She led him up the stone steps toward the door to her cottage, but then Jack took control and led her to the pool area, where her chaise-longue sprawled on the tiny lawn.
The tropical night filled the air with soft scents. A pearl-white moon peeked down from high above the coconut trees, and there was nothing she wanted more than to feel Jack deep inside her.
He sat down on the chaise and plopped her in his lap, taking her mouth and kissing her like he had all night. As his hand crawled up her bare thigh, she wriggled in his lap, opening her legs to give him better access to the moistness his fingers sought.
Who was moaning so lustily, she wondered, dazed by the sounds when he swirled his tongue into her yearning mouth.
Her moans turned to gasps as his fingers stroked her inner thighs, moving higher and higher until he touched her clit. He went still and drew his head back. “Were you panty-less all this time?”
She nodded and blushed, but didn’t protest when he threw her back on the cushions, spread her thighs open with his hands, and dove into her pussy. I’m in heaven, Keely thought, as Jack used his mouth, spreading wildfire throughout her legs and body. Jack seized her clitoris between his teeth and nibbled silkily on the wet petals of her sex. Pleasure throbbed between her legs, but he refused to let up on the raid of her most intimate places, breaking away from her clit to plunge his tongue inside her
sheath.
She bit her lip to keep from crying out his name as he gently pinched her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger, launching her into a whole new level of pleasure. He maneuvered his tongue deep inside
her cunt to tickle the infamous G-spot.
“J-Jack,” she whispered, her mind pulsing with the threat of meltdown into an intense orgasm.
“Hmm?” he murmured against her pussy as he drew out his tongue to lick the juices dripping from her.
He grasped her knees, pressing them up and back so he could enjoy better access.
“I want to come with you inside me,” she pleaded, pulling at his big, broad shoulders to bring him up to her.
He shook his head. The tempo of his tongue went from slow and sensual to fast and furious, flicking against her clitoris—side to side, up and down. “Mmm. I want to taste you as you come on my tongue…”
She felt her body tense and coil, about to explode, as she gyrated and thrust her hips against his mouth. His fingers dug into her knees.
“Jack,” she whispered his name, unable to stop herself from plunging as wave after wave of sexual ecstasy crashed through her, flooding her mind and body with pleasure.
When she finally calmed, Jack drew his head back and slid up next to her, pushing her hair back from her face and kissing her cheek, her neck, her mouth. “I’m so sorry I deceived you, Jack.”
His fingers undid the zipper of her dress, peeling it down from her braless breasts and tugging it off the rest of her body. He stood up and stared down at her with a half-smile playing over his mouth. He brushed her nipple with his thumb. “I understand why you did it. What I can’t figure out is how your hot body snuck under my radar for as long as it did.” Keely laughed, then sighed, her body’s pulse points jumping under her skin. She reached out a
hand, wanting him again.
Jack’s breath caught in his throat at the sight of his woman lounging on the chaise with cat-like satisfaction.
He’d just lapped and licked her to heaven, and the night was just beginning.
She reached out and tugged the zipper of his trousers down. The sensation of her hand reaching inside and caressing his cock threw him off guard.
He’d been both aroused and satisfied pleasuring her, and knew the effect her touch had on him. He was simply mad for her, but tonight was different, and every stroke of her fingertips touched the core of his being.
He held his breath as she pulled his heavy cock out of his pants. Her fingers trembled as she handled him, and she peeked up shyly at him.
“Feels like Christmas,” she breathed excitedly and licked her lips.
Jack smiled and smoothed back a curl of her hair that had fallen across her cheek. He groaned as she took his thick member inside her mouth. Her other hand squeezed and jiggled his balls as she sucked his length in deep, inch by inch.
His body hungered for her to ease the ache inside him. Her mouth felt so good, its suction and her tongue worked simultaneously as her hand held him fast, pumping his cock, slickened from her salivating mouth.
“Stop,” he groaned, but didn’t make a move to push her away. She kept on an on, and finally he pushed gently at her shoulder. “Lay back.”
She did, levering the backrest of the chaise down so she could watch him strip off his clothes. Jack fumbled at the catch of his trousers. He couldn’t wait to make love to her, and she only made things worse when she curved an arm casually behind her head and parted her thighs.
Jack stilled and arched a brow. “Is this night going to get even more interesting than it already is?”
Her smile was that of a pure naughty siren. She
slipped her fingers through her perfectly waxed sex lips, parting the wet silky folds for him to admire, stroking her clit in the same motion his tongue had.
Jack watched, fascinated, and listened as her breathing labored. She coo’d his name.
Unable to stand it, he stepped out of his pants and applied a condom as he watched her finger herself. He dragged the rest of his clothes off before joining her on the chaise.
“I have got to have you, so open up, sweetheart,” he urged. “This is going to be hard and fast.”