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  “Your suit was sexy early today, but now it’s in the way of me ravishing you,” he chuckles. With a precision flick of his fingers, he unbuttons my blouse and pushes it down my arms. “Much better,” he mocks. Without asking for permission he unzips my navy-blue skirt and let its pool at my feet. He hooks his fingers into both sides of my panties and he squats down in front of me as he drags them all the way down to the floor. I was expecting him to get back up and tower over me, but starting at my feet, Jake drops little kisses while traveling up my body in a worshipful, purposeful line from my painted toes to my tummy, to my jaw, all the way up to my earlobe. “This is going to be fucking amazing,” he breathes.

  “Ohhhh,” I say, a soft, plaintive exhalation. How can he keep turning me on like a firecracker?

  “What happened to that salacious silky black and white piece of underwear you were taunting me with this morning when you were vying for my attention?” He’s back on his feet with his face inches from mine.

  “My boobs are too big to walk around without a bra. So I had to choose. I didn’t want to be inappropriate the first time I met with my attorney.” I grin, holding his gaze.

  “As naughty as this bra and panties combination is, it’s bothering me. After three weeks of jerking off like a horny teenager, I want to be buried inside your pussy as urgently as possible.” Impatiently he unhooks the navy-blue bra with white embroidered detailing and slips it down my arms before tossing it to the side.

  “Ah,” I pant when the cool ambient air caresses my erected peaks.

  “Fuck, I’ve missed these so badly,” he growls as he leans down and fondles my boobs. He kisses the left one and then the right. And when he sucks a nipple into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue, I lose it and unleash a needful cry. “You like that, don’t you?”

  I’m so far gone, I struggle to find my words. “Yes,” I manage. He knows full well how I come undone under his touch. It’s been a very long time since he’s assaulted my boobs like this and goddammit, have I ever missed it.

  For long pleasurable minutes, he worships and tortures my breasts until I’m certain I’m going to melt like a pot of chocolate fondue. “I’ve missed your mouth and your tongue so much, Jake,” I gasp.

  “Really? Is that all you’ve missed?”

  Instead of answering his question, I daringly cup his cock and I squeeze hard. He grits his teeth with delight while closing his eyes halfway.

  “On your knees for being such a temptress,” he says, pressing on my shoulders and urging me down.

  Excited, I sink all the way down until my knees hit the floor. My body is wedged between his muscular thighs and the wall. I’m trapped. A sharp thrill makes my stomach feel like I’m descending at vertiginous speed from the highest hill on a daredevil rollercoaster. I can barely breathe past the anticipation of finally being able to take him into my mouth and suck him until he comes gushing at the back of my throat.

  “Take me out and taste me. Now,” he growls, unzipping his pants halfway. Fuck.

  My body clenches with excitement. His commands are like little shots of aphrodisiac pangs, each one turning me on more and more. I unfasten his pants before yanking them along with his boxer briefs down far enough to free him. Nearly panting, I take him in my hand. Jake’s groan is the sweetest victory. He’s so in control all the time, but here he is coming undone in the palm of my hand. His cock is magnificent—hot, thick and long. Mine. I revel in the lubrication that his own moisture provides as I wrap my eager fingers around him and stroke him. Leaning forward, I wet my lips before wrapping them around his cock. Finally. I swirl my tongue around his head before sucking him in.

  “Hmmm,” I moan into his shaft. Jesus, he tastes so good.

  “Fuck, Ali.”

  I wiggle my legs inwards, bringing them closer together to allow me to put an end to my suffering by squeezing my thighs together until I climax. Alas, it’s nearly impossible for me to position myself while I still have his very big cock inside my mouth and still reach my clit. Desperate, I spread my legs wider before sliding my free hand between my legs seeking relief, but he stops me with a sharp tug at my hair.

  “I don’t remember telling you to touch yourself,” he reprimands.

  I look up and lock eyes with him. “I can’t take it anymore,” I beg.

  “Don’t worry. It won’t be long before my fingers are all over your clit teasing, flicking and rubbing you until you come hard. Don’t you dare rob me of this pleasure.”

