His eyes roam over my body in reverence. “Holly…. you’re beautiful,” he whispers in awe.
I clench my hands at my sides, nerves dancing in my stomach. I want him to be happy with what he sees.
He lies me back on the bed and spreads my legs and before I can protest, he bends and kisses me there.
I convulse off the bed, still sensitive from the orgasm I had only moments ago.
He smiles into me as his eyes hold mine, his thick tongue licking deep into my core.
His hands are on my inner thighs as he holds my legs open. I try to close them, and he slams them back to the bed. “Don’t move,” he growls in a warning.
Nerves flutter in my stomach and I get the feeling that Jack likes his own way in the bedroom…not that I’m complaining. His touch is dominant, controlling. And dare I say it, on the edge of control.
His tongue laps my orgasm up and his eyes flutter closed in pleasure.
I can feel it building again and I run my fingers through his thick hair.
Oh Hell.
His hand splays over my lower stomach to hold me down as my back arches off the bed.
“Get your clothes off,” I plead. This isn’t fair. I’m lying here open and wet at his disposal and he’s still fully dressed.
Fire dances in his eyes and he stands and peels his shirt of over his head. His broad chest comes into view. It’s thick and wide with a scattering of dark hair and I clench in appreciation.
With his eyes locked on mine, he slowly unzips his jeans and slides them down. His thick hard cock springs free and I have to concentrate on not dropping my jaw.
Fucking hell… he’s hung.
Thick veins are coursing down the length of him and pre-ejaculate is dripping from its engorged end.
I begin to quiver, knowing what’s in store for me. He hasn’t been with a woman in seven years and, oh my God, I’m going to get it good.
This is Alaskan porn at its fucking best.
I lean up onto my knees and take him into my mouth. He tastes good and I put my hands on his thick quads as my sex clenches. Hell, he’s the perfect specimen.
His hand goes tenderly to the back of my head as he watches on, our eyes are locked, and he has a sexy smile on his face. “How’s your ankle now?” he asks.
“What ankle?” I smirk around him. I’m not even joking. The only thing I can feel is my pulse pumping between my legs, preparing for battle. Demanding it.
I begin to fist him with my hand while I suck him, and his eyes roll back in his head. I smile around him. “You like that, baby?” I whisper.
He shudders and screws up his face and I know he’s trying to hold it off, but I need him to come. I want him to lose control like I did.
He grabs my hair in his two hands and begins to ride my mouth as his instincts take over. His breathing is labored, and I know that he’s close. “Holly,” he pants. “Holly.” He pumps my mouth hard as he tips his head back to the sky. “Oh fuck…. Holly.” He comes in a rush down my throat and I smile as I drink him down.
I don’t know if I’ve ever seen something so beautiful.
I’m not usually one for swallowing, but damn it… for him, I am.
I keep licking him up, taking my time as our eyes stay locked. A tenderness runs between us and he brushes my hair back from my forehead. I smile softly and then he does something unexpected. He bends and takes my face in his hands and kisses me with everything he’s got, and my heart somersaults in my chest.
I’ve never been kissed like this before, so completely.
He crawls over me and takes me in his arms and for a long time we kiss, making out like teenagers in love who have all the time in the world.
It’s not hurried or anxious. The feeling of his skin next to mine is warm and safe. His touch is tender, so unlike any touch I’ve felt before.
We kiss and we kiss, and after a while I feel his erection begin to grow against my hip. With every thrash of our tongues, I feel him lose a little more control, until our kisses are violent and his hands are spreading my legs, opening up my body for his.
“Shit,” he murmurs against my lips.
“What?”
“I don’t have any condoms.”
“Oh.” I think for a moment. “I’m on birth control and I was tested when my marriage ended. I haven’t had sex with anyone since then.”
He pulls back to look at me with surprise. “How long ago was that?”
I swallow the lump in my throat. “Three and a half years ago.”His face falls and we stare at each other with an understanding hanging in the air between us. A sense of loss and sadness for what each other has been through.
“Baby,” he whispers as he pulls me into his arms and holds me tight.
What the hell is happening here? I feel weak and vulnerable… teary. So unlike me.
With his lips locked on mine, he rises above me and spreads my legs; his thick tip nudges my opening and I brace myself.
He swipes himself back and forth through my open lips and then pushes in a little.
“Oh.” My back arches off the bed.
He sits up and grabs some lube from the drawer in his side table and rubs it into my sex. “You alright?” he asks as he rubs his cock through me once more. I’m slippery and wet now, ready for battle.
I nod, and then a dark smile crosses my face, “More than alright.”
He chuckles and as if that’s his green light to go, he slides forward and in one deep movement he stretches me to the hilt.
I hold my breath as I feel the burn of his possession, a stretch like never before. It’s sharp and stingy, even with the lube. “Oh…. you’re big,” I whimper.
“No,” he smiles against my neck as his teeth graze my skin, “you’re small.”
I giggle, because that’s a blatant lie.
He circles his hips as he holds himself deep, first one way and then the other as he stretches me open. Preparing my body to take him at speed.
