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CONTENT WARNING: In case it was missed the first time, please let it be known that this chapter is 100000% smut and nothing else.
Turning around in Jack’s strong embrace, Malibu pulls him closer, wrapping both arms around his neck now. She goes to kiss him but he beats her movement with his own, burying his face in her neck, his arms holding her around the waist. She tilts her head back slightly as he breathes her in, kisses and nose alike brushing the soft dip between her collarbones. “Jack…” She says breathlessly.
“Lord, you’re gorgeous ” He mutters against her upper breast, voice teetering on worshipful.
This causes a soft smile to break out across her face. “Jack…”
He pulls back and looks at her warmly. “Baby doll, if ya don’t want this, ya need to tell me…” His voice is low and steady, “If you’re not ready-”
“I’m ready.” She states as she sweeps his hat off of his head, settling it onto her own. As she backs away from him slowly, her heels click softly on the hardwood floors of the common area in their hotel suite. “Are you ready, cowboy?” She asks him in a teasing tone as she holds his hat on her head with one hand, other hand on her popped-out hip.
“Darlin’, ya better believe I’m ready.” He grins that charming, cheeky grin of his as he watches her pace backward from him. He follows her when she turns and all but sashays into the bedroom before settling onto the edge of the plush, king-sized bed. He gently boots her feet apart with one of his own when she makes to remove her heels. “Leave ‘em.” He smirks softly as he lays her backward by hovering his form over hers.
With a breathy sigh, Malibu arches her back into him as the calloused pads of his fingers trail down her sides. She raises her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her body. “You’re wearing way too many clothes.” She pushes his jacket off of his shoulders as he kisses her roughly. With a yank, she removes his white t-shirt from its tucked position in the waistband of his jeans. She retreats from his lips, despite his muttered and grumbled protests, just long enough to pull the tight, cotton fabric over his head. “ Jesus Christ …” She whimpers as she runs her hands down his broad chest and warm torso, fingertips lightly brushing the dark brown curls that lead her from his navel, down past where the buckle and zipper of his jeans lie in wait for their turn at her attention.
Jack’s chuckle rumbles out from his chest as he presses his lips to her shoulder. He sits up, one knee leaned on the edge of the bed after bringing her legs between his own. “Roll over for me, baby doll.” His deep voice tells her, the lust that fills the space between his words giving it a delicious rasp. He grins at the willing smile that graces her features before she rolls over, now bent over the edge of the bed underneath them. “Goddamn… Look at ya, darlin’...” He mutters, moving his hands to grip the soft, supple flesh of her ass that practically molds into the hold of his thick fingers and wide palms. He has to close his eyes in order to keep a hold on his eagerness at the soft mewls that his kneading causes to fall from her lips.
“Jack… please…” Malibu’s plea has a soft quiver to it as she impatiently shimmies her hips at him.
“Patience, baby doll… I intend to take my time and treat ya like ya deserve…” Jack’s fingertips move, massaging their way up her body but not before giving her sheer, black thong a quick snap along the waistband and relishing the excited squeal that escapes her. He smiles softly, watching the way her body relaxes and sighs in response to his traveling hands. “You’re absolutely beautiful…” His warm breath hits her back when he leans close to her form to give her more attention than just his hands alone can provide. His kisses litter along her shoulder blades as he unhooks the strapless bra that has her breasts covered and hidden away from him. This is something he simply won’t stand for. Once the damned padded fabric is removed, he tosses it away from him.
Malibu decides to participate more than just simply fulfilling orders and rolls over, revealing the two orbs he had so specifically sought out. She slides her hands up his chest as his always eager grip grabs onto the warm flesh on her own, squeezing softly.
“I just can’t get enough of ya.” He sighs, dragging his nose down along the smooth, warm valley between her breasts.
Goosebumps erupt across her skin when his fingers rub across the scars scattered across her torso and chest. “Jack, I’m sorry that I-”
He stops her quickly, pressing his fingertips to her lips, closing them. “Ya don’t have a single damned thing to apologize for, baby doll.” He swears to her, “Believe me. You’re not who I’m angry with....” He kisses a particularly bright scar located in the space between her fifth and sixth ribs on her right side. “I don’t believe you killed him… but I absolutely would have.”
