“Yes,” I moaned. “Fuck me.”
His cock stretched me wide as he sank his weight into me, one inch at a time. He thrust into me slowly, rocking and swaying with the gentle motion of the water. He was huge, and his solid thickness filled me. I felt stretched, stuffed,whole—perfectly whole, like everything in my life, and the world, was finally set right.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he hissed.
I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him deeper into me. I clamped down against his thickness, forcing him to fight through my clenched muscles every time he wanted to pull out.
“Yes,” I moaned when he won that battle and managed to pull out of me. “Harder,Jack.”
Jack slammed back into me, his hips clapping against my pelvis with a fleshythwack.
“Love your tits,” he growled, planting his mouth on my breasts. He sucked my nipples hard while he pounded his cock into my wetness. I screamed at him to give it to me harder, faster, until his hips were a blur and sweat dripped from his muscle-bound chest.
With a manly roar, Jack’s cock pulsed deep inside me. He kept fucking me, riding out his climax in my walls. Soon, he was finally spent, and I felt his hot load spill out my entry and dribble down my thighs.
He collapsed on top of me, my boobs smashed beneath his heaving, muscular chest. I stroked his hair and waited for him to catch his breath.
“You’re so tight,” he panted at last. “I couldn’t even last!”
“Really?” A wild smile crept across my cheeks. “Well, I enjoyed it.”
“Oh, I enjoyed it, too,” he laughed. “I enjoyed it too much, that’s the problem.”
“You can always go a second round,” I sang, and I smacked him right on his tight, round ass. “Can’t you, Mr. Pro Athlete?”
He bared his teeth against my neck and nibbled. “Oh, hell yeah. Once I catch my breath.”
For a few precious seconds, we didn’t talk; we only basked in each other’s warmth.
“I’m ready, Jack,” I said at last.
He laughed. “I need a couple more minutes.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I mean, I’m ready to go to Dallas when you are.”
“Really?” He leaned back and stared deeply into my eyes. “You’re sure?”
I nodded frantically. “Yes.”
“What about Mackenzie?”
“It’s obvious how much you care about her, Jack. And she loves you. As long as you’re sure you want to be a part of her life—”
He shook his head. “There’s no doubt in my mind. I’ll always be there, Emma. For both of you.”
I smiled. “Then I’ve got nothing to worry about, do I?”
He kissed me. “I love you, Emma.”
“I love you too, Jack,” I said.
Our locked lips made him hard in an instant. We were still kissing when Jack slipped in again, gliding into my cum-soaked hole …
“Oh, Emma,” he growled as he thrust into me.
Chapter 32
Jack