He let go of my nipple with a loud pop. “What, sweetheart?”

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Oh, I will please you, Kaylie. I’m just going to take my time while I’m doing it,” he promised before he switched his attention to the other side, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved across my chest.

I released my grip on his hair and moved my hands lower so that I could run them along his shoulders and back. I traced each muscle I could reach, my nails biting into him when he’d suck my nipple deep into his mouth. When he moved lower and nipped at the skin on my belly, I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips as I raised my hips off the bed. I was desperate for him to pick up the pace just a little bit. And I was rewarded for my movement when my pussy bumped against his cock, so hard and hot even through the fabric of his boxers.

Jackson lifted up to look at me, and the heat in his gaze made me burn even hotter. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that I could rub against him as I lifted myself up and down off the bed. I held his stare as I moved against him with his body towering over me. Even though he had me trapped under his body, I wanted to drive him as crazy as he’d made me. And based on the way his cock jumped each time I rubbed against him, I was doing a damn good job of it too.

“Soon, sweetheart. I need to get a taste of you first,” Jackson said before he unwrapped my legs from his waist. He held my legs open, his hands hot on my inner thighs. As he bent over my pussy, I could feel his breath against my core. I was riveted by the sight of him as his mouth hovered over me. I needed his touch now, but I couldn’t move my hips off the bed with his grip on me.

“Please,” I begged again.

“Yes,” he hissed before he flicked his tongue against my clit, like my words were exactly the sign he was waiting for.

He trailed his tongue down one side of my pussy lips and back up the other, over and over again, only stopping to give a few licks to my clit each time around. I could feel how drenched I was with need, his teasing driving me to the edge. Finally, he ran his tongue up the middle and drove it into my core.

“Oh, God!” I screamed, reaching out to grab his hair to hold his head in place and make sure he wasn’t going to tease me anymore.

“Mmmmm,” he murmured as he fucked me with his tongue.

He released one of my legs so that he could play with my clit. At the first touch of his fingers against me, I went off like a rocket. The waves of my climax racked my body, and Jackson drew it out as long as he could by switching so that his fingers were deep inside me as he sucked hard on my clit.

“Wow,” I whispered when it was over and I lay limply on the bed, my legs sprawled and sweat dripping down my spine.

I watched as Jackson searched the sheets for one of the condoms. My legs felt like jelly and I could barely move. When he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprang free, long and hard. He found one of the condoms and quickly tore the package open with his teeth. Then he swiftly rolled it down his length and settled himself between my legs.

“I wanted to do this slowly the first time, Kaylie. But I don’t think I can now. I fucking swear I’ll make it up to you though.”

I reached up to rest my palm on his cheek. “It’s okay, Jackson. Take what you need from me.”

And take he did as he slammed his cock inside me with a hard thrust. I was still so sensitive from my climax that I felt my body clench against him as he pulled back out to dive in again. He lifted one of my legs and brought it over his shoulder so he could get even deeper.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “So fucking tight, sweetheart.”

“Because you’re so hard inside me, Jackson. I need more of you,” I whispered to him.

His eyes lit up at my words and he pumped harder and faster, like a madman. My Jackson liked when I talked a little dirty to him, so I kept it up urging him on and telling him how much I wanted him, how good he felt. I must have really enjoyed talking dirty because another climax started to build.

“I’m gonna come again, Jackson,” I whimpered.

“Yes,” he urged me. “I need you to come again, Kaylie. Fuck, please hurry. I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”

He dropped my leg off his shoulder so I could wrap them both around his waist as he continued to pound into me. It only took a few more thrusts before I was going over the edge again, clenching against his cock and pushing him over with me.

“Damn,” I whispered when I could talk again.

“Holy hell, Kaylie,” he muttered. “That was fucking amazing.”

I giggled in response. “You’re such a smooth talker.”