  “Um,” I whimper, unsure I possess the resolve to wait one more second to give in to my pending orgasm.

  “Move your hand away from your clit, Ali,” he commands. I hesitate, caught between the need to obey him and the inexorable need for relief. “Didn’t you hear what I said? If you don’t move your hand, you can forget about coming all over my mouth as my fingers pump your ass and the others pinch your clit.”

  Fuck.

  I close my eyes, nearly drowning in his words. The threat of forfeiting such a delirious climax is all I needed to hear to change my mind.

  “Good. Put your hand back on my dick where it belongs. Now open wide because my cock feels extremely neglected.”

  I barely have time to part my lips before he plunges his dick into my mouth in one stroke, hitting so deep at the back of my throat, I almost gag. I guess no more nice and slow. Jake doesn’t stop, not for a second—he grips my hair in his fist and thrusts over and over again. He’s savage, hungry, depraved, filling me up and raising my body temperature to perverted levels.

  “You’ve got such a sweet little mouth, Ali.” His fingers fist my hair and hold the back of my head in place dictating the cadence. He doesn’t force me, but the threat of it is there. The thought alone is so intoxicating. Jake gives me time to explore all of him and to find a rhythm where my hands and my mouth work in a fluid motion. “Damn,” he hisses. “I can’t believe I was able to survive these past few weeks without you taking me in your mouth.” Little gritty curses spill out of him, igniting my clit into a ball of fire. I can suck him all day just to hear the hedonistic sounds he makes. “Take me deeper. Make me come.”

  Gripping his thighs with my hands, I inhale a deep breath and I push my face forward onto his cock as far as I can take him. This isn’t like any other blowjobs I’ve ever given before. Nah, those were tame compared to this. Jake is relentlessly fucking my mouth, yanking my head closer, fisting my hair tighter.

  Holy Jesus. It’s fast and it’s furious and I want it all.

  I suck in deeper, flicking my tongue against the underside of his cock as he pulls out of my mouth and pumps into me again.

  “Are you naughty enough to take me all the way in, baby?” He brushes away the hair obstructing my view and I lift my eyes towards him. It’s not a question. It’s more of a challenge.

  I defiantly hold his gaze to let him know I’m so up for it. He flashes me a half-grin and slides his hips backwards before thrusting inside my mouth with force. He pushes his huge head against the ridges of my throat. Jesus. I’m near the edge, gorging on him audaciously. Everything about this moment is overwhelming every sense in my body until there’s nothing but my consuming need to suck him harder to elicit more of the savage grunts he’s rewarding me with. My body heats up like the engine of a racecar as a flood of overpowering desire pools between my thighs. I’m so turned on, I can barely breathe. Everything about him is dominating me and forcing me to succumb. There is no way out. If I were to die right now choking on his cock, it would be the sweetest death I could ever imagine.

  “Yeah, that’s it. Suck me hard, baby,” he grunts, pumping in and out of my mouth. Holy shit. Jake grabs me by the back of the head and the jaw, taking control of my movement and filling my throat with his dick. “Oh, Christ. Hold it, hold it, hold it. Fuck, yeah.” He releases me and I gasp for air.

  “No. I’m not done. I want more,” I protest.

  “Don’t worry. I’ve got more to give,” he mocks when he reads the desperation on my fac
e. “I want to make sure you’re okay.”

  “I was when you were inside my mouth.” I’m startled by my own admission. The old Allison would never have had the guts to express herself this way, but then again I’m a whole new woman.

  “Look at you, you little dirty girl. If you want me so badly, open up again.”

  He doesn’t have time to ask twice. I impale my mouth on his hard dick, my lips closing around him. I take him all the way to the base of his shaft and I fight the instinct to pull back. Damn, he’s so huge.

  “That’s a fucking hungry little mouth you have, isn’t it?”

  Oh, Lord. He can’t keep talking dirty and prevent me from playing with my throbbing clit and still expect me to hold on to my sanity.

  “Look at me, Ali.”

  Tilting my head as much I can with my mouth full of him, I meet his gaze. His dark blue eyes are glazed over by lust, mouth open with anticipation, chest heaving with desire. He’s absolutely freaking gorgeous.