She breathes a soft laugh in response to his statement, not realizing how much he means it. “Jack..”
“Yes, darlin’?”
“I want you to take me, Jack…” She says in a soft plea, “Please… I’m so ready for you.”
Jack rubs the thumb of the hand he has used to hush her flat across her bottom lip, the other hand gently kneading one of her breasts, the size and shape absolutely perfect. His eyes visibly darken and a soft groan comes from within him as he watches the way she brings his thumb between her beautiful lips. He presses lightly on her tongue when she sticks it out flat before growling in response to the way she sucks the digit. “Dammit, baby doll. You’re makin’ it real hard to take my time with ya…”
Malibu pulls back from his thumb with a soft pop, fluttering her eyelashes up at him as she does so. “Then don’t…” She murmurs as she lightly massages and pulls the breast that is not yet in his hold.
He smirks at the way she teases herself and in turn him. “I know ya want it, sweetheart..” He says softly, pressing his thumb fully onto her hardened nipple, seeing the way her chest rises at her sharp intake of breath. “But what kind of man would I be if ya didn’t get all of the fun first?”
She raises her head to look at him directly, slightly confused. “What do you mean fun?”
His brows furrow slightly. “Well foreplay of course, darlin’. Ya need to be spoiled.” He explains gently, “I’ll be havin’ my own fun but I wanna give ya at least two or three before we even get that far.”
“F-Foreplay?...” She stammers, nervous about what she doesn’t understand, “Two or three? ”
Jack sits back a bit over her. “Ya alright, baby?” The way she lays her head back silently strikes a chord of worry in him. “What’s the matter? Is this your first…? Have you not ever..?”
Malibu shakes her head quickly. “No, no. I have… I have before. I just..” She tapers off.
“Talk to me, gorgeous…”
“I’ve never done… foreplay... And.. one was hard to come by, let alone more than one...“ She puts a hand over her face so she doesn’t have to see his judgement.
But as Jack looks up at the ceiling of the hotel room, what is written on his face is frustration and anger. He wishes that her previous husband wasn’t already dead. The abuse makes him wish he had had the chance to beat the pathetic bastard within an inch of his life. Between the physical that left scars on her skin and the emotional that destroyed her confidence. However, since that is not an option, he decides he’ll get his revenge by building her up and putting her on a pedestal. He slides his hand into her hair gently, holding her neck through it. When her dewy eyes reach his, he sees something in them that he hasn’t seen in anybody else since his wife. A kind of spark that makes love bloom in his chest. “Let me take care of ya.” He says softly, asking for her permission to show her another side to being with someone. His nose follows the side of her neck he’s not holding. “Let me treat ya like the goddess ya are.”
Malibu tilts her head back, squeezing her eyes shut as a tear breaks free, her chest filling in response to this adoration she has never experienced. After drawing a slow, shaky breath, she nods quickly, not wanting to speak as she knows her voice will betray her. She pulls him to her, kissing him with a kind of passion she has not had in years. A soft squeak escapes her, holding onto his warm, bare back as he lifts her up the bed with one arm, before pulling a pillow under her head.
Once he has her settled, he pulls away from her lips slowly, pulling on her soft bottom one lightly. “Are ya comfortable?” He whispers, their noses brushing softly. He continues on when she nods, moving his kisses down her body to her breasts. He smiles a bit when he hears her soft mewl of a moan when he rubs his strong nose against her perked up nipple.” He pulls back, knelt on the bed as he runs his hands down to the waistline of her soft thong. He can’t help but wander his gaze to the sight he can already see through the black, sheer material. The enticing beauty she holds makes his fingers unhook from the waistband and move further down to her thighs instead. “Can ya spread for me?” He rubs circles into her skin with his thumb, feeling almost honored by the way she immediately opens up to him, both physically and emotionally. He watches the way she spreads her legs slowly, seeing everything that the nearly completely see-through fabric shows to him. Shuffling slightly, Jack lays down on his stomach, between her legs as he continues to rub her thighs gently.
