say nothing else.
When she finally opened her eyes she saw his hand in the whipped cream again. This time she came the second his teeth found her nub. “Jackson, please. I need you,” she growled. She came so hard she grabbed his head and forcibly pulled him up her body.
Jackson moved up over her and kissed her. She could taste the cream mixed with her on his mouth. She reached down to slide her hand around his cock but he pulled away from her. “Not yet, baby.”
“Jackson,” she begged again. “I need you in me now.”
“I know what you need.” Grabbing the hot fudge, he dipped a finger in and then teased her mouth. This time she sucked it like she would his cock.
When he groaned, she knew he understood exactly what she wanted.
Finally he removed his finger and dipped it into the hot fudge again, sliding it in circles around her nipples. Then he set the bowl down and lay next to her. His tongue swirled around the nipple, licking her, and when he nipped lightly, her hands fisted the pillows around her.
“Mmm,” was all she could say.
His hand slid down and he rubbed his finger on the already overstimulated nub. Between his tongue and his hand she was shuddering with another orgasm in seconds.
“Jackson,” she cried out. “Please, now.”
Reaching for a condom from the box, he handed it to her. In her excitement she almost couldn’t get the package opened. Finally she ripped it open with her teeth.
Before sliding it on, she pushed down the bed so she could taste him. Suckling his cock in the same way he did her tit, sliding her tongue down the length of him. She loved watching him grow even larger and took as much of him as she could into her mouth.
This time it was his hands that went into her hair.
“Mar,” he whispered and she knew he fought for control. She wanted him to come in her mouth right then, but she didn’t think the rest of her body would forgive her.
Backing off, she pulled the sheath over his now slick cock.
Jackson rose up on his knees and positioned himself between her legs. Lifting them so she could wrap herself around him as he plunged into her. Mariska grabbed the top of the teak headboard with her hands and thrusted against him. They fit so perfectly, it was as if they’d been made for each other.
“Yes,” she cried as he pounded in and out, seeming to know that she needed it hard. When he slowed she whimpered again.
“Touch yourself, baby,” Jackson ordered.
“No. Jackson, please.”
“I will, Mar. But you have to touch yourself for me.”
The way those gorgeous bedroom blues begged her there was no way she could ever tell him no. And in that moment she would do anything for him.
Mariska obeyed, letting go of the headboard and running her right hand across her breast and down to her sex, where he began pumping her hard and fast.
The heat in his eyes made her brave and she began rubbing her nub in concert with his thrusts in and out. He pounded her so hard, it was as if every nerve in her body could feel his cock moving inside her, driving her mad. She tightened her legs around him. When he increased the pace and she could feel every inch of him inside her, her body became one tight nerve.
“Come for me, baby. Come on.” His words urged her to go faster and faster, her body ached for release. Mariska was so overcome by the sensation that when the orgasm hit she shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Stay with me.” His voice strained, he continued to ride her, building her up one more time to a final crescendo that almost made her lose consciousness. She seriously saw stars for a second.
The only thing that centered her was the look of pleasure mixed with possession in Jackson’s eyes as he claimed her. Tears burned in her eyes at the joy she saw as he thrust one last time.
She hadn’t noticed they spilled over until Jackson suddenly stopped and gave her a guarded stare.
“Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”
At first she couldn’t speak and closed her
When she finally opened her eyes she saw his hand in the whipped cream again. This time she came the second his teeth found her nub. “Jackson, please. I need you,” she growled. She came so hard she grabbed his head and forcibly pulled him up her body.
Jackson moved up over her and kissed her. She could taste the cream mixed with her on his mouth. She reached down to slide her hand around his cock but he pulled away from her. “Not yet, baby.”
“Jackson,” she begged again. “I need you in me now.”
“I know what you need.” Grabbing the hot fudge, he dipped a finger in and then teased her mouth. This time she sucked it like she would his cock.
When he groaned, she knew he understood exactly what she wanted.
Finally he removed his finger and dipped it into the hot fudge again, sliding it in circles around her nipples. Then he set the bowl down and lay next to her. His tongue swirled around the nipple, licking her, and when he nipped lightly, her hands fisted the pillows around her.
“Mmm,” was all she could say.
His hand slid down and he rubbed his finger on the already overstimulated nub. Between his tongue and his hand she was shuddering with another orgasm in seconds.
“Jackson,” she cried out. “Please, now.”
Reaching for a condom from the box, he handed it to her. In her excitement she almost couldn’t get the package opened. Finally she ripped it open with her teeth.
Before sliding it on, she pushed down the bed so she could taste him. Suckling his cock in the same way he did her tit, sliding her tongue down the length of him. She loved watching him grow even larger and took as much of him as she could into her mouth.
This time it was his hands that went into her hair.
“Mar,” he whispered and she knew he fought for control. She wanted him to come in her mouth right then, but she didn’t think the rest of her body would forgive her.
Backing off, she pulled the sheath over his now slick cock.
Jackson rose up on his knees and positioned himself between her legs. Lifting them so she could wrap herself around him as he plunged into her. Mariska grabbed the top of the teak headboard with her hands and thrusted against him. They fit so perfectly, it was as if they’d been made for each other.
“Yes,” she cried as he pounded in and out, seeming to know that she needed it hard. When he slowed she whimpered again.
“Touch yourself, baby,” Jackson ordered.
“No. Jackson, please.”
“I will, Mar. But you have to touch yourself for me.”
The way those gorgeous bedroom blues begged her there was no way she could ever tell him no. And in that moment she would do anything for him.
Mariska obeyed, letting go of the headboard and running her right hand across her breast and down to her sex, where he began pumping her hard and fast.
The heat in his eyes made her brave and she began rubbing her nub in concert with his thrusts in and out. He pounded her so hard, it was as if every nerve in her body could feel his cock moving inside her, driving her mad. She tightened her legs around him. When he increased the pace and she could feel every inch of him inside her, her body became one tight nerve.
“Come for me, baby. Come on.” His words urged her to go faster and faster, her body ached for release. Mariska was so overcome by the sensation that when the orgasm hit she shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Stay with me.” His voice strained, he continued to ride her, building her up one more time to a final crescendo that almost made her lose consciousness. She seriously saw stars for a second.
The only thing that centered her was the look of pleasure mixed with possession in Jackson’s eyes as he claimed her. Tears burned in her eyes at the joy she saw as he thrust one last time.
She hadn’t noticed they spilled over until Jackson suddenly stopped and gave her a guarded stare.
“Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”
At first she couldn’t speak and closed her
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