Page 120 of That Girl
Taking over, I pop the third button, pulling the fabric wide to kiss his exposed skin. JD tangles his fingers in my hair and bends down to take my lips with his. I hurriedly finish undoing the remaining buttons and push his shirt over his wide shoulders and down his arms until I’m left with the most beautiful bare chest in front of me. My palms flatten on his defined pectorals and his breath hitches as my hands move across his body.
“You say I’m stunning, but, my God, JD, I have no words.”
I lean in to circle his nipple with my tongue, biting down gently. I swear I hear him growl. My hands follow the smattering of dark hair from his chest to right above the waistband of his pants, my fingers going to his belt, pushing the leather strap out of the buckle. JD seems entranced at how I pull the belt slowly through the loops until it comes off completely. Like an offering, I hold his belt up to him and flick my gaze from the belt to my hands.
“Are you sure?” His deep voice breaks the charged silence enveloping the room.
“Yes, Jackson.”
The way his eyes turn black with need and lust has my core throbbing with urgency. We have all night to make love. Right now, I want him to claim me. Own me. Fast. Hard. All-consuming.
“Take your clothes off, baby.”
I do as he says, never once looking away from his heated gaze. My movements are a purposeful tease as my inner seductress comes out to play. JD is the only man I’m able to be like this with. He’s the only one I wanted to be like this for.
As soon as every item of clothing is shed, he pulls me to him, taking both my hands and wrapping the belt around them. “Let me know if it’s too tight.” He pulls the brown leather and loops the end through the coil.
“It’s perfect,” I tell him.
He grazes his lips across my forehead, the corner of my eye, my nose, and finally my lips. “I’m not going to be able to hold back this first time, but I promise to make it up to you.”
I move backward on the bed toward the headboard, lifting my bound hands above my head. This is nothing like what happened to me the night of the party, I remind myself, even though my hands are above my head in a similar position to that night. No, here with JD is completely different. I’m about to make love with the man I have been in love with for years. I surrender my control to him, proving to myself once and for all that I am stronger thanthatnight at the party.
“I don’t want you to hold back, Jackson.”
JD unzips his pants and lets them fall to the floor, stepping out of them. His black boxers follow. I suck in a breath when I see him. He looks bigger than before and my legs scissor in anticipation. He fists his hardness in one hand, and I squirm with arousal.
“I love you, Aurora.”
A lone tear leaks out as my heart, which I thought was irreparably broken after he left, pieces itself back together and becomes whole again.
“I love you, Jackson.”
JD grips both my ankles and tugs lightly, bringing me down to where he is at the end of the bed. Lifting my right leg, he begins to nibble kisses up my calf, under the sensitive part of my knee, and up my inner thigh. He repeats this with my left leg. My core is throbbing so hard, it’s almost painful, but in a pleasurable way. His mouth gets to my center, and he takes one, long lick up my folds before French-kissing my mons. My stomach muscles are convulsing rapid-fire as he nips at the skin around my belly button. My skin feels electrified as tiny pulses travel up and down my body. So many sensations. I want to catalog them and store them away, but I’m feeling too much all at once to do so.
“Every night, I dream about you,” JD whispers against the swell of my breast, his warm tongue circling my areola before taking the tight bud into his mouth.
Inhaling sharply from the current that zings from my nipple directly to my core, my hands jerk in their leather binding, but stay locked above my head. He makes love to each breast as his hands map every inch of me. He fondles and teases my nipples with his mouth and teeth, then glides his hands up until he’s able to wrap them around my hands near the headboard.
“Every night in my dreams, I make love to you. I worship your body just like I worship your heart and your mind. I want forever with you, Aurora.”
“All I’ve ever wanted was just you, Jackson.”
Our fingers tangle as he moves to position himself at my entrance. I feel the head of his cock apply the slightest of pressure as if asking permission for entrance. I moan like a wanton floozy, calling his name, begging him to fuck me.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him to me and feel a slight sting when he breaches my tightness as his girth stretches me. He rocks back and forth, sliding in inch by erotic inch, until he’s seated fully inside of me. We sigh together at how damn good it feels. Giving my body time to adjust to him, JD kisses me in a way that I can only describe as decadent. His stubble rasps my delicate skin, heightening the kiss with a contrasting tactile sensation different from that of his full, satiny lips.
“Aurora, you feel like heaven, baby. So damn good,” he says, causing my walls to clamp down hard around him, and he grunts.
“Jackson, I need you. Please.” I grip his hands tighter, giving him the signal to move.
The way he pulls backs and thrusts forward as my walls tamp down on him is exquisite. Our lips meet in a ravenous kiss of tongue and teeth as his thrusts become punishing, hammering me into the mattress. I feel the familiar tingle down my spine as everything coils tighter and tighter in my center. JD releases my hands and grabs my left thigh, hitching it up higher, and his next thrust hits something inside of me that has me gasping and my back arching taut as a bow.
Breaking our kiss, he stares down at me. “I want to watch you come with me inside of you. Keep your eyes on me, baby.”
My muscles begin to seize and twitch with a release that feels like it will rip me open with pleasure. Knowing I’m about to fly apart, JD pounds into me with abandon.
“Jackson, I…Oh, God.Jackson!” My orgasm explodes outward, obliterating me.