Malibu’s body instinctively raises her hips slightly, wanting to coax the man below her closer to her core, feeling the heat resonating through her. "P-Please Jack…" she whimpers softly, "I.. I-I've never had this…"
"I know it, darlin'." He breathes against her center, watching the shiver that takes over her. "But you're gonna get it.." He drags two fingertips up her clothed cunt, the touch feather light but still drawing out the exquisite noise of pleasure that tumbles from her lips regardless. As he presses the tight, mesh-like thong against her, he can feel her arousal begin to wet it and the pads of his fingers. He continues his extremely light, upwards momentum, the corner of his lips and mustache quirking up in response to the repeated, soft whimper that sounds from her every time his digits pull away to return to their lower starting position. Jack soon takes a particularly long path after starting much lower between her legs than previously, brushing more than just her cunt through the cloth, causing her to gasp slightly. He flits his eyes up to her face where her eyes are closed in pleasure, chin tilted up toward the heavens. "Ya will tell me if you don't want anythin' I do. Is that understood, darlin'?"
Without opening her eyes, she nods quickly in answer.
"Am I understood?" He pauses his fingers to bring her mind back down from space enough to answer. When he's met with only another nod, he presses the pad of his middle finger against the opening he's already burned into his memory, even through the thong standing in his way, watching the way her eyes pop open as she releases an excited squeal. "Words, baby doll." He directs her, tacking on the pet name he's particularly fond of using on her, "Use 'em for me."
"Y-Yes, sir…" She nods quickly, "God, yes. I understand. Yes. Just please, don't stop."
Jack continues his attention to her heat, moving even lighter than before, smirking slightly. "What was that ya called me?" He purrs softly. He smirks wider at the way her words stammer and her face flushes. "I thought ya didn't like pet names, sweetheart?"
"I.. I do…" She admits quietly, "I.. was just never… allowed.."
He grins as he directs his focus back to her core, blowing a stream of cool air on the aching heat, causing her to hiss softly in pleasure. "Call me whatever ya well please. I love it all." As that wide middle finger of his is yet again presses against her entrance, his tongue darts out, licking flat and firm along where he knows that little bundle of nerves he needs to start winding up her coil, is located, swelling in his chest and his heart and well… elsewhere at the loud moan that comes from the eager woman below him.
"Oh my God! " She cries out, raising her hips up towards him already.
Splaying his large hand that is unoccupied by other things across her stomach, Jack presses her back down, holding her still, despite her whimpers of protest. "Easy, darlin'. You're gonna get everythin' and more. You just need to be a good girl for me." He licks another stride up her covered cunt, the mesh fabric rough on his tongue. "You're gonna do that for me, right?" He smirks at the way she can only nod. "Then keep those hips down for me and raise your thighs up." He pulls his hands away and moves them to the back of her thighs before lifting them, leaving her to keep them held midair. He shifts further down between them. Once situated, he lowers her perfect thighs down onto his shoulders, wrapping his arms around them before yanking her cunt to his awaiting face where his tongue drags from where his fingers would start, all the way to her covered bud.
Despite her strong desire to buck her hips into his face, Malibu keeps them firmly set into the mattress as she was told, but can't keep herself from tossing her head back with an even louder moan than before. As she feels the faster, more intense ministrations of his warm appendage, its wetness colliding with her own, she cries out his name and throws her hand out to her side, gripping onto the sheets underneath it.
Jack releases a pleased hum as her slick coats his tongue, causing him to have to stop to fully savor the gift she gives him. "You're absolutely soakin'. Look at ya." He presses a fingertip to her covered entrance briefly before pulling it back, delighted by the fact he can clearly see a string of arousal following his touch, connecting from his finger to her heat.
Malibu flushes a deeper red, embarrassed by the fact that she is such a mess. "I'm sorry…" She unconsciously tries to pull her thighs together but Jack holds fast, keeping them spread far apart.
