and licking his shaft, was more than he could take.
“I wouldn’t last a second with you sucking my cock, Holly. When I come it will be inside of you, feeling your wet cunt wrapped around me.”
He removed his boxers, careful to not let Holly touch him. He wanted to last long enough to actually make it inside of her and he was already pushing his limits. Holly’s eyes grew wide at his long, thick erection and the anticipation was brutal.
“Oh, Jack, fuck me now – please!”
This time, he did not tell her to wait. Knowing that both of them were more than ready, he put the tip of his cock at her opening, stretching her, tempting her for what was to come.
“Jack – now!”
He slammed his large cock into her pussy, drunk with her arousal juices, and Holly cried out. He was so big, so thick; he completely filled her up and she loved it.
“Jesus, Holly, you are so fucking tight.”
Compared to her ex’s small dick, she was practically a virgin. Even Mr. Flipper couldn’t match up to Jack, and she’d thought that was big.
Holly watched Jack cram himself in and out of her; she was amazed that something so large could enter her body and that it felt so wonderful.
“Holly, please look at me.”
She moved her eyes up to meet his. The passion in those smoky grey eyes was so apparent; he was so raw, so exposed. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He had felt pent up for so long and he lost all control. He came violently inside her, fast and furious, letting the sensations take over.
He had wanted to take his time; he’d wanted to inch his cock into her tight opening, savoring it, moving excruciatingly slow until it had completely filled her, then making her scream out his name before ramming it in harder and faster.
Next time, he thought.
“Sorry, Holly, what you do to me – I couldn’t last any longer.”
Holly leaned over to kiss him. “You are actually apologizing? Jack, you rocked my world tonight. I don’t know how much more I could have handled. You had me flying so high, I was seeing stars.”
He pulled her into his arms and she rested her head on his chest.
“There is one thing you can do for me,” Holly said.
“Just name it.”
“I am parched. Could you please get me a glass of water?”
Jack smiled and kissed her forehead. “Of course. But first, answer me a question – the night of Lexi’s party, I came by later to return your keys and you had someone in your bed…is he anyone that I need to worry about?”
Holly racked her brain wondering what he could possibly be talking about…after the party…he returned her keys? She didn’t have anyone with her that night…except…
Holly giggled. “I think you’re talking about Mr. Flipper and no, it is definitely not something that can compete with you.”
Jack raised his sexy-scarred eyebrow. “Mr. Flipper?”
“That’s just a silly name I have for my vibrator. That’s what I was with that night, not another man.”
Jack gave her a wicked smile. “Sounds interesting. Maybe you can invite me next time, I would love to watch.”
Even after everything they had just done, he could still make her blush.
“And just for the record,” Jack continued. “I have never felt this way before either, with anyone. I look forward to many more opportunities to rock your world.”
He got up to go into the kitchen, not bothering to cover up. Holly watched him walk away and thought about how she could never get tired of that view. This man, with the sculpted thighs and perfect ass, the most gorgeous guy she had ever laid on eyes on, had just shared her bed.
As she basked in the afterglow, Holly reached over into her nightstand and grabbed her diary.
For the first time ever, I think I’m in love.
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About the author
Bree Dahlia resides in the Midwest, a place known for its steamy summers and bitterly cold winters.
A fan of the sultry heat, she can usually be found playing outdoors until the temperature drops. On those