Page 23 of Deserving Maisy
To her frustration, he grinned. “Yeah?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you laughing at me?”
He sobered. “Never. Don’t you know? I want you just as badly. But this is our first time, I want to savor it. Savoryou.”
For a split second, Maisy panicked. Did he know? Did he remember that they weren’t married? That she was basically a stranger to him? But then he continued speaking.
“You might remember the feel of me, but for me, this is all new. I don’t want to miss a thing. The way you squirm when I touch you, if you arch into my touch when I suck on your tits, how you look and feel the first time I make you orgasm.”
“The first time?” Maisy blurted.
“Please don’t tell me I’m a selfish lover,” Jack said with a frown.
“Um…no, you aren’t. I just…”
He let her off the hook. “Shhhh. It’s okay. And yes—the first time. I plan on seeing you come several times tonight. Is that all right?”
Was it all right? This man couldn’t be real. “Duh,” she blurted.
He smiled again. “Good. Now lie there and don’t move. I need to get the food off the bed.”
Maisy kept still as Jack went up on his knees then stepped off the mattress. He quickly moved the charcuterie board to the dresser, then nearly stopped her heart when he took his glasses off and placed them on the table next to the bed, peeled off his shirt…then reached for his pants.
Before she was ready, he was naked. His cock was swollen and the head almost purple as it stood out hard and firm from between his thick thighs. She didn’t get nearly a long enough look at him before he was back on the bed, caging her in.
His lips were curled upward in a grin as he looked down at her. “It’s almost like that’s the first time you’ve seen me naked. Surely it hasn’t been so long since we’ve been together that you’ve forgotten.”
Maisy’s heart pounded in her chest. Jack was beautiful. And intimidating. And because he thought they’d had sex many times before, he obviously had no problem baring himself to her without a second thought. “I just…you’re beautiful, Jack.”
He looked surprised for a moment, then he gave her a soft smile. “May I?” he asked, even as he began to slowly pull her dress up her legs.
Maisy held her breath as he undressed her. It was extremely difficult to lie there and not try to cover herself. She hadn’t been naked in front of someone else even once in her life since becoming an adult…that she knew of. Now, the overhead light was on and there was no hiding.
Besides, Jack wouldn’t expect her to be shy…they’d been supposedly married for two years. She did her best not to squirm in discomfort as Jack helped her get the dress over her head, then tossed her underwear and bra off the side of the bed. She lay on her back and tried to read his expression. Was he disappointed?
“You’rethe beautiful one,” he said after a long moment. “I don’t know what I did to get lucky enough to be your husband, but I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you never regret re-marrying me.”
Maisy wanted to cry. This man…he was everything she’d ever dreamed about. And it was all a lie.
The guilt was eating her alive. She couldn’t continue to lie to him. Couldn’t let him keep on thinking they were something they weren’t. She actually opened her mouth to tell him that they’d met less than a week ago and her brother had kidnapped him in order to force this marriage—but the words got stuck in her throat when Jack crawled between her legs and ran his hands up her thighs, pushing her legs apart as he went.
She was as exposed as she’d ever been, and Maisy wanted to die of embarrassment. Jack was staring at her pussy as if he’d never seen one before. He moved one of his hands and ran his thumb up her seam. She jolted when he ran his digit over her clit.
“Easy,Stellina,” he murmured.
Maisy moaned as she arched into his touch. She’d masturbated, but nothing she did to herself felt as good as Jack’s fingers on her. Closing her eyes, she lost herself in sensation.
“I can’t believe I ever forgot this pussy. So fucking perfect,” he said reverently.
Maisy jerked when he pushed her thighs even farther apart. Her eyes popped open and she looked down. Thecarnal view that greeted her made another moan slip from between her lips. Jack had dropped down to his belly and his gaze came up to meet hers just as his tongue came out and he licked her.
“Jack,” she whispered, as her hands went to his head. She’d planned to push him away, this particular act feeling far too intimate…but when he licked her again, she instead gripped his hair tightly and pulled him closer.
He chuckled, and Maisy felt his breath against her extremely sensitive folds. Then he devoured her. There was no other word for it.
When women talked about men eating them out, she hadn’t thought much about that particular crude phrase. But now she understood. Jack used his nose, his lips, his tongue, even his fingers to stimulate her. He slurped, licked, and sucked, bringing her to the brink in minutes.
All she could do was hold on for dear life as he literally blew her mind. She felt no embarrassment. Only pleasure at this man’s hands. When he latched his lips over her clit and used his tongue as a vibrator, she let out a little screech and tried to pull away from him. But he wouldn’t let her, his hands clamped around her hips and held her still.
