be careful or I'm gonna..."
I cursed and grabbed her, tossing her onto her back. Then I dove forward, impaling her with my cock. She looked surprised as hell as I rammed myself into her, my cock spasming as I starting to cum.
"Fuck me! Oh God!"
I felt her body quivering in response and reached down to rub her clit. She wasn't getting off that easy. Hell no. Nobody was.
We were both getting off hard.
"Unfffff!"
I grunted as I came, my cock pistoning in and out of her like a steam engine. Her sweet little pussy clamped down on me as she bucked wildly. I held on tight as she nearly threw me off her.
I knew how to ride rough.
I collapsed forward as the last of my seed sprayed out of me, careful not to crush her with my weight. We were both shaking from the exertion. I realized that I had been wrong earlier when I said I couldn't cum any harder.
That had only been the second most intense orgasm of my life.
This was the first.
I rolled to the side, bringing her with me. I held her tight, not pulling out for a second. I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible.
She just felt that good. I nestled up against her, feeling supremely satisfied. All I had to do was fuck her three or four times a night until she was out of my system.
I felt my cock twitch, ready for round three.
"Jackson, I think that was a mistake."
"It's okay darlin', I'm not mad. We can take turns begging."
"No- not that."
I held her against me, a feeling of deep contentment washing over me.
"What then?"
"I think you should leave."
I leaned up on my elbow and stared at her.
"What?"
"It's nothing personal. I just think we got carried away and-"
"Damn right we got carried away. And we're about to get carried away again."
I looked down pointedly. My cock was still inside her. It was starting to rise again.
"Jesus Jackson, did you take one of those male enhancement pills or something?"
"Do I look like I need a male enhancement pill?"
I growled at her, flexing my hips to drive my cock a little deeper.
"I don't need any of that shit. I just need this."
I grabbed her ass and squeezed.
"Jackson- I really don't think-"
"Don't think baby, just feel..."
She pulled away from me and stood up, pulling on her bathrobe.
"Alright, that's enough."
And just like that, she kicked me out of her house.
Again.
Angelina
"Why? Why why why why?"
I stood under the shower, trying to loofah away the feeling of Jackson on my skin. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin was pink and tender.
It didn't do a damn thing.
I'd washed between my legs over and over again, even hopping up and down in an effort to get his sperm out of me. How could I be so stupid? How?
Short of getting a garden hose, I realized I was shit out of luck. That was probably dangerous anyway. He'd been all the way inside me when he came.
Both times.
That had to be deliberate.
Jackson Delancey wanted to knock me up.
I just couldn't figure out why.
The man didn't even like me. But he'd said something about keeping me as his own. I shook my head. He was obviously crazy. He was also the best lover I'd had in my life.
Ever.
I cringed, imagining all the women he must have practiced on. Who knew how many illegitimate children he had running around Nashville?
Maybe that was his 'thing.' Maybe he got off on knocking girls up. I was just the latest in a string of foolhardy women who let him get his rocks off without protection.
AKA future baby mama.
I groaned, leaning my head against the cold tiles.
What the hell was I going to do?
I could tell you what I was not going to do. I was not going to fall back into bed with Jackson Delancey every time he snapped his fingers. I was not going to walk towards his property with the dog.
I was not going to sit around and moon over a man who was the worst possible thing for me.
And I definitely was not going to think about how sweet and gentle he'd been when he wasn't fucking my brains out. Or how hurt and confused he had looked when I told him to
I cursed and grabbed her, tossing her onto her back. Then I dove forward, impaling her with my cock. She looked surprised as hell as I rammed myself into her, my cock spasming as I starting to cum.
"Fuck me! Oh God!"
I felt her body quivering in response and reached down to rub her clit. She wasn't getting off that easy. Hell no. Nobody was.
We were both getting off hard.
"Unfffff!"
I grunted as I came, my cock pistoning in and out of her like a steam engine. Her sweet little pussy clamped down on me as she bucked wildly. I held on tight as she nearly threw me off her.
I knew how to ride rough.
I collapsed forward as the last of my seed sprayed out of me, careful not to crush her with my weight. We were both shaking from the exertion. I realized that I had been wrong earlier when I said I couldn't cum any harder.
That had only been the second most intense orgasm of my life.
This was the first.
I rolled to the side, bringing her with me. I held her tight, not pulling out for a second. I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible.
She just felt that good. I nestled up against her, feeling supremely satisfied. All I had to do was fuck her three or four times a night until she was out of my system.
I felt my cock twitch, ready for round three.
"Jackson, I think that was a mistake."
"It's okay darlin', I'm not mad. We can take turns begging."
"No- not that."
I held her against me, a feeling of deep contentment washing over me.
"What then?"
"I think you should leave."
I leaned up on my elbow and stared at her.
"What?"
"It's nothing personal. I just think we got carried away and-"
"Damn right we got carried away. And we're about to get carried away again."
I looked down pointedly. My cock was still inside her. It was starting to rise again.
"Jesus Jackson, did you take one of those male enhancement pills or something?"
"Do I look like I need a male enhancement pill?"
I growled at her, flexing my hips to drive my cock a little deeper.
"I don't need any of that shit. I just need this."
I grabbed her ass and squeezed.
"Jackson- I really don't think-"
"Don't think baby, just feel..."
She pulled away from me and stood up, pulling on her bathrobe.
"Alright, that's enough."
And just like that, she kicked me out of her house.
Again.
Angelina
"Why? Why why why why?"
I stood under the shower, trying to loofah away the feeling of Jackson on my skin. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin was pink and tender.
It didn't do a damn thing.
I'd washed between my legs over and over again, even hopping up and down in an effort to get his sperm out of me. How could I be so stupid? How?
Short of getting a garden hose, I realized I was shit out of luck. That was probably dangerous anyway. He'd been all the way inside me when he came.
Both times.
That had to be deliberate.
Jackson Delancey wanted to knock me up.
I just couldn't figure out why.
The man didn't even like me. But he'd said something about keeping me as his own. I shook my head. He was obviously crazy. He was also the best lover I'd had in my life.
Ever.
I cringed, imagining all the women he must have practiced on. Who knew how many illegitimate children he had running around Nashville?
Maybe that was his 'thing.' Maybe he got off on knocking girls up. I was just the latest in a string of foolhardy women who let him get his rocks off without protection.
AKA future baby mama.
I groaned, leaning my head against the cold tiles.
What the hell was I going to do?
I could tell you what I was not going to do. I was not going to fall back into bed with Jackson Delancey every time he snapped his fingers. I was not going to walk towards his property with the dog.
I was not going to sit around and moon over a man who was the worst possible thing for me.
And I definitely was not going to think about how sweet and gentle he'd been when he wasn't fucking my brains out. Or how hurt and confused he had looked when I told him to
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