His body moves slow and measured, the perfect pressure on my clitoris sets my body on fire.
Oh…he knows his way around a woman’s body alright.
Goosebumps begin to scatter up my spine and down my arms.
He does it again and again and damn it, it’s so good. My legs begin to rise by themselves, curling up around his waist. My hands roam up and over his muscular back and over his shoulders. His lips are connected to mine and it’s all I can do not to beg him to fuck me hard. He’s hesitant and taking his time and I know that I need to trust him to know when my body is ready.
Hurry up and hurt me.
Hurt me hard.
His breath begins to quiver as if unable to hold it any longer and he slowly pulls out and then slowly slides back in.
I moan in appreciation.
His mouth hangs slack as his dark eyes hold mine. He pulls out and his control snaps. He slams in hard, knocking the air from my lungs.
“Oh …” I scrunch my eyes shut. “Oh…that’s good…. Yes,” I whisper as I cling to him tighter. My voice is deep and guttural, unrecognisable to my own ears.
He begins to softly moan as he lifts himself onto his straightened arms. He widens his knees to get the traction he needs and he pulls out and slams back in as he begins to fuck me.
Hard.
Deep, thick pumps and the bed begins to hit the wall with force.
He goes up onto his knees and lifts my legs over his shoulders as he continues to pump me. His dark eyes hold mine and he bites his bottom lip to stifle his smile.
I smile at the devious look on his face, “You look like you’re pretty happy with yourself there, Jack.”
He chuckles as he picks up my foot and kisses it, “I am happy with myself, but I’m even happier with you and your fucking delicious body.”
I giggle because I’ve never been called fucking delicious before, but I like it.
He hooks my legs over his forearms and brings them up and then leans down to kiss me. His kiss is slow and erotic, his
body deep inside mine, and Hell.
I don’t know what kind of sex I’ve been having up until this point, but it wasn’t like this. Perhaps it’s just the fact that it’s been so long that I’ve forgotten what it was like. Yes, that’s probably it.
We fall into a rhythm again, with him pumping me hard and me concentrating on not coming. I want to take my time. I know I only have him for tonight.
I need to make it last as long as I can.
Perspiration dusts our skin and as the rain comes down hard outside, I come undone on the inside. The way he looks at me, the way he kisses me, the way he fucks.
Jack Stevens is one hell of a lover.
His jaw hangs slack and by the speed at which his pumps are approaching, I can tell he’s close.
I reach for him and take his face in my two hands and I pull him down to me and kiss him. We fall slow and tender and with our lips locked. I feel him jerk deep inside of me, he screws his face up against mine and I let myself go. I cry out and shudder hard as I lose control. He smiles against my lips, happy that I’m right here with him.
We keep kissing as he moves to completely empty himself……and oh.
This man.
He eventually pulls out and with his big arm around me, I snuggle up on his chest. I feel his lips gently kiss my temple as he holds me tight and as the rain comes down, I fall back into a sleepy state.
“Holly.”
My eyes flutter as they try to open.
“Holly,” he whispers.
I frown and stretch thinking don’t wake me up I’m having the most wonderful dream.
Me on Jack… Jack on me.
Hmm….so hot.
I feel my body tingle with arousal, and I arch my back as I try to wake.
“I’m sorry,” he says softly to someone as he walks out into the living room. “She can’t come to the phone right now, she’s still sleeping.”
Huh?
“I’ll get her to call you as soon as she wakes up.”
My eyes snap open. What? I sit up in a rush. “Jack,” I call. The sheet drops down revealing my bare breasts and I look down and frown.
I’m naked.
Wait…. did that actually happen?
Jack reappears, also naked, and he gives me a slow, sexy smile. He bends and his lips take mine and his hand cups my bare breast, his thumb dusts back and forth over my erect nipple. “Good morning, beautiful,” his husky deep voice murmurs.
My eyebrows raise by themselves. Oh … it happened alright. I smile against his lips. “Hi.”
He crawls in under the covers and takes me in his arms, “I was letting you sleep in.”
“Hmm.” I smile against his chest, this is nice. “Who was on the phone?”
“Your friend.”
I frown.
“Clancy.”
“Oh.” I sit up, “Shit, what did she want?”
“She wants you to call her back.”
“Okay, can I use your phone?”
He passes it over and then lies back down beside me as I dial the number. “Hello,” Clancy answers in a panic.
“Hi.”
Jack runs his hand down my body and over my hipbone. Goosebumps follow his touch.
“Oh my God, who the hell are you staying with?” she splutters. “And why the hell was he in your bedroom?”
I open my mouth to say something and then I close it as Jack slides beneath the covers.
“Umm…” He licks my lower stomach and my sex clenches in appreciation. “A very nice man.” I reply in a high-pitched voice. I put my hand on Jacks forehead and try to push him away. I can’t concentrate on having a coherent conversation while he’s doing that.
“I need more information,” she urges. “Holly, have you hit your head or something? It’s late December and you have a ton to do, should I be worried?”
“No not at all, Information later,” I snap. I feel Jack smile against my skin. He must be able to hear our conversation. “What’s up?” I go to push him away again and he takes my fingers into his mouth and begins to suck on them. His tongue flickers back and forth between my fingers.
