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Ella

I ’m lying in Jack’s big bed, my hands tucked under my cheek, watching him remove his clothes before joining me. His muscles flex and release as he pulls off each item of clothing. He bends over with his ass in my direction to remove his socks, and even covered in his black boxer briefs, I can make out the toned muscles underneath.

“Stop gawking at my ass.” His deep, authoritative voice makes me squirm.

“No can do,” I tease, wiggling my eyebrows.

Shaking his head with a laugh, he leaves me to my thoughts, heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready for bed.

I sigh and roll to my other side. After we opened the pictures, Jack called Carlos, who came over and collected them for evidence. Carlos asked a few questions but didn’t stay long. Jack insisted I start staying at his house until this is resolved.

From some of the comments Jack made tonight, it makes me think he feels guilty for leaving me alone with just the security bar. I don’t blame him at all. He’s already done more for me in the past few weeks than most people have in many years, maybe ever. Besides Clara.

The bathroom door opens, and soft footsteps approach the bed. Jack comes into sight as he pulls the covers down and climbs in. I don’t waste any time when he holds out his arm. I scoot over so my head is on his shoulder and my body is pressed against his side. He tenses a second later.

“Are you…” Jack’s hand starts rubbing up and down my body, “naked under here?”

“Yep,” I reply, popping the p .

Before I can even take my next breath, I’m flat on my back with Jack lying on top of me. My legs automatically wrap around his waist, a giddy smile pulling at my lips. I run my fingertips slowly up his back, starting at the band of his boxer briefs. He shivers and hardens against me, and I relish the feeling. I gleam with pride that I can turn him on as much as he turns me on.

“That makes this a lot easier.” He moves his head to nibble on a sensitive spot on the side of my neck. I wiggle beneath him, trying to get any pressure I can.

As I whimper breathily, he slowly kisses down my neck to my chest. My skin flushes as he moves lower. A deep moan vibrates through my chest as his teeth catch my nipples. He sucks hard, and I buck my hips up at the sensation. His fingers toying with the other until he switches, giving both equal attention. His beard adds an extra level of arousal as it tickles my sensitive skin.

More kisses are placed on my stomach as he slides lower. His rough pants hit my wetness, forcing another whimper from me.

“I’ll never get over how good you smell.” He inhales. Goosebumps explode on my skin. “And the taste.” His tongue runs up my slit, my back bowing off the bed. “Delicious.” I’m nearly writhing as his fingers slide inside of me, and his mouth latches onto my clit. He mimics the torture he just did to my breasts on my pussy. He toys with me perfectly, the pace driving me higher and higher. I’m panting with anticipation of my orgasm as he starts moving faster.

“Jack,” I breathe out, right on the cusp.

“Yes, baby. Come on my tongue.”

When sucks my clit hard, I explode. My body pulls his fingers deeper as I cry out his name.

Once my muscles start to calm, he pulls back and sits back on his knees, my legs falling to the bed next to his hips. His eyes flit over my body, his hands following my curves with a light touch, a slight smile on his full lips.

“Flip over, Gisella.”

Shuffling my body to maneuver around him, I turn onto my stomach.

“Ass up. Keep your chest on the bed.”

Goosebumps prickle down my arms as I do as he commands. Anticipation for whatever he’s going to do to my body almost makes me move from my position when he doesn’t immediately touch me again.

“Beautiful.” His breathy admiration against my overheated skin spikes my arousal. My breathing shallows, back arching.

I jump when his fingers trail down my slit. He pauses his movements to rub my clit in slow circles, and a moan spills from my lips. Before I recover, I jolt forward when his tongue licks from front to back. When his tongue pulls my wetness up toward my backside, I whimper, “Jack…”

“Yes, baby?”

“What…are you doing?”

The rush of air hits me as he laughs against my ass. “All this talk about asses made me think about yours.”

I mewl and shift my hips closer to him. “It was supposed to be your ass,” I whine.

Another lick. “Not tonight.”

Two fingers slide into my pussy as another presses on my rear entrance that his tongue just lubricated. The intrusion of his finger following his tongue makes me suck in a sharp breath. “Jack, oh my god.”

“I know, baby.”

“Jack, please.”

“What do you need, Gisella?” His finger pumps in and out of my ass as the fingers of his other hand slips across my clit.

“I need you inside me.” I’m practically begging as I push back against him.

“Are you on birth control?”

I nod the best I can with my head pressed to the mattress.

“I get tested regularly, and I don’t have anything. I’m assuming the same is true for you?”

I whisper a breathy yes.

“I’m going to fuck you bare. I need to feel you with nothing between us. I want to feel everything.”

“Yes, I want that too,” I affirm, shifting restlessly against him.

His touch pulls away, and he shifts to kneel behind me. As he lines himself up with my pussy, I arch my back, and he sinks into me with one thrust. My body lurches forward as I moan long and deep, his matching groan echoing through the room. “Goddamn, I’ll never get tired of feeling you around me, Gisella.”

He sets a steady pace with the rocking of our hips. The sensation of his hand stroking up my back causes me to shudder. His fingers spread wide as his hand tangles in my hair and covers the back of my head. The bite from the pull on the roots of my hair has me clenching around him and pleading with him to go harder. My head is gently but forcefully tugged back in response. The pain and pleasure combination is overwhelming my senses. I’m moaning uncontrollably, but I can’t stop.

I’m so close again. I reach my hand between my legs. When Jack’s hand that’s buried in my hair trails down my back and lands heavily on my ass with a loud smack, I yelp in pleasure, my muscles contracting. I’m panting from being on the edge.

His hand caresses my reddened cheek as his thumb presses against my ass. The combined pressure of his cock and his thumb has me panting. He delivers another solid spank, and the heat from the contact heightens every sensation as my skin prickles.

It doesn’t take long before my release is devastating my entire body. I meet Jack’s harsh thrusts as he growls through his orgasm right along with me. My knees drift out from under me as he follows me to the bed. He doesn’t bother trying to keep his weight off my back this time as he relaxes into my body.

“Jesus, Jack.” My breathless voice is filled with sleepy satisfaction.

He presses a kiss to the back of my head. “Let’s go shower, love.”

My breath hitches at the endearment. My brain knows that him calling me that isn’t a declaration of love, but my heart soars anyway.

Still floating on a high from my orgasm and his word choice, I follow him out of the bed. The second the water is warm enough to be tolerable, he pulls me into the shower. After gently tipping my head to wet my hair, he turns me to face the wall. The click of a bottle fills the silence between us. I moan softly as he massages my scalp, placing both hands on the tiles in front of me to help keep me steady. I get lost in the moment, at his tender touch, until he turns me back slightly to face him so he can rinse my hair. When I open my eyes and look up at him, the expression on his face makes my breath catch all over again.

Maybe my heart wasn’t so wrong after all.