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beneath.
    Huge
and hard and mine. For now.
    Molly
licked her lips and Jack groaned, “Whenever you do that I just want to bend you
over the nearest piece of furniture.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah,
it’s fucking inconvenient because we’re always surrounded by your entire
family.”
    “Do
you want to bend me over something right now?” Molly asked, squirming as he
kicked his shorts away and untied the little bows at her hips, leaving her
naked and spread.
    “Not
this first time,” Jack said, coming down over her, but keeping his weight on
his hands, “Are you protected?”
    “Always,”
she nodded, trying to tug him down, but he resisted.
    “Uh-uh,”
he murmured, ducking to nip her chin, “The first time I fuck you, I want you to
watch while I slide my cock into that hot pussy.”
    He
suited action to words, rubbing the fat crown through her folds a few times
with a delightfully dirty friction that made her whimper, before finding her
opening.
    “Watch
it go in, Molly, an inch at a time.”
    Helplessly,
she watched, clutching his shoulders, the sensation magnified by the naughty
visual. Jack’s jaw was tight and his muscles rippled as he flexed his hips
until the last inch of cock was buried inside her and she felt overfull and
perfectly stretched.
    “Shit,
you’re tight,” he muttered.
    Molly
tentatively squeezed her inner muscles around the throbbing intruder and he
groaned, set his knees, and started moving.
    “Keep
watching,” Jack ordered, and Molly did her best to comply, though her vision
started to blur as pleasure lashed her body with every stroke of the glistening
shaft shuttling between her thighs, smooth and strong and wonderful.
    Needing
more, Molly tugged his mouth down to kiss, and a moment later moaned in
pleasure as Jack let his weight come down on her, the hot strength of him
better than any fantasy, his tongue mimicking the thrust of his cock until she
thought she’d go mad. Jack fucked her like he did everything – with precision
and serious attention to detail, pushing her into orgasm again, so hard and
fast that all she could do was let it take her.
    “More,”
he insisted against her throat, and started building her up again.
    When
she finally thought she couldn’t come anymore, he buried himself as deep as he
could go, grinding his pelvis against her as he came in a hot rush, his mouth
in her hair. Molly quivered as Jack went slack, pressing her into the mattress.
Beyond sated, she stroked his sweat-slicked back, gliding her hands down to
squeeze his ass.
    Perfect.
    When
his breathing slowed, Jack lifted his head to capture her mouth with his, possessive
and sure, and then carefully withdrew, rolling to his side before tucking her
into his arms, his hand cradling her breast as her ass nestled against his
groin.
    “Unbelievable,”
he murmured, and kissed her shoulder.
    Molly
smiled.
     
    JACK
DIDN’T START TO panic until the first rays of dawn crept into Molly’s bedroom. Carefully,
he untangled himself from her sleepy embrace, squashing a pillow into her arms
to cuddle, and then sat there for a long moment, watching the early sunlight
paint her bare skin in rose and gold. Her hair was mussed, her lips and nipples
red and swollen, and there was a hickey starting to form on her collarbone.
    She
looked well-loved.
    Well-fucked, Jack corrected himself.
    This
was just sex, chemistry they couldn’t ignore. Jack could pretend they were
perfect strangers who hooked up on a tropical island for a few rounds of casual
sex. He remembered her gasp when he’d flipped her to her stomach in the middle
of the night, raised her to her knees, and slid into her welcoming pussy from
behind, fingers clutching the lush cheeks of her ass. By the time he’d come,
he’d been nearly out of his mind, it was so good.
    Casual.
    Even
he didn’t believe it, but anything more was impossible and filled his soul with
utter fear, so Jack quietly let himself out and made his way back to his
bungalow for a