  “Hmmm. You’re so hungry for me. Aren’t you?” His grunts are driving me insane and robbing me of my ability to speak. Without warning, Jake withdraws. “Answer me.”

  Why’d you do that?

  “I am,” I say, peering up at him, yearning to take him back in my mouth.

  He flashes me a side smile filled with satisfaction. “Tell me my cock is the only one you want.”

  Is this really happening? Is this really my Jake? Is this man finally all mine? I’m so loving it. “I want only you.”

  “That’s not the question I asked.”

  I narrow my eyes at him before smiling. “Your dick is the only one I want in my mouth, my pussy and my ass.”

  “I know you do. Open up, you little vixen.” Jake grasps my hair with one hand and the other hand pulls down my jaw. And then his cock slides across my tongue. Oh shit, shit, shit. He’s thrusting in and out of me, guided by my libidinous grunts. “God, I’ve thought of fucking your mouth for weeks. It’s been so consuming I thought I was going to lose my goddamn mind.”

  I whimper in response. I was so certain I had lost him forever, but his words stir something addicting in me. He wants me as much as I want him.

  “Baby, hold on.” Jake’s hips move with more determination and I barely have time to brace my hands against his thighs. He hits the back of my throat again and again. I steady myself to take in all of him, aware he’s testing my tolerance. “This is fucking mind-blowing,” he growls. Pressing my head backward into the wall, I surrender to the demands of his frantic thrusts, loving the way he’s dominating my mouth and relishing the way he tastes. Sweet mother of God. Jake’s warm nectar fills my mouth before drizzling down the back of my throat. Hot damn.

  He pulls out abruptly, then slides his hands under my arms and lifts me to my feet. His tongue slips inside my mouth and he boxes me against the wall with his chiseled body. “I love how you taste like me now.” His hands run from my boobs to my stomach and down to my hips. It’s impatient, impassioned and impetuous. I’m enraptured by the moment. My fingers dig into his shoulders and my thighs tremble from the core-shaking need enthralling me.

  “Jake, please, don’t tease me any longer,” I rasp.

  “I want to hear you beg for it. What do you want, Ali?” His fingers rake my thighs. He owns me.

  “I… I need your cock inside me,” I plead. I have no shame begging for an orgasm.

  “Yeah. Good girl. I’m going to take you from behind and bury myself so deep inside you my balls will slap hard against your clit and you’ll come from the contact.”

  “Good Lord,” I moan as his tongue assaults mine again, making it nearly impossible to think. I shift my hips, desperate for his touch against my eager pussy.

  His hard hands clamp down on my ass, causing me to gasp. “Ali, I’m warning you. The choice is up to you. You either remain still or I won’t let you come.”

  “You can’t do that,” I protest.

  “I love hearing the need in your voice. It’s such a turn-on. But yes, I can, and I’ll take your climax away from you if you keep this up.”

  “Please,” I sob. I can’t remember the last time I wanted someone so badly.

  Jake kicks my feet apart and slides his fingers down my stomach until he reaches my slick pussy. He plunges two long fingers deep inside my wetness and I lose it. My body has been craving his touch for so long, the friction against my clit makes me come on contact. I can’t believe he does this to me.

  “Argh,” I scream and my vision blurs. I’m inebriated by my release. I sag against Jake so helplessly that he has to hold me up. “Oh, oh, oh,” I moan as he curls his demanding fingers against the front wall of my core and fucks me in rapid and precise bursts that keep his thick fingertips in constant contact with an excruciatingly sensitive area inside me—the same one he hit the first night he fucked me.

  “You aren’t getting my dick until you come again. I want you to come so hard you have to hold on to my arms to avoid collapsing to your knees. Do you hear me?”

  The power emanating from him is so strong, it’s as if a fire raging within is shooting through him and straight into me.

  “No. I can’t. I just can’t.” I’m almost weeping from the blissful intensity that nearly turns into passionate agony.

