the salty slit at the tip. He smelled like her arousal and his own masculine scent, and she moaned, her pussy growing wet again at the combination and his flavor.
“You’re fucking good,” he breathed. “Really fucking go —Ah.” His compliment broke in half when she took the deep dive to the base, swallowing him fully in her mouth.
With a fist, he covered his own mouth. She laughed as well as she could with his dick brushing the back of her throat anyway. Penny let her lips go slack, still circling the base with her fingers to maintain her control. Then she sucked, bobbing her head, Jack’s fingers tangling in her hair and sinking to her scalp, seeking his own control.
Then she pulled off, letting him pop out of her mouth. He propped himself up on his elbows, face creased in near agony. His eyes shuttered when she ran her flattened tongue up the length and licked around the head.
“Got somethin’ to say?” she asked.
Jack didn’t speak. But his forehead dripped sweat, and his cock was bobbing. He sucked in a hissing breath when she swirled it again. Then stopped. It didn’t seem possible that his face and his chest could get any redder, but he was proving herwrong. The torture wasn’t over. She swirled and stopped again, then after delivering a soft, wicked laugh, repeated the move. The silent plea in his eyes almost made her feel sorry for him.
By the time she was alternating between licking the head and sucking on him, Jack’s hips were lifting off the mattress. His chest heaved, thighs trembled, breath hitched. He was lost in ecstasy, his head turning from side to side until suddenly he yelled, inarticulate, while hot jets of cum shot into her mouth. Penny loved every second of his release, how his muscles still trembled all over. Loved the ability she possessed to make this powerful man lose control.
Jack was still panting and jerking with little aftershocks when she climbed back up and grinned at him.
“So…you were talking shit about people not being quiet?” Penny taunted. Then she mimicked his orgasmic shout. “Ah!AH!”
“Stop,” he murmured crossly, cutting his eyes at her. But he drew her back up into his arms. “Fuck, angel, you make me so fucking weak. How could I help meself?” They got lost in kissing for a while. Burrowing against his solid chest, she enjoyed the sensation of his salt and pepper bristling against her fingertips. Jack sighed. “Yeah, I need a shave.”