The pressure combined with the feel of him swirling his thumbs at my entrance was enough to set me off.

“One,” he murmured before licking down my slit to ram his tongue inside me, his thumbs holding me open for his probing tongue. He fucked me with his tongue so deep that I could feel his chin digging into my ass.

He was relentless, holding me in place even though I couldn’t move. My feeling of helplessness just heightened the experience, and before I knew it, I was climaxing again. He didn’t stop licking me, and I was so sensitive at this point that I could barely take it anymore.

“Jackson, no more,” I begged.

“Two,” he replied.

“Fuck me now, Jackson. Give me number three with your cock hard and deep inside of me. I feel so empty,” I whispered, pulling out the big guns to turn the tables a little in order to get what I wanted. His eyes flared even hotter at my words. I knew how much he loved when I talked dirty to him.

He stood up to drag his boxers off his body, his cock springing free from its confinement. He ran his hand down the shaft as he looked at me on the bed before grabbing a condom from the bedside table. I loved watching him touch himself, but I needed him inside me now, so I was thrilled to see him roll it down and climb between my open legs.

“You ready, sweetheart?” he whispered in my ear, his cock resting at my entrance.

“Now,” I whimpered.

It was all the encouragement he needed. He pulled his hips back and slid deep inside with one smooth stroke.

“Fuck,” he groaned deeply.

“Hard and fast, Jackson,” I pleaded. Now wasn’t the time for anything else.

I felt his hands lift me up as he placed a pillow under my lower back, tilting me up and changing my position slightly. I felt him slide even farther inside, deeper than he’d ever been. He slowly moved backwards, his cock dragging out of my body. I thought for sure he was going to tease me like this all night, but as soon as he left my body, he slammed back inside as deep as he could go. Then he tortured me again by slowly pulling out. He kept that same rhythm for a while, alternating between slow exits and hard thrusts until I reached the point where I started to tighten around him as I neared another climax.

“Now, Kaylie. Give me number three and I will give it to you hard and fast,” he commanded.

It was enough to push me over the edge again, and he picked up his pace and started to hammer me into the bed. His hips pumped back and forth over and over again as fucked me harder and deeper than ever before. I wanted to hold on to him, but I couldn’t even get any words out as my climax went on and on, feeling like it would never end. Waves of pleasure kept rolling over my body as his cock bottomed out each time he drove inside. It felt like he was growing harder with each thrust, and I needed to take him with me.

“That’s right baby. Fuck me as hard as you can, Jackson,” I whispered to him. “I’m all yours. You can take me anyway you want.”

My words spurred him on even further, and he leaned down to capture my mouth in a hard kiss as he thrust one final time before I felt his cock throbbing deep inside me as he came.

****

“I can’t believe that you’re really going to come with me, Jackson,” I whispered after I recovered from having my mind blown by what we’d just done in bed. It had taken a few minutes to catch my breath and get the blood flowing again after Jackson untied me. I was still stunned by how far Jackson was willing to go to make our relationship work. But so very happy.

He tilted his head down so he could gaze directly into my eyes, our lips almost touching. “Of course I’m going with you, Kaylie. I don’t think you understand exactly how much you mean to me.” He pulled my hand up so that it rested on his heart. “You have owned me from the very start. This heart? It beats for you, sweetheart.”

My pulse raced at his words as I melted inside. I knew Jackson cared about me, but this was something else entirely. Ours might have been a whirlwind romance, but that didn’t make the feelings between us any less real.

“I love you,” I blurted out, unable to keep my feelings bottled up inside. The words might not have been as pretty as the ones he’d just given me, but they sure seemed to do the trick. His eyes lit up and he tightened his hold on me.

“Thank fuck,” he uttered, “because I love you, too. Just in case you didn’t get that that’s what I was trying to say.”

I pulled back a little so he could see how serious I was about my next words. “I think I’ve known for a while, but yeah, I definitely understood what you were trying to say just now. It was probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me in my life. Best moment ever.”