****ANNIE'S POV****
I was tossed on the bed like a ragdoll. Gasped both from the shock and the excitement running through me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, feigning fear by crawling away from the beast of a man. Jack's face twisted in anger that made him appear so damn...sexy.
He grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled with all his might.
The buttons flew in every direction, making way for the steel abs coming into vision.
My shameless eyes fell on his naked upper half, devouring every inch of it like a hungry hyena, dignity be damned.
"I'll finish what you started that night!" He roared unfastening the black belt around his waist before pushing down everything.
I saw it slide from its confinement to stand tall and proud. Veins were running down its shaft like tiny ropes that held it together. Under the mighty sword was a pair of full bombs, like a combination of ancient and modern weapons.
Who or what was the enemy of these great weapons? Oh, my poor defenseless wormhole.
I grabbed the duvet and rolled on it, a stupid attempt to shield myself from the attack approaching.
But Jack's strong hands grasped the end of the covers and hauled towards himself, dragging me along with them.
"No!" I yelped when the beast gripped my left leg to pull me out of the covers.
"You can't hide."
Jack pulled hard till half my ass was hanging at the edge of the bed. The dress had long ridden up, leaving my lower half shieldless and vulnerable.
The feel of air caressing my inner thighs and my wet entrance made me bite down a moan and shut my eyes. I hid my face under the duvet, secretly praying that Jack would use me as he pleased.
His hands pushed open my legs, creating a passage for his thighs to sink into mine.
"Jack!" I cried muffled and wriggled a little to appear as though I was fighting his actions.
"Shut up!" He ordered lifting my legs to his waist as he got rid of the small gap between our loins.
His hands were rough on my legs but I didn't mind
At this point, my heart and my center were beating for the same thing... Jack's sharp sword.
God yes. Please do it.
I cried in my head, gripping the duvet hard and biting it to muffle any moans.
"You dared tease me."
"I...it was a..." Words died out when something hard and soft stabbed my entrance.
I bit the duvet harder. No, I was not allowed to let him know just how hot that contact had had me feeling.
"What was it?" Jack groaned furious.
"Answer me!"
"I was only-"
Slip!
I inhaled the deepest gasp in my life, sucking in all the air hanging in the room.
His cock had just forced its way right through my opening and plunged deeper than it should have.
My back arched.
My thighs shook.
My heart fled.
"Oooooh!" Jack roared a moan that filled my chest. The hands on my waist dug into my flesh, gripping me firmer as his movements ceased upon penetration.
It felt so big inside me.
My vagina was full of the hot shaft that had plunged its way inside, squeezing between its walls till the pressure spread to the rest of my body in a sensual wave.
After five long years, I was once more experiencing the pleasure-pain from the tough rod sleeping inside me.
My vagina tensed up, clamping around Jack's cock.
Jack let out a shudder, followed by a moan. "Oh gawd!"
"Ja-Ja-"
"Shh! If you must open that pretty mouth, I only want to hear my name and nothing else. Am I clear?" Jack demanded running his hand on my groin, caressing my waxed surface softly before his thumb crept its way on the most sensitive part of my existence...my clit.
He touched it teasingly.
Teases that had my waist twisting as my vagina tensed even more. Whenever the tension got to my vagina walls, a tornado of pleasure kept erupting from the mere feeling of gripping Jack's cock.
How could such intense sexual ecstasy be derived from a mere action as firm contact?
"Ooohhhh, Jack!" I cried out squirming like a dying worm as he continued playing with my clit. My arousal shot up another level and my vagina turned slippery from the discharge I was excreting.
"Yes, call my name. Beg me!"
My back could no longer arch any further, a little further and I would snap in half without having to experience the full cycle of fucking Jack.
"Oohh, fuck me! Please. Fuck. Me!"
The sharp arousal was weakening me more than the grieving had, making my heart feel like it would stop beating at any moment.
"Yeeesss!" Jack groaned.
He retreated the hand on my crotch and placed it back on my waist.
"You've been such a naughty girl. It's time to punish you."
He pulled back and I screamed out both from pain and delight. Oh, it felt so damn good feeling his cock brush along the walls of my vagina.
As his head neared the exit, he thrust forward, plunging his meat back inside. I moaned out incoherently, praising and cursing his name simultaneously.
"Oh yes, Jack. Fuck you! Fuck me!"
The beast pulled out again, then slammed back in in a powerful motion as if he intended on ripping me apart with his hard glorious cock. But I didn't mind. My pussy was screaming loudly for his huge rod. It wanted more and wanted it fast.
My hands grabbed the duvet blinding me from seeing Jack's face and held it firmly till my nails dug into my palms.
The beast thrust again.
And again.
And again.
Then stopped.
"No, please. Please don't stop."
All I could hear were his rugged breaths, and then the duvet was pulled off of my face, letting my eyes collide with Jack's dark gaze.
He brought a hand to my throat as he leaned down. This caused his cock to edge out a little, relieving my womb of some pressure.
"Why should I listen to you, hm?" He breathed on my face, his blue eyes glaring at mine with lust corroding them. Gawd!
He looked so damn hot. Why would I want to lose such a man for anybody else?
"I might die if you don't fuck me. Please, please," I murmured shedding tears.
My words were honest. The arousal swirling inside me was like a tornado of swords that needed an outlet or they would cut through my organs mercilessly. I was so horny that I would have done anything he asked of me, even signing away Black Blood.
The hand in my throat moved down to my chest. It pulled the dress down to leave my tit bare for his gaze and touch.
Jack held my gaze as he lowered his lips to my nipple before shutting them to concentrate on the attack.
His wet tongue teased it.
His lips sucked.
And the remaining cock inside me fucked.
This was a pleasure beyond humanity.
Pleasure I had never felt before, not even when we fucked before.
The sucking and the fucking was too mind-blowing. Too addictive. Too, arousing.
I grabbed handfuls of his hair to hold his head on my tits and lifted my ass to allow a deeper penetration. I was greedy, I wanted both and wasn't ready to lose any.
"Oh yes! Fuck...ye..."
I moaned as Jack bit, licked, and sucked my tits, switching from one to the other.
This had to be heaven.
Our, heaven.
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Romance(((Book 2 of His Series))) Five years since Annie embarked on a self discovery and vengeance journey. She has grown, a lot, and is ready to take on the world. And the world is hers to take, as long she does not lose herself in the process. B...