He looks at her, eyebrow cocked in the infamous way he does. "Did ya hear me say I didn't like it?" He continues when he sees the shake of her head. "If you're not absolutely drenchin' me, baby doll… I'm not doin' my job right." He breaks the still held string of wetness with his tongue before practically diving back into all that he is being granted, sucking on her tender button through her panties. He has to fight the grin that tries to break his mouth's focus when her hands grip into his styled, brown locks, tousling it out of place. Jack continues his pleasuring of her aching cunt until her grip on his hair becomes so tight, it's pulling and her back begins to arch.
The combination of the length of time since being with a man and the level of expertise her handsome cowboy possesses causes her release to come hurtling towards her at the speed of light. "J-Jack!" Malibu cries out loudly, back arching up aggressively as she already reaches her first orgasm of the evening.
Jack carries her through her release with gentle licks and suckles before retreating only far enough to watch the way her gorgeous cunt pulsates. If he had thought she was wet before, he was mistaken. He realizes this as the ebbing contractions cause her shining, flowing arousal to come flooding out through and around the thong she wears. " Christ . You're absolute perfection." He says softly. He begins pressing kisses to her inner thighs and knees as he waits for her sensitivity to reduce.
Malibu pants softly as she recoups. After a few moments, she begins to remove her thighs from his shoulders. "Thank you-" She stops abruptly when he yanks her back to him. "Jack?"
"I never said I was done." His statement comes partnered with that eyebrow again, raised at the audacity that she would assume he was finished spoiling her. "I said at least two or three, baby doll."
Malibu blushes lightly, realizing now she should be taking his promises seriously. She nods and settles back into place, a bit excited at the idea of continuing. She shivers lightly when she feels his fingers gently pull her thong to the side, exposing her slick cunt. She’s grateful she had chosen the outfit and underwear she did this evening as it made her have to shave every square inch of her body. Because although she knows he probably wouldn’t mind, it wouldn’t have been enough to spare her insecurity.
Jack hums in anticipation at what he sees before him. “Goddammit, doll…” He mutters, as he admires everything. Every detail. The way its soaking wetness shimmers in the low hotel room light to the fact that her clit is swollen and her lips are puffy and fat from the extreme arousal and sensation that she has been so actively chasing after this whole time. “You’re gonna be my weakness. I already know it.” His words and gaze of admiration cause her chest to fill with warmth yet again, having never been treated in this way. He lightly drags the tip of his tongue up her slit teasingly slow, wanting to drown in the wetness and the sounds she gives to him. He groans at the taste of her as he pulls away, needing to take a brief second to collect himself but it doesn’t work. “I want my face between your thighs for the rest of my life.” He admits shamelessly before nuzzling her warm cunt, feeling damn near intoxicated.
Malibu squeals softly at the sensation of his mustache rubbing against her clit and folds, an eruption of goosebumps breaking out all over her body. Her strength falters and she struggles to keep her thighs open, instinctively squeezing his head with them as she lightly tugs his soft, brown hair.
Not surprisingly, he doesn’t mind. He is so drunk on her taste, smell, sounds, and more that she could suffocate him and he would most likely praise her for it. With the barrier of the thong taken out of his way, he struggles to restrain himself and begins to devour her cunt with a level of intensity he has yet to use. Her very loud moans are music to his ears as his tongue attacks her clit.
She arches her back, yanking his hair harder than before as she cries out in pleasure from his intense prodding of his tongue to the opening of her cunt. It doesn’t take long before her release is hitting her for a second time, throwing her head back as she practically rides his face, unable to keep her hips still any longer.
Jack flattens his tongue against her, trying to lap up everything that gushes out of her as he holds her thighs to keep her as anchored as he can.
After a few moments, she finally relaxes into the mattress, prying her legs from around Jack’s head as she breathes heavily. She watches him come up from between her legs, mustache as well as his smooth chin and jaw glistening with her release, some drips rolling down onto his neck and bare chest. “I’m so… sorry…” She pants. But she trails off as she watches him lick his lips as far as he can as if he enjoys it.