  Jake braces his hand on the wall above my shoulder and nails me with a searing stare. “Oh, you sure as hell fucking can.” He works his hand harder, shifting from an in-out to a front-to-back rhythm, zeroing in on my eager and needy clit. The movement of his hand makes me wetter and wetter, until I can only hear slippery sounds of my arousal.

  “Jake…” My pulse is a frantic, pounding drumbeat. I wonder if he can see it.

  “Don’t fight it. Let go, baby.”

  An immeasurable amount of sensual pressure builds up around his fingers until I know without a shadow of a doubt not only will I come, but my explosive climax might cause me to lose consciousness—just as he demanded of me. I hold on tight to his arm like it’s a lifejacket, needing something to hold, something to anchor me against the lustful tornado mounting inside me.

  “That’s right, sweetness,” he rasps.

  “Jake,” I wail.

  “Come for me,” he grits out, his hand still moving, drawing my orgasm out until I can’t decide if it’s pleasure or pain.

  “Oh… I’m… I’m coming.” I tumble into the abyss of pure ecstasy.

  Holy shit. I start to quake, my orgasm building, and I close my eyes. Fuck. I come undone with a scream I’ve never heard leave my body before. The spasms ripple through me with such intensity, it’s as if I’m freefalling from a cliff into heaven.

  “Good girl. Look at you. You’re completely undone and I can’t tell you how much I love seeing you like this. You came all over me, baby. Taste.” He pushes his dripping fingers into my mouth.

  Without hesitating, I grasp his wrist and I suck his fingers to the knuckle. He’s made me come so hard in the last few minutes, not once but twice, and honestly my body so desperately needed him I’m willing to do anything he asks of me. As much as I’ve tried to give myself pleasure during these last few weeks of abstinence, nothing compares to this.

  Jake’s left hand cups my face as he pulls his fingers free of my mouth. He bends his knees to align his eyes with mine. “Did I push you too far?” he asks, brushing my damp hair away from my face and dropping a kiss on my nose. His gaze is serious, but his cocky smile betrays him.

  “You keep doing this to me. It’s as if you know my body better than I do.”

  “I didn’t do anything to you. I’m simply giving you what your body craves. The truth is I’ve been dreaming of this since the last time we were together. I’ve been so steadfastly focused on protecting you…” He exhales, letting the sentence hang in the air. “Being so close to you and not being able to take you when I want and how I want nearly killed me. “

  “Oh,” I let out, surprised by his confession.

  And just like that the cockiness is replaced by tenderne
ss. “You’re sure everything’s okay?” The sweetness in his voice brings the sting of tears in my eyes. My God, I think I’ve fallen head over heels for him. No other man has ever been willing or able to take care of me like Jake.

  My heart swells. “Everything is absolutely perfect.”

  A small, tender smile plays around his lips for a moment, and then it drops and I read the fire in his eyes. “Good. Shimmy your ass over there,” he says, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. “and bend over the damn couch. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  JAKE

  I lock eyes with Ali, waiting to see what she’ll do, how she’ll react to my command. Fuck, I’ve missed gorging on her sinful body. No matter how many times I take her, I’m never satiated. It’s as if my body craves her constantly.

  The sweet, submissive way she gives herself to me is intoxicating. She blows every one of my fantasies out of the water. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted—brave, daring and willing to satisfy my every desire. I love how she’s open to pursuing absolute abandonment, always trusting me and never resisting. Knowing she’s willing to take our relationship to the next level is fueling something inexplicable inside me. I realize now how damned much I want—no, need—this woman. My Ali.

  My eyes are still fixed on her as the seconds tick away, but she’s still leaning against the wall catching her breath, and I smile inwardly.

  “Keep me waiting and you’ll be sorry. I’ll make you pay so dearly you’ll think the two orgasms I just gave you a few minutes ago were a warm-up.”

  When she still doesn’t move, I grab her arm and drag her stumbling toward the couch.

  “You can’t keep pushing me around like this,” she protests, curling her lips up in a delicious smile.

  “The hell I can’t. Not to mention the glee in your eyes is a telltale sign you’re turned on and this rough play is getting you off.”

  When Ali lands on her back on the couch, her devilish eyes dart to the side as if she’s thinking of escaping.