Page 18 of Accidental Blind Date

“What about this?” he asks with a teasing voice, as he thrusts his finger up inside me. My entire body contracts in the threat of a monstrous orgasm like I’ve never known before.

“Jax…I’m going to…”

Jax rips his finger out and then covers my mouth with his, all the while, flicking my clit with his thumb. The release finally comes, and I cry out into his mouth, making him grin.

“Fuck yeah, baby. Let it go,”

When I finally stop shaking, I can hardly move. But Jax is still smiling. He licks off his fingers, and I go limp on the bed.

“No, no,” he says and makes a circular motion in the air with his wet finger. “Roll over.”

“Roll over?”

“On your knees, baby. I’m not done with you yet…”

With that, I do what he says and get on my knees. I hear the tearing of foil as a condom wrapper is tossed to the side. Then a moment later, he slides inside of me.

“OH FUCK…”

This man is nearly six-five. After standing in front of him flat footed I am sure of it. And his dick? Well. Let’s just say it’s proportionate.

He fills me up slowly, being careful not to be too rough. But honestly, it feels incredible being stretched around him.

“Damn, baby. You’re so tight,” he grunts, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

Slowly at first, he begins to slide into me. I grip the pillow in my hands, closing my eyes as each thrust proves more satisfying than the last. Then he picks up speed, harder and faster until his hips are crashing into mine. With each drive, I let out a cry, though not a painful one. Somehow we fit together perfectly, the curve of his dick pressing his head straight into my g-spot with each grind.

“Do you like that?” he asks.

“Just don’t stop.”

“Are you going to come for me?” he asks.

“Yes…I think so.”

“You think?” he asks.

“I can’t…just come…on demand…” I manage to say.

“Oh really?”

With that, Jax reaches up, teasing one of my nipples in his fingers while pumping in and out of me, harder, harder, harder until–

“Oh God!” I scream.

“Fuck…” he lets out.

The orgasm rips through both of us. He grips my hips in his hands hard enough to leave marks (though I couldn’t care less) and my knees shudder before giving out altogether.

After that, everything goes white. I fall back onto the bed and look up at Jax who is dripping in sweat and satisfaction. He covers my mouth in a kiss, a soft undemanding one, and throws the down blanket over me before getting up.

As the room goes black, I stare at the ceiling, a smile stuck on my lips. A tear stings the corner of my eye.

If that’s what it’s supposed to feel like, I’ve been ruined forever…

Chapter 4

Libby