Free JACOB by Linda Cooper Page B

neck, sending a shiver down my spine, and I moaned as his hands traced up my uppermost thigh.
    I gasped, feeling his finger touch my pussy through my panties. He brushed them aside, and his warm fingers slipped through my folds.
    I moaned; my nails digging into the bedding as his lips traced over my back and his finger pushed into me.
    He rolled off me and I turned to stare at him. I was about to say something, but he cut me off.
    “Take your dress off.”
    I nodded as I pushed myself to my feet and let the dress fall to my ankles, glad Jade had picked out stockings for me and glad I’d picked a good bra and panties. I stood there as he drank in the sight of my semi-naked body. Lust burned in his eyes. My pulse raced as he ran his fingers through his hair, a smirk spreading across his face. “Do you have protection?”
    “Yes,” I stammered. I padded over to my sex drawer and pulled it open. With everything that was in there, it took me a while to find a normal condom. I didn’t want a textured one in case Jacob was oddly sensitive about … things.
    I gasped as I felt his fingers digging into my ass. “That’s quite the collection you have there.” I could hear the grin in his voice.
    My cheeks burned. Great. Now he thinks I’m some sort of sex freak.
    “Maybe we can take a look at it sometime and play together.” His breath was hot against my ear, and I bit my lip, trying to control how turned on I was, or at least not make it too obvious.
    Grabbing a condom, I closed the drawer quickly and turned to face him. He’d taken his shirt off, and I was able to fully stare at his tattoos. A tribal tattoo ran down his entire left arm, the tattoo along his waist was still half hidden by his pants.
    I grinned pushing him towards the bed, my hands on his belt. My lips touched his as I undid his belt, and his pants fell to the ground.
    My eyes almost popped out of my skull as his cock sprung forward. Long and hard. I dropped onto the bed as the mental image of him pushing into me flicked through my mind. I grinned, spreading my legs for him and holding the condom out for him to take. He took it from me and quickly ripped into it.
    “I’ve gotta say, that’s a damn good birthday present.” My eyes locked on it as he slipped the condom over his cock and I settled down into bed, spreading my legs wide for him.
    His lips touched my innermost thigh before quickly working their way up to my neck. I felt his head against my folds, and he nipped my neck lightly as he pushed into me.
    I moaned as pleasure and pain overwhelmed me. My nails dug into his muscular arms as he pulled away gently and pushed back in. “I’m going to make it better than you will believe.”
    His words sent a chill down my spine, but the good kind of chill. His lips kissed me, passionately.
    My hands ran over his muscles as he pushed in and out of me, slowly getting faster and faster. He reached out and grabbed my hand in his, and I bit my lip as my moans grew louder. His large frame hovered over me; the hand that was holding mine supported him so he wouldn’t crush me as he pushed in and out of me faster and harder. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
    He sat up, his hands grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him. His eyes locked on mine as he grabbed my left leg and rested it against his chest. He pushed into me harder, and I gasped as my eyes rolled back for a fraction of a second. His lips touched my ankle as his fingers softly traced their way down my body. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Faster and faster, he pushed into me, his free hand still holding onto my hips, his fingers digging into me softly.
    My own fingers dug into the bedding as my moans grew louder. I forced my left hand to let go and it slipped between us, reaching for the base of his cock. A soft murmur of pleasure escaped him as he slammed into me. I pulled my hand away from his cock and my fingers slipped to my clit, and then a mix of whimper and scream escaped me as I played with