Page 30 of Jack Rabbit (Dark Trails #1)

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ADAIR

J ack’s lips are still on mine when I feel him pick me up. I squeal in surprise but the sound is muffled by his tongue as he carries me up upstairs and tosses me into the middle of the big bed.

He snickers when he catches me eagerly eyeing the tall corner posts. “Not tonight, Bunny. Give me a little while to get a good system of restraints set up.”

I roll to one side and shut my eyes with an impatient whine. Jack turns the sound into a gasp when he gives me a sharp smack on the ass. “Strip.”

By the time I shed my clothes, Jack has his pants undone and is pulling them down. I raise my eyebrows with a smirk. “So the no-underwear thing is a thing , huh?”

He abruptly climbs on the bed, framing me on his knees as he twines a hand in my hair and pulls me towards him. “Don’t get mouthy on me, brat, and don’t get the wrong idea. You’re not going to be calling the shots around here anytime soon. Do something useful with those lips instead, then I’m going to fill this slutty ass of yours.”

He fucks my mouth until my eyes water and drool is running down from the sides of my mouth. “You like that, huh?” he murmurs. His eyes rake over my hard dick as he forces himself all the way down my throat, purposely cutting off my air. I struggle to relieve the burning vacuum in my lungs until black spots start filling my field of vision. Jack pulls his cock out of my mouth so I can drag in a long, gasping breath.

“God, I can’t wait until I can fill you up for real,” he growls, watching me pant.

“Do it,” I whisper.

“What?”

“I want it. I want you in me bare — wanna feel you pump your load inside of me.”

“Are you sure?” His eyes go to mine, his expression serious.

“Please, please. I want you in me. I want you to fill me.”

“Fuck,” he mutters. He untangles his hand from my hair and pulls a bottle of lube from his night table drawer. Once his cock is back in my mouth with my nose pressed hard against his thick black bush, he reaches down with the hand that’s not twined in my hair. I feel his thick fingers, slippery with lube, playing with my hole.

He stretches me open until I’m rocking my hips and riding the fingers he’s pumping in and out of me. I’m whimpering for more by the time he withdraws from me. With a grunt, he flips me onto my belly and slaps my ass. “On your knees, legs spread,” he says. “I want you to start out like this so I can fuck you into the mattress properly.”

I moan as I stick my ass up for him like an invitation when a thought flickers through my head. “Can I stroke myself? Please? I want to come with you inside me.”

Jack stops for a second with a hmm sound. He rubs his cock between my ass cheeks for a few seconds as if he’s thinking about it.

“No,” he says, pulling my hips back, sliding his head right over my entrance. I make a noise of anticipation and he swats my ass again. “I see I’ve got to start teaching you patience, Bunny.”

I feel the brush of Jack’s hairy arm circle around my waist and his hand wrapping around my cock. “I’m going to make you come,” he murmurs in my ear.

“I liked that surprise hands-free load you blew the other night.” His beard tickles the side of my face as the head of his cock slips inside of me. “I want to train you to come like that at my command. Tonight, though, you’re going to come in my hand, because I want to watch you lick it all up while this greedy ass is full with my load.”

I suck in a hiss of breath and try to thrust into his hand, which earns me another smack. “Ah-ah. Such a greedy little whore,” he admonishes me, but with amusement in his voice.

I whine as Jack withdraws his hand and slowly sinks all the way inside me. “Oh, shit,” he groans. “You’re so good —so fucking tight, Bunny. It’s going to feel amazing filling up this hot little hole.” He gives my ass another slap, this one light enough to feel playful.

I moan with pleasure as my body opens up for him, the initial burn blurring into an incredible sensation of surrender. “Please, oh my God, I need that — need you to fill me with your load. Mark my insides, claim me,” I beg.

“ Fuck —” Jack mutters as he starts pounding me faster. He pushes his weight into me, forcing my hips down so he can take what he wants. I’m reduced to a squirming, pleading mess as he fucks me into the mattress like he promised.

“Jesus fuck —” he exclaims just before letting out a roar and slamming into me one final time with a stream of curses. “Shit, yeah — God , this ass is so damn tight —take this huge load, you fucking filthy slut.”

I whimper at the sensation of Jack’s cock pulsing inside of me. He quickly hikes my hips back up and reaches around to grab my cock, still buried inside of me. “You’re going to come when I tell you to. Don’t you fucking dare let go until I say you can,” he warns.

I’m so close, shaking with the effort of trying to hold back until Jack gives me permission. I’m teetering right on the edge when his other hand slams tight against my throat, cutting off my breath. “Come,” he growls. I explode, writhing beneath him as lightheaded pleasure surges through me.

My head is still swimming even after I suck in that first breath of air once Jack releases my throat. An incoherent stream of sound spills from my lips as Jack flips me onto my back. He straddles me on his knees, dark hair disheveled, burly torso filling my field of vision, eyes incendiary. He holds out his hand, covered with my release. “Lick it up.”

His eyes devour me as I lap my slick, salty jizz from his palm. “Fuck,” he mutters.

As he takes his hand back, I wiggle an arm down between my legs. I quickly pump three fingers inside myself, coating them with his load.

Jack groans as he watches me suck each one clean. “You dirty whore.” His tone is appreciative, as if he’s praising me.

T here’s still a hell of a lot I don’t know about Jack, and vice-versa, but I can’t deny the fizzy bubble of hope rising in my chest.

We clean ourselves up andhead back downstairs without bothering to get dressed again. I follow Jack into the kitchen and catch his arm. “Hey.” I’m a little tentative about touching him like this. It still feels new and strange.

But even though my heart is racing, there’s an ease to his expression that gives me confidence. “I don’t know yet if we can have something more than just than sex and the woods —and sex in the woods —between us, but I’d like to find out,” I say. “I want to get to know you, and give you the chance to get to know me.”

The warmth that emerges in his dark eyes and spreads across his face catches me by surprise. My mouth takes the thought I’m not really planning to say out loud and runs with it. “You have a really nice smile. At the very least, I’ll always be glad you let me see it.”

He sort of grimaces. I worry I might have said something wrong until he pulls me against him. My cheek rests against his bare chest, and I feel him kiss the top of my head. “No promises, Bunny, but I’ll give this thing an honest shot.”

The sausages and peppers are cold by the time we finally get around to eating them. It still might be the best meal I’ve ever had.

THE END

(Keep reading for a sneak peek from Book Two, when Adair & Jack get their HEA.)