Her body stiffened and she gripped my shoulders at the same time she let out a groan. My hands gripping her waist, I moved to the other one, sucking and pulling.
Then her fingers touched my stubbled jaw and she eased my face away. “You love me. You really love me,” she gasped out, breathless. It was a quiet question.
“I love you, Rose,” I repeated in a firm voice, my fingers tweaking and pulling her nipples.
She bit her lip. “I love you too, Jack. I just wanted to hear it again.”
“Any time.” Still looking into her eyes, I reached behind her and undid her bra. Gently, I slid the straps off of her shoulders, holding her gaze the entire time. Then it was her turn and she was undoing my tie and letting it drop on the floor. Her fingers worked on the buttons of my shirt, every action painfully slow. It felt like it took her ages to finish when I just wanted to ravish her, but we’d have all the time in the world to do that.
“You’re mine, too,” she said. “You’re only mine.”
“We belong to each other, no one else, till we take our last breath.”
“Yes.”
The declaration ringing in my ears, I had to force myself to stay still as she put her palms on my chest and brushed the shirt off, the feel of her fingertips burning my skin anywhere she touched.
My self-control vanished when she gently pulled me in for another kiss and let her hand roam down my chest, straight toward my cock. My hands started working on her jeans, unbuttoning, pushing, and pulling as my lips took over our kiss and deepened it.
Her hand reached the bulbous head of my cock in the confines of my pants and she stilled. I gripped her chin, kissed her harder. She palmed my length and let her hand slowly slide down then back up again. She was my undoing.
I only managed to withstand it for a few torturous drags then I pulled her off the counter in one move, swallowing her shriek and laughter with my mouth. I quickly got rid of her jeans and underwear then, grabbing her waist, I planted her naked ass back up there. Her eyes were still laughing when I glanced up from her body, which was all mine now.
“Kiss me, Jack. Kiss me.” Obeying her order, I roughly grabbed her cheeks with one hand, tilted her head, and pushed my tongue into her mouth. I could barely stand still as she insisted on taking off my pants with her hands, brushing mine off whenever I tried to help.
As soon as she pushed it down, my cock bobbed up and down, my balls heavy.
“I want you inside me,” she gasped, breaking our kiss. “Now, Jack. Now.”
“Nothing else in the world is more important than you.”
I was being rougher than I would want to be with her if I had my head on straight, but if the grip of her fingers on my skin was any indication, she was right there with me. I spread her thighs open, pulled her to the edge of the counter, and guided my cock into her center, pushing in with one hard stroke.
Gripping my shoulder with one hand, she hugged me to herself with the other, her forehead resting against my shoulder.
“You okay?” I asked, having trouble staying still when her muscles flexed around my cock.
She nodded against my shoulder. “You don’t have to be gentle with me. I won’t break, Jack.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes.”
I held her ass in my hands and gently pulled out, letting her feel every thick, hard inch. I thrust back in, grunting against her skin as she tried to catch her breath. She was so wet for me, incredibly tight and wet and all mine. Grabbing her calves, I wrapped them around my hips. Her chest was plastered against mine, her nipples hard against my skin. I pulled her hips closer, forcing her to have every inch of me inside her. I wasn’t willing to have even a millimeter separating us.
Licking her neck and earning a soft moan, I started to fuck her, hard and deep—harder than our first time. She held on to my shoulders, her nails marking my skin, her skin burning against mine.
“Jack,” she cried out, and her voice, the thickness, the sex in her voice pushed me over an invisible edge.
My hands trembling with what I felt for her, I tugged