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Story: Perfect Deke

My hips shoot off the bed, but he brings an arm across them and holds me in place while he drives his tongue deep inside my pussy.

“Jack, Jack, I’m going to c-come again.”

“I know,” he replies. “Let go, Kendra. Give me all of it.”

I’ve never been loud in bed—maybe because I’ve never had a reason to scream. But as Jack lifts one of my legs onto his shoulder and drags my lower half up with him, the way he eats me has me crying out his name on repeat.

That’s where I stay, suspended and pressed against his mouth, working me into a frenzy. I’m locked in a permanent state of bliss, unsure where my last orgasm finished, and a new one begins.

As his tongue slows over my clit, Jack’s brown hair falls across his eyes, and he watches me unravel once more. The onlysound in his otherwise silent bedroom is from the way he devours me.

I’ve never come so hard or fast before. I didn’t even think it was possible.

He pulls away the pillow and lowers my hips back onto the bed, reaching up to untie me. “I was going to keep you like this for longer, but I want to feel the way your nails dig into my skin when I push inside you.”

“Let me ride you,” I say, sitting up and finding his lips again. “I want to feel how big you are.”

My hand falls to his dick as we both rise onto our knees in front of each other.

Jack wraps his hand around mine. “You want to play with me?”

I pump him once and watch as a bead of pre-cum leaks down his shaft, trailing over my hand. “You untied me and released the beast. I want to hear you scream my name too.”

He runs his tongue across his bottom lip, and I swipe my palm over the head, using more pre-cum to lubricate my grip.

“Jesus,” he growls as he drops his head down, “I’m this close to shooting.”

When I bend down to take him in my mouth, he wraps my hair around his fist, pulling me back up to face him. His eyes are hooded and dark—a far cry from the playful Jack I’m used to.

“You going to ride my dick or what?”

I inch closer, our lips a whisker from touching. “Anyone ever tell you that for a boy with a posh accent, you have a really filthy mouth?”

He reaches down and swipes a finger through my soaking pussy, offering it out for me to taste. “Maybe you should find out what all the fuss is about. Taste all the reasons why you drive me wild.”

His jaw hangs open as I suck myself clean from his finger, releasing it with a pop.

“I need inside you—right now,” he grits out, falling back onto his bed and gripping his cock tightly.

I’m ready to sink onto him when Jack’s hands find my hips, halting me.

“We haven’t spoken about protection, but I’m tested regularly, and I haven’t been with anyone in … a while.”

I reach forward and kiss him. “I got tested after Tyler, and I have an IUD.”

From the moment I saw him, I knew Jack was big. But I could never have been prepared for the way he stretches me out. Lowering further down, I pause when he’s halfway inside me, and he sits up on one elbow, circling a hand around the nape of my neck.

“You’re swallowing me so fucking well.” His eyes fall to where he’s disappearing, and he lifts up his hips, pushing in another inch.

“You’re so big.” My head lolls forward, but the hand around my neck finds my chin and tips my face back up.

“Eyes on me, Kendra. Let me see you as I claim you as mine.”

I want to tell him that he isn’t just claiming me tonight.

He’s ruining me.

When he’s all the way in, I expect him to lie back and let me do all the work. But he stays resting on his elbow, pushing his hips to drive further inside, and I rock over him for the first time.