Chapter 134
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Jackson established a hard pace, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The new angle allowed him to hit spots inside her that had her seeing stars.

"Your pussy's squeezing my cock so tight," he grunted, one hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back. "You fucking love this, don't you?"

"Yes!" she cried, her body jolting forward with each powerful thrust. "Love your cock stretching my pussy!"

Jackson released her hair, both hands gripping her hips as he continued his relentless pace. He watched his cock disappear into her pussy, glistening with her juices each time he pulled out.

"Look at that greedy cunt, sucking me back in," he said, giving her ass another hard slap. "So fucking wet for me."

Olivia moaned, her words dissolving into incoherent sounds of pleasure. Her pussy was making obscene wet noises with each thrust, evidence of how turned on she was.

"Touch your clit," Jackson commanded. "Make yourself come on my cock again."

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  • Chapter 134

    Jackson established a hard pace, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The new angle allowed him to hit spots inside her that had her seeing stars. "Your pussy's squeezing my cock so tight," he grunted, one hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back. "You fucking love this, don't you?" "Yes!" she cried, her body jolting forward with each powerful thrust. "Love your cock stretching my pussy!" Jackson released her hair, both hands gripping her hips as he continued his relentless pace. He watched his cock disappear into her pussy, glistening with her juices each time he pulled out. "Look at that greedy cunt, sucking me back in," he said, giving her ass another hard slap. "So fucking wet for me." Olivia moaned, her words dissolving into incoherent sounds of pleasure. Her pussy was making obscene wet noises with each thrust, evidence of how turned on she was. "Touch your clit," Jackson commanded. "Make yourself come on my cock again."

  • Chapter 133

    Jackson moved the vibrator in slow circles around her clit, occasionally dipping it between her folds to gather her wetness. Her pussy lips were swollen and pink, glistening with arousal. He could see her entrance clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. "Please," she whimpered, pushing back against the toy. "What?" Jackson asked, pulling the vibrator away completely. "Please fuck me," Olivia begged, looking back at him with desperate eyes. "Not yet." Jackson delivered another sharp slap directly to her pussy, making her yelp in surprise and pleasure. He continued alternating between the vibrator on her clit and slaps to her pussy, watching her reactions carefully. Her breasts swung freely beneath her, the nipples hard and pointing downward. He reached under her to grab one, pinching the nipple roughly. "Your tits are fucking perfect," he said, rolling the hardened bud between his fingers. "Just the right size to fit in my hands." He slapp

  • Chapter 132

    He pulled the dress down just enough to expose her breasts, still keeping the garment on her body. Her nipples were already hard, begging for attention. He pinched them between his fingers, making her cry out. "You like that?" he asked, twisting slightly. "Yes," she hissed, her head falling back against his shoulder. Jackson spun her around again, pushing her dress up around her waist. His hand dove between her legs, finding the damp spot on her panties. "Already wet for me," he growled, pushing the thin fabric aside. His fingers slid through her slick folds, circling her entrance before pushing two fingers inside her. "Your pussy's fucking soaked." Olivia moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "More." Jackson worked his fingers in and out, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles. "Like that?" "God, yes," she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders. "Don't stop." He curled his fingers inside her, finding that rough spot that made her legs shake. "Gonna mak

  • Chapter 131

    Olivia doubled her efforts, her head bobbing faster, her hand twisting in perfect sync with her mouth. Jackson's grip on her hair tightened as he fought to hold back. "Fuck, Olivia, I'm gonna—" She didn't pull away, instead taking him deeper as he erupted in her mouth. Jackson's vision blurred as waves of pleasure crashed through him. Olivia swallowed everything he gave her, continuing to suck gently until he became too sensitive. "Jesus Christ," he panted as she finally released him, sitting back in her seat and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She smirked, adjusting her bra and pulling her dress back up. "Worth the wait?" "Fuck yes." He tucked himself back into his pants. "But we're just getting started." "Is that right?" She ran a finger along her bottom lip, catching a drop he'd missed. "And where exactly are we going next?" Jackson started the car, the engine roaring to life. "My place." "Your penthouse?" "Not exactly." He pulled back onto the road. "I've upgr

  • Chapter 130

    When the waiter returned with his card, Jackson added a generous tip and stood, offering his hand. "Ready?" Olivia took it, letting him pull her to her feet. She stumbled slightly, pressing against him. "Oops," she murmured, making no effort to create distance between them. Jackson's arm slid around her waist. "Careful," he said, his breath warm against her ear. "People might think you did that on purpose." "People would be right." She ran her hand down his chest, stopping just above his belt. "I've been wondering if you still look as good naked as you did in that hospital gown." "Better," he promised. "No paper thin material, no hospital lighting." Outside, the night air was cool against their skin. Jackson guided her toward the valet stand, his hand never leaving the small of her back. Jackson opened the passenger door. As she slid into the seat, her dress rode up, revealing more of her thighs. Jackson didn't try to hide his appreciation. "See something you like?" she teased

  • Chapter 129

    He wandered around her living room and noticed the small touches that made it uniquely hers: medical textbooks mixed with romance novels, photos of her with friends at beaches and bars, and a half-finished painting on an easel by the window. "Sorry about the mess," she said, emerging from the bedroom in nothing but a towel, her hair wrapped in another. "Emergency at the hospital ran late. Give me ten minutes?" Jackson nearly choked on his wine. Water droplets clung to her shoulders, tracing paths down to where the towel hugged her curves. "Fifteen if you need it," he managed, trying not to stare. She grinned, catching his gaze. "Enjoying the view?" "Can't complain." "Wait till you see the main event." She disappeared back into the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. Jackson sipped his wine, listening to her humming along with the music as she got dressed. He caught glimpses of her moving around: a flash of bare skin here, the curve of her back there. "So," she called out,

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