over the edge. “Oh God, Jas,” I scream into the room.
I collapse against the post as I come down from bliss, but Jas doesn’t give me any rest. He continues to lap at my folds collecting my juices, starting my journey back to ecstasy once again. Just when I think I am going to splinter into a million pieces, Jas is behind me plunging his thick cock into my tight sheath.
“Fuck Marie,” Jas grunts and stills. “You are always so fucking tight. I can’t get shit done at the gym because I am always thinking about rushing home to get inside this tight pussy. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
“I love you,” I cry out. “I love you so much. You feel so good.”
That is what I mean to say but I am not so sure it comes out that way. I am sobbing and keening out my pleasure as Jas starts to pound into me. I asked for fast and hard and that is what he is giving me. His strokes are fierce and demanding.
Jas places a hand on the small of my back pressing down as he shifts us both and bends his knees. At this angle, he has a straight shot at my g-spot. It is so not fair what he is doing to my pussy. I throw my head back crying out because it feels so good.
“Oh shit, Jas,” I say through dry lips. I have to lick them and try to remember to breathe.
Jas places his lips to my ear. “You like that my little Dove, you want more,” he grunts in my ear. “Tell your Boss what you want, Baby.”
“I want you, I need, oh please,” my head is scrambled and I don’t know how to express what I want.
I should know that I don’t have to. Jas knows me and he knows my body. He grips my messy bun in one hand tugging my head back, thrusting his tongue into my mouth to match his hard thrusts. Then, right when I need him to, he snakes his hand between my legs and starts to flick my clit.
“Yes,” I cry out as my whole body starts to shake and quiver with my climax.
“Fuck yes,” Jas hisses into my mouth. “That’s it, Angel come all over my cock. Hold on for me. I’m not ready. Can you hold on a little longer?”
I can hear the smug chuckle in his voice. He knows I am completely shattered, but that isn’t going to stop him. He also knows I will not deny him a thing. Even if this post wasn’t holding me up so that I don’t collapse into a heap of goo, I would give him my all until I have no more.
He doesn’t wait for my answer as his hands cup my breasts. He starts to knead them, pinching and plucking my right nipple between his fingers. My body is still convulsing against him as he plows his way to his own release whispering dirty, sweet, commanding words into my ear. He knows what he is doing to me.
Just the sound of his voice rumbling through me is enough to send me spiraling over the edge again. It is not unusual for Jas to make me come so hard I pass out. As he plants his feet further apart, gripping my waist with one hand, pulling me to him to match his upward thrusts that are becoming jerky and sharp, that is exactly what I do.
My orgasm hits and I black out on a silent open-mouthed scream. The last thing I remember is my husband flooding my womb with his hot seed as he roars out and supports my body from crashing to the floor. My last thought is; I’ll just have to tell him about the baby when I wake up.
chapter Four
Crashing Cars
Shannon
New York
Here I sit with my head against the window as Rita’s driver Petey drives towards Uri and Valentina’s house. I need to make some decisions. I can’t keep living like this. I should find a place of my own. Sure Uri bought a house big enough for him, Valentina, and a small country.
I just don’t want to be a burden. Valentina and Uri seem to love having everyone living with them, but if I want to start fresh, I need to start fresh on my own. I have never been on my own. I just have to decide where I plan to live.
Chicago seems so lonely now that Papa and Uncle Valentine have been in Italy since everyone found out about that