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harsh breath and released my hand from his death grip above my head. “Fuck, Syd, I have no self control around you. Sex is usually only a release of energy for me—when it’s over, I’m done—but every time I touch you I only want you more.” His gaze was serious.
    Yet again I should probably have been insulted at his words. I may not have had many partners, but I knew enough to know that pillow talk about your sex life with other people was a big fat no-no. But for some reason, his words warmed me. “And I just had my first orgasm without intercourse, so I guess we both might be addicted now.” I smiled and blushed at my own words.
    Jack raised both his eyebrows in surprise and smiled down at me, shaking his head in amusement.

    We stayed in bed the rest of the night, holding each other, our legs still tangled when we awoke the next morning. I raised my eyes to look at him and was surprised to find him awake and watching me. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” He gently stroked my hair as he spoke.
    “Good morning. How long have you been awake?”
    “A few hours.”
    I rose and looked at him in disbelief. “A few hours, what time did you get up?”
    “Six.”
    “Do you always get up that early?” Looking down at him, my face told him that I found it insane that anyone would get up that early when they didn’t have to.
    “Question number seven.” He smiled. “Yes. I’m up and out for a run by 5am usually. You should be grateful that I didn’t wake you and demand you go with me for a quick ten miles.”
    “I’m not sure what is more disturbing to me in that answer, the fact that you think a ten mile run is quick or that you think you could demand I go with you.”
    He grinned and looked at me like I had just offered him a challenge. “There are a lot of things that I plan to demand from you, babe. And you’re going to do them all for me.”
    “Is that so?” I did my best to sound insulted, but the truth was that I was excited at the thought of him demanding anything from me inside the bedroom.
    He flipped me onto my back and kissed me passionately. His tongue stroked the inside of my mouth and I bit his bottom lip fiercely. Within a minute, we were both panting and I tried to wrap my legs around his waist to tempt him into giving me more, but he flipped us over and suddenly I was on top.
    The way he looked at me made me feel sexy and uninhibited as I sat up, straddling him on both sides of his muscled thighs. I lifted up to allow his thick cock the space it needed to enter me and then I hovered over him, his wide head sitting at my entrance. He grabbed my waist and held me in place, looking in my eyes. “Slow,” he commanded.
    I held his eyes the entire time I slowly lowered myself down the entire length of his large shaft. I circled my hips, taking him all in, and allowed my eyes to close and my head to drop back as he filled me completely.
    “Fuck, Syd,” he said through clenched teeth. “I’m going to cum. I can’t watch you and hold back when you look like that.”
    His words excited me. I became so wet that I easily slid up and down his cock as I began to ride him. My pace quickened as I felt my own orgasm build, and he gripped my waist to take control of my movements. He needed me to go slow to maintain control, and I need to go faster to lose mine. I ground down on him as hard as I could, desperate to get the friction I needed.
    “Slow.” He growled again in an authoritative voice that was desperate to regain the control. One hand released my hip and found my clit, giving me what I needed as he pushed me over the edge. I slowed and let it take over me as it pulsed through my body. “Look at me.” Jack held my eyes locked to his and watched as the orgasm ripped through me. I would normally close my eyes, but the way he looked at me with such possessive need made me cum harder than I ever had in my life.
    “Fuck,” he roared as he thrust his hips up, his arms back at my waist controlling