“I could live off that, darlin’..” He purrs softly as he hovers over her beautiful body, nestled between her legs and relishing the way she moans when his dark blue jeans rub against her bare cunt. “Ya ready for more..?”
“M-More..?”
He nods slowly as he pulls her thong down her legs before discarding them to the floor. Standing up, he kicks his boots off before sliding his jeans to the floor and stepping out of them. “Up.” He commands her and she rolls over to her knees to follow his direction. Once she’s climbed off of the bed, legs shaking and nearly buckling out from under her, he lays on his back in the place she had been.
Malibu bites her lip lightly as she watches him settle. “W-What?..” She asks when he looks at her expectantly. Face turning pink at the way he beckons her with two thick fingers curling, she climbs up onto the bed and then onto him as he keeps the motion going. She straddles his waist, a bit nervous now as she lays her hands on his chest.
“You’re close, gorgeous, but not close enough.” He sits up, lifting her up with his hands under her ass, before laying back, settling her in a straddle over his face.
She gasps in surprise, having never done anything even remotely like this. But her surprise very quickly returns to pleasure yet again when he continues feasting upon her, firsts and seconds evidently not being enough to fill his insatiable appetite for her cunt. “J-Jack!” She stammers, having to grasp tightly at the headboard of the king-sized bed. Her nails curl into the luxurious fabric as she feels his tongue sink into her deeper than it has before, panting in intense pleasure as the warm intrusion circles inside of her. “Oh. My. GOD.”
Jack’s chuckle vibrates against Malibu as he hears her curses and praises. As he works on steadily bringing her towards her third orgasm, he kneads her soft ass in his hands, pleased about having it so easily accessible in this position. He pulls, spreading it slightly as he sucks hard on her clit, causing her to double over, crying out into her hand so it’s muffled as she nearly drowns him in her release. Just as he was hoping for. He grins and massages her ass and lower back slowly, patiently waiting for her legs to stop shaking as hard and for her to catch her breath. Once he feels she’s ready, he rolls her over onto her back, chuckling at her already dazed look. “Why did ya try to be quiet, darlin’?” He asks in curiosity, rubbing her side gently, leaned on his elbow as he hovers over her.
Once Malibu feels her voice and more importantly, her breathing, is steady enough, she looks up at him. “I just… didn’t want to be too loud for you... or have you think I’m too much..” She says quietly as she wraps an arm around him, gripping onto his back with her fingertips. She’s surprised by the deep, amused chuckle that he responds with.
“You don’t have to be quiet.”
“W-What?”
He smirks down at her as his middle finger lightly presses at her entrance, pleased by the way her chin raises and she looks up at him with pleading eyes. “You can scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar.” He assures her.
Malibu uses the arm she has around him to pull him down closer, kissing him firmly. She can’t help but moan into his mouth when she feels his thick digit sink down into her to the middle knuckle, the stretch coming as a welcomed necessity to end her dry spell. She spreads her legs for him as a way to silently let him know to go further, gasping softly in pleasure when he delivers upon her request. It doesn’t take much time of his finger rocking inside of her until he’s able to slip a second into her slick core. “Please, Jack…” She breathes softly into his ear as he kisses her neck, smiling when she hears the groan that escapes him. “Please.. Please take me…”
Jack lightly brushes his teeth against her soft skin, still curling his fingers inside of her. “Are ya sure you’re ready, baby doll?”
The more she hears him call her that, the more she loves it. “God yes!” She whines wantonly, “Yes, please, sir! I want you so badly...”
He knows damn well that she’s stroking his ego, trying to get her way. And he loves it. “You’re gonna be the death of me, darlin’.” He sighs in desire, pulling his hand from between her legs. He moves to push himself up onto his knees so as to remove his boxer briefs and position himself eagerly.
However, Malibu catches his hand and brings it to her lips, dragging her tongue up the two, cleaning them slowly before taking them into her mouth. She sees the way his eyes go dark and hungry in response to the way she swirls her tongue around them.
