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swished back and
forth. I gripped the sheets and came, arching my back off the mattress as my
body gave itself over to pleasure. Sweat coated my skin. I’d never in my life
had this much sex, this fast.
    When
the waves subsided, he pulled back, grinning, stubble covering his chin. Funny,
I hadn’t realized it was there, last night. He slid his body over mine, fusing
our mouths together so that I tasted myself on his tongue.
    “Good
morning, Cupcake.”
    I
smiled and, being the non-morning person that I am, said, “Coffee?”
    “No.”
He shook his head and grinned. “Something better.”
    Nothing
was better than coffee in my book, but I let that comment slide. “What?”
    He
lay on his back aligning our pelvises. “Sex. Cock. Pussy. All of the above.”
    My
pussy was slick from my previous orgasm, but I still needed a little more
encouragement. “I’m not a morning-sex kind of person.”
    “No?”
He cocked his head to the side, sliding his gaze the length of my exposed body.
“Let’s see if we can change that.”
    His
hands slid ever so gradually down my back, making the tiny hairs stand to
attention. He caressed my ass, continuing to my thighs, all the way to my toes.
His touch was so slow, so arousing, that I couldn’t help but whimper as he
massaged my instep then slid his fingers between each of my toes.
    His
tongue found my breast at some point in my delirium, using only the tip to add
to the heated pleasure as he flicked first one nipple then the next. I felt my
pussy lips grow sticky, knowing full well that I was getting him wet, too. When
he finally sucked my nipple into his mouth, I was convinced he was right. He
had changed the thoughts I’d had about morning and sex.
    Right
now, all I wanted was him in me. Now.
    “You’re
too good, Taylor. You fuck me all night long and wake me with one hell of an
orgasm only to start fucking me all over again.” I pulled his mouth away from
my nipple to kiss his lips. “You must be pretty special.”
    His
fingers found my moisture and dipped inside. “How could I not fuck you
twenty-four-seven? You’re sweet, Cupcake. So fucking sweet I get a sugar high
just looking at you.”
    The
wet finger slid to my anus and then pressed inside. “Will you let me fuck you
here?”
    I
stilled at his question, scared of my answer. The single digit pressed in and
then pulled out. I couldn’t help the moans escaping my throat. Jake could take
me anyway he liked, and the arrogant man knew it.
    “Or
how about I do this?” He shoved his cock inside me, while leaving his finger
where it was. Slipping one in, while pulling one out, Jake had me gasping for
breath. I gripped his shoulders then slid my hands to his hair, tugging until
his lips met mine.
    While
most guys either test your gag reflex or make you do all the moves, Jake did
neither. He took as much as he gave, being one hell of a kisser in my books. I
sucked on his tongue until he pulled back to nibble on my lip. His cock and
finger continued in a synchronized rhythm until I was poised on the very brink
of climax.
    “Do
it,” I said. “Fuck my ass.”
    The
tip of his head bumped my g-spot, and I gasped, nearly climaxing on the spot. I
held back, though, waiting for him to switch places. He took his time, making
me beg.
    “Please,
Jake, do it.”
    His
finger slipped free first. He moved to my hips and lifted me off his cock. “Lay
back.”
    I
did, and he knelt where he had once sat, lifting my legs straight in the air.
He told me to stay that way while he reached in the nightstand for some
lubrication and squeezed a great amount onto his fingers.
    He
slid them against my anus and up inside, before spreading me wide and
positioning his cock at the tiny hole. Slowly, ever so gradually, he entered
me, giving me time to adjust with each small thrust inside.
    I
rested my legs against him, spreading them a bit when he was situated to the
hilt. He didn’t say anything, probably, like me, unable to form