Oh…that tongue.
“You won’t believe it,” she says. “Oscar Maddison has appendicitis.”I frown, that’s who I’m meeting today. “What?”
“He went in for emergency surgery last night and won’t be back at work until next week on Tuesday. They want to reschedule you for then.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. Shit.
“I’ll organise you a flight home,” she continues.
Jack kisses his way up my body and takes my nipple into his mouth, he pushes his knee between my legs to open them.
I smile….
“Holly?” Clancy snaps.
“Oh, I’m sorry, what?”
“I said, I’ll organise a charter flight to come and get you.”
I glance down at Jack and he smiles around my nipple. The look he gives me is naughtiness personified. “Actually….”, I pause, “do I have any major meetings this week?”
“Let me look,” she says. I can hear her typing on her computer. “You have Edward on Friday.”
“I can phone conference him.”
“Why?”
“I think I’m going to stay here and work remotely from a hotel for the week.”
“What?” She pauses. “Why? You hate staying away.”
Jack smiles and bites me hard and I jump and try to push his forehead away. “Stop it,” I mouth.
He begins to motorboat my breasts and unable to help it, I laugh out loud.
“What are you doing?” Clancy snaps.
“I’m sorry,” I frown. “Terribly distracted.”
“No shit.”
“I’m… I’m going to stay in Alaska for the week, there’s no point in coming all the way home only to come back again. I have a lot to prepare for the meeting anyway.”
Jack climbs up over me and slides his hard body deep into mine, my mouth falls open as I stare at him.
“Holly…”
“I can’t talk now, Clance,” I snap. “I’m fine I promise, I’ll call you later.”
“Shall I book you a hotel?””No, I’ve got it.”
“Holly…what the hell…”
I hang up on her midsentence and wrap my arms around Jack’s neck. “That was very rude, to interrupt my conversation like that,” I say.
He gives me a slow sexy smile, “Shut up and fuck me.”
“You ready to go?” Jack asks.
“Aha.”
He picks me up and carries me out the front door and down to his truck. It’s 3 pm and we are going back to my car to pick up my computer and suitcase. I’ve been playing hooky from work and in bed doing bad things all day, but in my defense, we’ve been waiting for a break in the weather. Jack places me in the truck and with a quick kiss, does up my seatbelt. I watch as he walks around to his side. He’s wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans that fit in the all the right places. He has a three-day growth of dark whiskers and I don’t know if I’ve ever seen someone so damn sexy in my entire life, or maybe that’s because he’s fucked every last brain cell out of my head and I’m not thinking straight at all…. it’s completely possible. That man has had me every which way and then some. He’s making up for lost time, times ten.
I have a dull ache between my legs, I feel swollen and sore.
He gave it to me hard.
He starts the engine and we start down the sweeping driveway. It’s so green and there are mountains and trees as far as the eye can see. “This is such a beautiful place.”
Jack smiles as he looks around as if trying to see it through my eyes. “It is.”
“So…you said you bought this property?” I ask.
“Aha, this is all mine.”
I look around, “What’s all yours?”
“All this land, everything you can see.”
I frown. “How much land is that?”
“Close to five hundred acres.”
; “Wow.” My eyes widen in surprise. “Impressive.”
He smiles as he drives over the rough terrain. “The road is rough due to all the rain,” he says.
I nod as I think. “Do you think you would be able to drop me off at a hotel?”
His eyes flick to me. “What for?”
“Well,” I pause. “I’m here until next Wednesday, that’s nearly a week.”
“You’re staying with me,” he snaps.
“But…”
“Holly,” he cuts me off as he reaches over and picks up my hand and kisses my fingertips. “You are staying with me. End of story.”
I glance down at myself. “Well, we have to go shopping then.”
“What for?”
“Clothes,” I shrug. “Jack…. I’m wearing your sweatpants, your t-shirt and your huge flip flops.”
His eyes flick over to me. “And?”
“Well, there is nothing in my suitcase I can wear really. I only packed work clothes for two days.” I gesture to myself. “And I look like an old bag in yours.”
“Not to me.” He turns the corner. “Sexy as fuck in my eyes.”
I smirk and stare out the front windshield. I’ve never been called as sexy as fuck before. It has a certain ring to it, though.
We pick up my things from the car and I call the car rental company to come and collect the car and then we drive into town. There are about five shops and what looks like a few restaurants and a bar, Christmas decorations adorn the windows.
Jack parks the car and I peer out the window. It feels like I am in another world here. It’s so different to my beloved New York. Where are all the people?
“Okay.” Jack gets out of the truck and comes around to my side and opens the door.
“What are we doing?” I ask.
“You wanted to go shopping.””Here?”
He rolls his eyes. “Yes. Here.”
I look up and down the street. “There are no clothes shops here.”
“Yes, there are, you’re blind woman.” He goes to lift me out of the car.
“I’ve got it,” I whisper. “My ankle is fine.” I limp over to the gutter.
He gives me a smile and takes my hand. “Come on, hop a long.”
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