“Goddamn, gorgeous.” He pulls his fingers from her lips, hand grabbing the back of her head and kissing her hard while he shoves his shorts down frantically. He pulls away from her, only long enough to scramble to find his wallet. “I better fuckin’ have one…” He grumbles, frustrated by the fact he can’t find where he had tossed it on the floor.
“I’m covered.” She pants softly, left breathless by his heated kiss. “I have the arm implant..” She can’t help but be grateful she has the thing. She gently touches his swollen cock, breath hitching at the size and thickness of it, nearly not being able to fully wrap her hand around it. “Oh my god…” Her voice is nearly a whisper as she strokes it slowly.
Jack tilts his head back, groaning under her touch. “Darlin’...”
“I didn’t know you were gonna be so big…” She chews her bottom lip nervously, “Do you… Do you want me to… you know…”
He holds her jaw in his hand as he moves between her legs, the corner of his lips up in a slight smile. “No need for that, sweetheart..” He presses a quick kiss to her cheekbone, “This is about you tonight. Besides, I’m ready to skip right to what I sure as hell know is gonna be my favorite part.” He chuckles as he settles on his knees, spreading her legs before raising them up towards her chest. “Look at ya, baby doll. So good, spread out for me like this.. Absolutely beautiful..”
Malibu instantly flushes so red and hot, she feels like she may burst into flames. She has to bite her lip so hard that it draws blood, otherwise she’s convinced she’ll start crying in response to being treated like this. Like a goddess, just as he promised.
“Ya can hold these for me, right?”
She nods quickly, not surprisingly eager to please when she’s underneath him like this, despite her bratty attitude any other time. After all, she’s always known somewhere inside her, that this is who she is. She never likes to be told what to do… except for when she’s naked. This is when her submissive side emerges when with the right man. Holding the back of her thighs, she keeps her legs bent and held out of his way.
“That’s a good girl.”
She moans quietly in response to the praise, already hungry for more after being starved of it for years.
Jack rubs his wide, rough hands up and down the backs of her thighs, eventually working down to her ass, propping it up a bit higher to get a good look at her exposed, eager and soaking cunt. He already knows this girl is going to have his ass whipped in a heartbeat. With two thumbs, he spreads her soft folds open gently, listening to the delicious mewls of pleasure that Malibu struggles to withhold. “Ya ready for me, baby doll?” He looks at her warmly, waiting for her final confirmation of trust and desire before he takes the dive into the deep end.
Malibu nods, breathing heavily in desire, soft whines escaping her each time his thumbs shift against her. “Y-Yes, sir… please…”
Holding his cock in one hand, he begins to sink himself inside of her slowly, his own groans combining with hers in the warm, sex smelling air. He rubs his large thumb on her delicate clit, moving the tender bud in slow circles as he pushes himself further inch by inch to allow her to get acclimated to being filled by him, Soon he bottoms out, the tip of his large cock brushing against her cervix lightly, causing her to cry out his name in surprise. “That’s it, baby doll… That’s a perfect girl…” He moves his hand to the bed beside her head, propping himself up with that one while the other grasps at her stunning curves.
The mix of how deliciously he stretches her and the praise he generously dishes out, a much louder moan bubbles from her lips. “Oh god... J-Jack!” She cries out his name as she wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer. She’s surprised by the fact that after only two angle shifts, he already pushes up into that sweet spot deep inside her when he begins to rock his hips. She’s not sure she’s ever been with a man that could find it as quick as he has. “Right there… please…”
“I know it, baby girl,” He murmurs against her temple, thrusting himself into that spot repeatedly, drawing moan after moan from her each time he hits it. “That’s your special spot, isn’t it?” Instantly, a cocky grin finds its way to his face when he feels her rapid nod against his neck and her nails digging into his back.
“More… I need more…” She practically begs him, desperately needing an increase in speed.
Jack nods a bit, wanting to deliver what she so clearly wants and needs. He plants a kiss to her kiss swollen lips before sitting up without ever moving from inside of her. Securing his hands on the backs of her thighs, he supports himself on them, pushing them back as far as she can go as he increases speed. He gives a light chuckle as she squeaks in pleasure at the feeling of her preferred spot being hit much harder. “How’s that?” He smirks down at her, clearly feeling cocky as he already knows based on the way she’s clutching and pulling at the sheets around her.
