Page 65 of Saving the Last Heir
Unable to hide the excited grin on my face, I climbed up his body. Holding onto the headboard for support, I lowered myself onto his face, pressing my soaked pussy to his lips. His tongue flicked across my clit, and I shuddered in pleasure. I tore my bra off over my head and palmed my breasts, gently pinching my nipples as I ground my hips back and forth against him. Jackson’s grip on me tightened, his fingers digging into my ass as he pulled me down onto his face. The entire world seemed to fade away, leaving nothing but the ecstasy of what his mouth was doing to me.
His tongue danced from my clit to my pussy, my ass and back. My entire lower half turned into a swirl of unfocused pleasure, and still I wanted more. I couldn’t get enough.
My clit rubbed against his lips as I rode him, and a climax began to build deep inside me. The earth-shattering explosion reared forward like a tidal wave, swelling within me like a balloon.
“Don’t stop,” I cried. “Oh, god, please don’t stop. You’re gonna make me come.”
Jackson renewed his efforts, moaning against me. The vibrations of his voice quivering through my pussy, sending me over the edge. Stars shattered across my vision as pulses of ecstasy rocked through my body like an earthquake. I opened my mouth in a silent scream, my hips jerking. Electric tingles rippled all over my skin.
“Yes!”I shouted, barely able to form the word as Jackson continued pushing me into a haze of bliss, his tongue working languid circles around my pussy.
Even as the orgasm faded, I wanted more. I’dneverfelt this type of need before, never felt as if I couldn’t be satiated.
Legs shaking like a newborn deer, I climbed off him and knelt beside him, taking his cock in my mouth as deep as I could. When my nose pressed against his pubic bone, Jackson growled and tugged at my arm.
“Come here. I want to taste my cock on your lips.”
That’s sexy as fuck, I thought giddily as I moved up to kiss him.
When our lips met, his hands roved to my breasts. My body cried out for him as he palmed and kneaded them, and I desperately wanted to feel that massive slide into me.
Jackson groaned low in his throat. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
“Show me,” I whispered, running fingers across the tight muscles of his chest, skimming the trail of hair down his stomach.
With a growl of desire, he squeezed my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples until they were tight and aching. Hismouth followed—hot and wet, tongue swirling, lips sucking until I thought I might lose my mind.
“You’re already trembling,” he said. “I haven’t even gotten started.”
Before I could respond tothat, he lifted me as if I weighed nothing, then laid me on my back. Grasping my ankles, he spread my legs wide and gazed down at me. My body shivered, still recovering from my first orgasm, I reached down and ran my fingers across the head of his shaft.
“Give it to me,” I panted. “Fill me up. I want your cock.”
Shyanne Witmer, who the hell are you right now?I didn’t really care.
Jackson fisted his cock and pressed the head against my clit, nearly making me convulse as he rubbed it back and forth, teasing me.
“Please,” I whimpered, trying to lift my hips to take him. “Please. I need it.”
He smiled down at me and entered me, the full length gliding deep into me, each inch stretching me wide, filling me until I thought I might burst. My breath came in short, fast panting gasps as I looked down and watched him go deeper and deeper, until his balls pressed against my ass.
“You feel so fucking good,” he whispered, then looked at me with a hungry gleam in his eyes. “Are you ready? I won’t be able to hold back. I want you so fucking bad.”
I nodded, still fighting for breath, both terrified and exhilarated to feel what it would be like.
“Fuck me,” I hissed, body shivering with anticipation.
With a grin, he pulled his hips back.
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JACKSON
Ithrust into her, basking in the beauty of her cry of ecstasy. She was so tight and wet that I almost lost my mind right then and there, her skin glistening with sweat as I did as she asked. I fucked her with every ounce of strength I had. I’d never wanted a woman as much as I wanted her. I couldn’t get enough, I wanted to fully become part of her, to embrace her tighter and tighter until our bodies became one.
Each movement, each sound, every taste and smell, made me feel like a whole new man. Being there, feeling Shyanne’s body against my own, was a release I hadn’t known I needed. I’d spent years shoulderingeverythingfor my people, putting my own wants and needs aside to make sure they were taken care of, that our businesses were still running, and trying to find a way to save us from extinction. Tonight, I could live. I could have this one night for myself and what I wanted. And right now, all I wanted was Shyanne.
She was trembling, her lips still parted from her last moan. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, and I could still feel her pussy pulsing around me. It was the most addictivething I’d ever experienced. How could I be this obsessed with a woman I’d just met? I’d barely known her for a week. Not long enough to know her favorite song or how she took her coffee, but long enough to crave her. Long enough to want her like a man starved. Long enough to recognize that whatever was between us was undeniable.
