Page 263 of The Parkers' Handsome Holiday
Jack laughed, then went back to kissing my body, moving lower, exploring my curves until his mouth was inches from my aching core. He blew a breath against me, then held me open to his gaze.
“You’re so perfect,” he breathed, and I felt as if I were glowing beneath him. Then his mouth descended to lick me there and my eyes rolled back in my head.
“Yes,” I cried, pushing up to meet him. He tasted me, letting me know how delicious he found me, then proceeded to tease me until I was almost in tears.
His mouth around my sensitive nub, he sucked until I was bucking off the bed. He buried two fingers deep inside me and began moving them in time to his sucking, until I was about to pass out from pleasure.
Then his tongue started circling the nub and his fingers picked up their pace. In seconds, I was exploding into his mouth, almost screaming from the power of my climax. He encouraged me, holding tight to my hips, licking up every drop of my sweetness.
Then his body covered me and his lips were on mine. I could taste myself there and it turned me on in a way I’d never experienced. I clutched him like he was a life raft and I was adrift on the stormy seas of ecstasy.
I could feel him rubbing his swollen shaft against my core and I opened to him, wanting nothing more than for him to bury himself deep inside me. He soon obliged, and we both let out simultaneous moans of relief. He was so large, I could feel him throbbing, and I couldn’t help myself. I squeezed my inner muscles, causing him to let out a groan and bite his lip.
He was so handsome, so strong. So goddamn sexy. I wanted every bit of him. His body. His soul. His heart.
Jack moved slowly at first, pressing into me and pulling almost all the way back out, before driving back in to the hilt. His motions were driving me crazy, forcing me to pull him in tighter and trying to force his movement with my own hip gyrations.
He let out a chuckle. “Be patient, little girl,” he growled, nipping at my neck. “I want to savor you.”
“Savor me quickly,” I replied, causing him to laugh again. No matter how hard I tried to get him to increase the pace, he held steady, slowly pushing all the way in, then back out, then in again, until my head was thrashing against the pillow.
I was going to lose my mind if he didn’t stop teasing me. I pulled his head in close and bit his neck. Then I breathed into his ear, telling him exactly what I wanted from him.
“Take me,” I whispered. “Claim me, make me yours. Bury yourself deep inside me and don’t stop until we both die from pleasure.”
He pulled back, the look in his eyes was fierce. I could tell my words had done their damage. He thrust in, hard, and then again, faster. “You little temptress,” he growled. “I can’t resist you, no matter how hard I try.”
I smiled, pulling his head down and pressing my lips to his. It was my turn to tease him, and as I licked his lips and pushed my tongue between them, I could feel him start to lose it. His strokes became wild, urgent, and I reveled in the power I had over him.
Then, as he plunged in faster, I realized he had the same power over me. I lost myself in the moment, loving the feel of him above me, inside me, a part of me. I never wanted it to end, this joining between us.
I could feel myself getting close again, but I held on, wanting to climax with him this time. I clutched him, biting his shoulder as he thrust into me over and over again. He groaned, then redoubled his efforts, my own passion pushing his to even higher heights.
I needed to come with him, or I was going to expire from the decadence of our joining. My entire being was focused on reaching my peak with Jack. The man I loved.
CHAPTER 19
JACK
Jesus, but she’s perfect for me.
It was the only thought I could hold in my head as I plunged into Emma’s perfection. Nothing had ever felt like this before. I needed to possess her, to make her mine, to own every ounce of her. Her pleasure. Her pain. Her body. Her being.
I could feel her starting to shake around me, and I knew she was close. So was I, so close that I was barely managing to hold on. But I was driven to make this the best she’d ever experienced. She deserved it.
“Please, Jack,” she cried. “Please!”
I knew what she was asking. She needed release, and so did I. She looked at me with those gorgeous golden eyes and the world stopped.
“I love you,” I said, unable to help myself. “I fucking love you, Emma.”
Her eyes widened, and then she smiled a smile of such sweetness that my heart melted in my chest. “I love you too, Jack.”
Her words set me free, gave me everything I’d ever wanted in five perfect syllables. It was time to give her the pleasure I’d promised. With every fiber of my being, I pressed into her, kissing her deeply while joining us together in the first of what I hoped would be many, many intimate moments.
Her muscles squeezed against me and I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Come with me,” I begged, thrusting hard, again and again. I could feel her surrender, could feel the rush of moisture, could hear her cries as she reached her peak.
I exploded inside her, letting out a cry that echoed around the room and probably woke the neighbors. It was the single most intense moment of my life.