Malibu bites her lip hard, nodding in response, unable to speak under the pressure of the tightening coil in her belly. All she can do is look up at him in adoration as his thick cock pistons deep inside of her and his thumb rubs her clit aggressively. Finally she finds her voice. “Yes…”
“Yeah?” He abuses her clit with his thumb, grabbing and squeezing her breast with his other hand, throwing every sensation he can at her.
“Yes! Yes, yes yes!” She yanks hard on the sheets, pulling them out of place as she searches for an anchor to reality. If she can’t prove this is real, she will have no choice but to assume it’s an unbelievable dream. “More, please!”
Jack’s eyebrow raises slightly but he smirks, getting an idea. He pulls out slowly, despite her harsh protests at the emptiness. “Easy, easy.” He holds her hands when she tries to grab at him to pull him back. “Roll over for me, baby doll.” He chuckles at the way she quickly moves to fill his request, watching as she lays on her stomach, head in the pillow. “That’s a good girl.” He smirks widely when his theory is proven right by her loud moan. She loves being praised. He makes a mental note to remember to work that preference of hers into their everyday life as well. Grabbing her hips, he raises her ass up, placing a pillow he grabs under her hips to better support her. “Beautiful..” He spreads her open yet again, slipping himself back inside her, listening to the music that is her crying out in pleasure.
“Yes!” Malibu cries, happy to be filled up by him. She grabs onto his arm tightly when he supports himself near her head, the way he’s bent over her helping him achieve a new, delicious angle, deep inside her. “ JACK ! ” The way she screams his name leaves her throat raw but makes his cock throb inside of her as he bottoms out hard against her cervix.
He wraps his free arm under her belly, two fingers quickly swirling her clit, this addition causing her approaching orgasm to pick up speed.
Malibu’s nails dig into his forearm and bed alike as she screams his name out at the top of her voice, her release hurtling into her like a blazing hot rocket, vision flashing white. Her cunt contracts hard around his cock as he buries it deep inside her, allowing her to ride out her orgasm against him.
“That’s it, baby doll...” He praises her in a low, deep voice against her cheek, his hot breath fanning over her. “That’s it.. Ride it out, baby.. There’s a good girl…” He grins lightly at the fact she can only respond with moans and mewls. “I can feel it… I can feel you squeezin’ me darlin’... You’re so good..” His hands rub up and down her back slowly as her body relaxes into the bed, it coming down from her high. A quiet, indiscernible request comes from where she has her face resting in the pillows. “What’s that?” He chuckles at a just as quiet repeat before sliding a hand under her, assisting by gently lifting her head by her jaw. “One more time for me, gorgeous.”
“Water, please..” She murmurs softly, voice sore from her screams and cries. She grabs onto his arm when he goes to pull away to help her with her needs. “Don’t go..”
Jack chuckles at her contradicting requests. “Alright then. Guess I’m takin’ ya with me.” He rolls her over, lifting her up onto his lap with an arm around her waist, his cock not ever once leaving its warm, safe place inside her. He stands, holding her in his arms once her legs are wrapped securely around his waist. “There ya go, baby doll.” He carries her out to the hotel suite kitchen, cock inside of her the whole way. Once he has a water bottle in hand, he settles in an armchair, placing it into her shaky hands.
Malibu tries to sip from the open bottle, dazed, sex tired limbs making it difficult. Thankfully she has him to help bring it to her lips where she chugs it gratefully.
“You’re so spoiled. Aren’t ya?” He rubs his strong, handsome nose along her neck, feeling it move with her desperately thirsty swallows. It makes part of him want to coddle and nurture his sweet girl. It makes the other half curious about what it would be like to be nestled inside her beautiful, warm throat. “Spoiled little girl…”
Malibu finishes drinking the small bottle of water, a dribble of the cool, refreshing liquid spilling down her chin. The droplet chases its way down in between her breasts as she rocks slowly in his lap, riding the massive cock inside of her. She tangles her fingers into the sweaty curls at the back of his neck, pulling lightly as she arches her back against the arms he has wrapped around her, breasts level with his lips that latch onto them. She moans at the sensation of him suckling a dark hickey into her warm skin.
“Look at this sweet girl…” Jack groans against her flesh, brushing his teeth against her hardened nipple which causes her to squeal. “Ridin’ my cock like she’s hungry for it. Isn’t she?”
She nods quickly, riding him harder, gripping onto his shoulders with a loud moan as his head pushes hard against her spongy sweet spot. “Y-Yes…”
“Yes what?” He bites her breast hard enough to cause pleasure, but not enough to cause pain.
“Yes sir!”
This pet name of submission causes him to finally break and take control. He holds her ass tightly in his hands, thrusting up into her as he scatters love bites and hickeys across her chest and shoulders. “You’re such a perfect girl… A perfect woman..” He praises her in a rasped, lustful voice, chasing his oncoming orgasm in this incredible position. “You’re fuckin’ gorgeous. I can’t ever let ya go…” A borderline animalistic growl rips from his chest as he watches the way she rubs her own clit. “That’s right. Touch yourself for me. There’s my angel.” He sucks hard on the sweet spot of her neck, causing a dark purple hickey to bloom its way onto her skin.
“J-Jack!” Malibu cries out softly, digging her nails hard into her shoulder. “I… I’m g-gonna..”
“Cum for me.” Jack demands, “Cum all over my cock. Now.”
As if she operates by a remote control that only Jack holds, she finds her fifth and final orgasm on the night at his command, her release gushing down her thighs and all over his cock, just as she was told. She feels embarrassed by the fact that she’s soaked them both. But it doesn’t last long as his praises and groans reach her ears.
Jack torments the soft spot deep inside of her, his brutal thrusts becoming sloppy and erratic as he nearly finds his edge. “W-Where…” He grunts, starting to become breathless the closer he gets to that cliffside of pleasure.
“Inside!” She begs wantonly, “In, please! In. In. Fill me, Jack, please..”
His groans are loud and rough as he clutches her body to his, their chests pressed together as her desperation for him pushes him off the edge. “Jesus Christ! FUCK! ” He curses so loud, it teeters on sounding more like a roar as he paints her cervix and walls his ropes of hot seed. He feels drunk on his high and her sweet, sweet moans. “God damn. ” He pants against her hot, flushed skin, forehead leaned on her shoulder as his cock throbs in response to the way she squeezes him softly.
“Yes..” Malibu breathes, admiring the way his white cream seeps out of her around his cock, “God yes…”
“You’re absolutely fuckin’ incredible…” He tilts his head back, leaning it on the back of the armchair as he looks up at her fondly. “I dunno where ya’ve been all my life… but I’m not letting ya go anytime soon..”
She blushes at his statement, feeling something she can only describe as love fill her chest.
Glancing down at where they connect, Jack takes a mental picture of the way he looks sheathed in her, both of their orgasms leaking out from inside her perfect cunt. “Dammit, you’re perfect, baby doll..” He brings her down to him and kisses her lips fully, drinking her in. Once she pulls away to catch her breath, he chuckles. “Let’s get ya into the shower so I can clean ya up.” He gets up, carrying her towards the massive, luxurious bathroom.
“D-Did you want to pull out, yet..”
He hums in consideration. “Nah.” He starts heating the shower water, smirking. “Not yet, I don’t think. Not if ya don’t mind?” His eyebrow raises as he looks at the sweet girl in his arms.
Malibu shakes her head. “Not yet, please, sir…” She bites her lip nervously, worried that now that the energy has died down, he’ll no longer want her to call him that.
“Good girl.” He smirks, his praise causing her to sigh in relief. He steps into the shower, leaning her against the wall in the warm, soothing water as he kisses her roughly.
Malibu wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him fervently as she begins to rock against him again, his cock still incredibly hard despite his release.
Apparently number five will not be the final one...